<?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-8638115</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:38:39.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chingster Pte Ltd - One and Only</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>292</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-113577099959303605</id><published>2005-12-28T03:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T03:56:39.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Please relink me at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://static-damage.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;http://static-damage.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thanks=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Merry New Year in a couple of days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-113577099959303605?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/feeds/113577099959303605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8638115&amp;postID=113577099959303605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113577099959303605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113577099959303605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/12/please-relink-me-at-httpstatic-damage.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-113560517313307070</id><published>2005-12-26T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T05:52:53.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So am I supposed blog about 5 random facts about myself and list 5 others whom I want to do the same thing?&lt;br /&gt;Haha gives people additional content to type yeah?&lt;br /&gt;So here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 random facts:&lt;br /&gt;1. I am short-tempered.&lt;br /&gt;2. I think and day-dream about band every day, every minute, every second.&lt;br /&gt;3. I go online everyday, even during tests and examinations, that is, unless my computer has broken down or the internet cocks up.&lt;br /&gt;4. I hate to see my legacy or traditions I left behind being rubbed away or replaced.&lt;br /&gt;5. I haven't kept a pet since I gave my tortoise away to my primary school science pond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 other people I want to see doing this:&lt;br /&gt;1. Ting Xuan (just for the sake of annoying her)&lt;br /&gt;2. Xavier&lt;br /&gt;3. VOSH! (since she likes to blog random stuff anyway)&lt;br /&gt;4. Jia Ying (cos she's online in my current msn list)&lt;br /&gt;5. Shuk Man (cos she's also online in my current msn list)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay there! Done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Posted at 9.55pm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-113560517313307070?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/feeds/113560517313307070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8638115&amp;postID=113560517313307070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113560517313307070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113560517313307070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/12/so-am-i-supposed-blog-about-5-random.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-113551633019335935</id><published>2005-12-25T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T05:12:12.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;Decided to blog again for a change since I'm rotting my ass in my leather chair anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Uncle S.P. Goh's place for Christmas lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Great food.&lt;br /&gt;Turkey, ham, stuffing (although I didn't eat it), mashed potatoes, potato wedges, salad, bacon/sausage roll-ups etc.&lt;br /&gt;Man lucky I didn't eat breakfast, otherwise I will feel even more guilty for stuffing myself.&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Goh kept saying 'You only feast once a year.'&lt;br /&gt;I beg to differ.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year!&lt;br /&gt;Reunion dinner and all that.&lt;br /&gt;Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drank two glasses of red wine.&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, I'm so used to red wine that I was turned off by the taste of champagne, which, my brother told me, is sparkling/carbonated white wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother and I stuck out because we didn't belong to either group which is the Kids and the Adults.&lt;br /&gt;My brother could hang out with the adults but what can I do? Watch the kids play Game Cube all day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this really cute little boy called Issac or is it Isaac?&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;He keeps running around with his milk bottle in his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, there was limited room for him to do so.&lt;br /&gt;His father says the lil boy takes like an hour to finish one small bottle of milk because he's running around most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;Then my father says that at least the boy returns to find the milk bottle.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes we had durian logcake.&lt;br /&gt;Not as fanciable as I thought it would be or it's probably due to my over-stuffed stomach already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left early because my father had to go to the office.&lt;br /&gt;Erm, that's right, on Christmas Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened Uncle Goh's present and inside was...&lt;br /&gt;wtf.&lt;br /&gt;Earrings.&lt;br /&gt;Bracelet.&lt;br /&gt;And a bottle of silver-cleaning solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part?&lt;br /&gt;The bracelet couldn't fit round my fat wrist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAD CAN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really like receiving jewellery for presents I guess, cos I know I'm very careless with them and leave them lying around.&lt;br /&gt;End up the pieces go missing or I just can't recall where I placed them.&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you how many times I have worn earrings, take them off after use and leave them around the house.&lt;br /&gt;The maid might suck them up into the vacuum and the pieces just *pOof!&lt;br /&gt;Oops we don't own a vacuum.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I remarked to my mother that I should keep them and give away as a present to someone else.&lt;br /&gt;Then my mother said, 'Okay. Whose birthday coming up?'&lt;br /&gt;wtf.&lt;br /&gt;I said 'Me lah!'&lt;br /&gt;Then my mother laughed and said I should just give them to myself.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HINT!&lt;br /&gt;NO JEWELLERY FOR MY BIRTHDAY PLEASE!&lt;br /&gt;Or at least not those cheapo one like a pair of earrings for $2 la.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;thanks=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-113551633019335935?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113551633019335935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113551633019335935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/12/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-113543113902448457</id><published>2005-12-24T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T05:32:19.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This page took hours to load. &lt;br /&gt;Can expect that the internet will d/c in a moment or so.&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna drop a line here that I'll be changing my blog, as in the url, layout and everything end of this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A brand new year, a brand new environment, a brand new beginning.&lt;br /&gt;Have to forget the bullshit here in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;But won't forget the good memories here either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update the Shanghai/Seoul trip and other relevant nonsense in the new blog.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno whether I will be updating further here because the 'Posting' webpage doesn't load here nor my brother's laptop.&lt;br /&gt;So it's lucky that I'm patient enough to wait for nearly 2-3 hours for this to load.&lt;br /&gt;Oh alright I went to watch tv la~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Merry Christmas in advance.&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Hari Krismas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-113543113902448457?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113543113902448457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113543113902448457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/12/this-page-took-hours-to-load.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-113388400779833398</id><published>2005-12-06T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T07:55:38.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a blast!&lt;br /&gt;Despite the short meeting, it was worth every &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;second&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;minute&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;hour &lt;/span&gt;of my time.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We meet at Toa Payoh MRT control station.&lt;br /&gt;I was late.&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;Had to pass Timo the cards earlier for signing after band practice this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who were there.&lt;br /&gt;Lim Li Hui, Joyce, Hock Khang, Yen Shan, Jing Zhong &amp; XAVIER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;See I even capitalize your name.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a hard deciding where to go.&lt;br /&gt;Typical suggestions including bowling, watching movie(s) and playing pool.&lt;br /&gt;Okay isn't there anything else teenagers &lt;strong&gt;can&lt;/strong&gt; do in their leisure time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My bowling score can even be lower than my prelim L1R5 and I haven't even seen a pool table right in front of me before, let alone hold the cue in my hand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, since Yen Shan had to leave earlier because of class chalet, we decided to have lunch for &lt;strong&gt;3 hours.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Delifrance&lt;/span&gt; first but the food was expensive and the 7 of us couldn't talk due to the disjoint tables.&lt;br /&gt;So we went to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pastamania &lt;/span&gt;instead, which was located at the space of the previous tenants such as the 7-dollar shop and THIS FASHION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'closed' sign was up but it was already 1130 then.&lt;br /&gt;So Xavier went in to enquire and yes it WAS open.&lt;br /&gt;SHEESH.&lt;br /&gt;So we went in and the waiter brought us to the back, back, back table cos that was the only which sat 8 people.&lt;br /&gt;AND, get this, there weren't any menus, not even those small pocket-size ones around.&lt;br /&gt;So Xavier went to enquire once more and the waiter just said 'oh the menus are over there, sir.'&lt;br /&gt;I mean, the waiter didn't even bother to AT LEAST help us to take the menus to our table?&lt;br /&gt;SHEESH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li Hui didn't eat because she ate a late breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;So she only ordered a coffee. Or is it latter of some sort?=The rest of us ordered proper meals.&lt;br /&gt;Xavier talked and talked and kept putting down his fork that his Carbonara spaghetti became so dry; so in the end, he left like half of it on the plate.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT A WASTE OF MONEY LAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked about everything under the sun.&lt;br /&gt;From O Levels to &lt;em&gt;gays&lt;/em&gt; in Xavier and Yen Shan's school (cannot say which due to viewership discretion) to those teachers in all our schools to the MOE system to CCAs to Me gabbing about the horrible 'emphasis' on I&amp;E to&lt;em&gt; gays&lt;/em&gt; again.&lt;br /&gt;Okay there was a lot more.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we decided to watch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;'AeonFlux'&lt;/span&gt; at PS, 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;Took the MRT to Dhoby Gaut.&lt;br /&gt;Bade farewell to Yen Shan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we just emerged from the escalator to that long travelator usually seen in Changi Airport, there was this old man who came up behind Joyce and Li Hui. He said this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;'Aiyo xiao jie bu ke yi zou kuai yi dian!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(can't you girls walk faster!)&lt;br /&gt;At first, we were rather miffed by his rudeness.&lt;br /&gt;Then we approached the travelator but didn't walk across THAT.&lt;br /&gt;We walked normally instead and deliberately walked faster than that man who was sorta trapped at the cramped travelator.&lt;br /&gt;Then we all started laughing because we were faster than him in the end.&lt;br /&gt;He was even IN BETWEEN us on the escalator up to PS.&lt;br /&gt;Xavier, Hock Khang and I were above; then the old man; behind him were Jing Zhong, Li Hui and Joyce.&lt;br /&gt;The three of us above looked at each other and continued laughing all the way up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went up the 7th floor to get our tickets.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Zaiton there.&lt;br /&gt;Then we were to explore the comic/manga/anime shop on the 6th floor.&lt;br /&gt;Sian.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't see much of anything there.&lt;br /&gt;Only the posters were nice.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT!&lt;br /&gt;Use to decorate the walls, floors and ceiling in my room at Palmerston House.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA Ting Xuan will kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Music Junction there.&lt;br /&gt;We were greeted by Liu Han Ya's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Hong Dou'&lt;/span&gt; song.&lt;br /&gt;That annoying song with the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;'hong dou/da hong dou/yu tou/zhua zhua zhua/zhua zhua zhua!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was another annoying song but can't remember the title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later we proceeded to the theatre.&lt;br /&gt;We bought the popcorn combo but returned the two free water bottles Xavier rejected.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show was okay.&lt;br /&gt;I hadn't read the synopsis before so I didn't know what the movie was about.&lt;br /&gt;I only knew Charlize Theron was playing the title character as a trained assassin.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, ASSASSIN right...KILL people as missions lor!&lt;br /&gt;the introduction was okay.&lt;br /&gt;then came the cloning nonsense and the ending was so abrupt.&lt;br /&gt;so that airship exploded and crashed into that wall, allowing the 5 million survivors of Bregna see the outside nature for once?&lt;br /&gt;Kinda reminds me of 'The Island' although I didn't watch it before.&lt;br /&gt;Similarities - couples (Aeon &amp; Trevor in 'AeonFlux', Jordan &amp;amp; Clinton in 'The Island'), nature (what's outside the WALLs, the ISLAND lah), cloning (resurrect people from the DNA, clones to replace the actual counterparts in reality) and youngwoman/oldman combo (Theron &amp; someolddude, Johannsen &amp;amp; McGregor).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, I had to go get a present for Weena.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry girl, didn't remember until I was at PS then.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the basement Action City to find something.&lt;br /&gt;Saw a Hitsugaya card! But Matsumoto spoilt it with her excessively-endowed chest=(&lt;br /&gt;Then a baseball keychain! So cute but I didn't buy it in the end.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I was supposed to be on a 'get a birthday present' mission mah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hock Khang had fun attaching the girl-girl and guy-guy figurines which were originally girl-guy.&lt;br /&gt;But they couldn't really attract due to the magnet magnetism I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;And Joyce said that in the end, the guys can only remain as best friends, not a COUPLE.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Siew Hoon and Audrey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to this place called Hula&amp;amp;Co.&lt;br /&gt;Also nothing there.&lt;br /&gt;Okay so went to &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;77th Street&lt;/span&gt; in the end.&lt;br /&gt;Got something there for her=)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Xavier who suggested 'Aiya get &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;GLAM&lt;/span&gt; for her lor!' and pointed at something.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to take these tiny photos labelled as 'neoprints'.&lt;br /&gt;Can tell you first all 6 of us were 'neoprint' virgins.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I was never the 'pressing the selection' nor the 'decorator'.&lt;br /&gt;When the machine started, I picked up this &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;black&lt;/strong&gt; pen there with a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; button on top.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't understand a single shit of the japanese instructions and stupidly used that pen with the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; button and pressed it against the screen.&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING HAPPENED LAH!&lt;br /&gt;Then I pressed the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; button.&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING HAPPENED LAH!&lt;br /&gt;Then I used my finger to press.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How stupid can get I sia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We weren't prepared for the first picture so it turned out like &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;shit&lt;/span&gt;, with only 4 people in the picture and me looking at the other direction.&lt;br /&gt;So took again.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't find much poses to do anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we couldn't find where to decorate the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;We went to the front area but it wasn't the one despite the screen displaying the name of the machine which is identical to the one we just took the pictures in.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to the back.&lt;br /&gt;FOUND IT.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know how to decorate to save my life so anyhow *toot* here and *toot* there.&lt;br /&gt;As in use that pen and press here and there.&lt;br /&gt;=Joyce did 3.&lt;br /&gt;I only did 1!&lt;br /&gt;HOW PATHETIC CAN I GET?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later, we couldn't find the slot where the pictures come out.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Okay then Joyce borrowed a green pair of scissors, which matched her top, from the Action City people to cut the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;I got 3 big ones.&lt;br /&gt;Nice~!&lt;br /&gt;Too bad Yen Shan wasn't in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to load 'em up later~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went separate ways.&lt;br /&gt;I took the NEL with Jing Zhong.&lt;br /&gt;He stopped at the Potong Pasir station.&lt;br /&gt;I took till Serangoon and my mother and brother fetched me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school and collected the cards from Timo.&lt;br /&gt;He also put the canned paints.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm arriving later tomorrow some more.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Jia lat the members signed the cards in ballpoint and highlighter.&lt;br /&gt;They won't last on these textured paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home.&lt;br /&gt;Ate dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Then attempted to go Weena's place to pass her the present but she wasn't at home.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe went out for celebratory dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Then Vicki wasn't home either.&lt;br /&gt;Sad case.&lt;br /&gt;Wasted trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home again.&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;'Edward Scissorhands'&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Nice movie. Johnny Depp rocks!&lt;br /&gt;And I do think Winona Ryder was beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno about now.&lt;br /&gt;That movie was made in 1990 after all.&lt;br /&gt;I was 1 year old.&lt;br /&gt;Lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, anticipating tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't gotten proper winter clothes for the Shanghai/Seoul trip.&lt;br /&gt;Soon soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna apologize to Li Hua and Xin Ni for turning up today to hear them sing specially for me.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;Nvm. Sing it for me at the airport.&lt;br /&gt;Tanoshii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better finish this entry but the internet disconnects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodle-oo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-113388400779833398?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113388400779833398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113388400779833398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/12/today-was-blast-despite-short-meeting.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-113388684348351886</id><published>2005-12-06T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T08:41:30.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Games Day 2005 photos (Paul &amp; Shan Chun)</title><content type='html'>The photos from Paul &amp; Shan Chun's station at Youth Park.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d90/ching_chan/IMG_0598.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason! Has he grown so much taller already?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d90/ching_chan/IMG_0597.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xue Nan the Da Mei Nu! They look like long-lost siblings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d90/ching_chan/IMG_0596.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiona &amp;amp; 2 strapping dudes. Is her smile frozen or is she just too stunned at her good fortune?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d90/ching_chan/IMG_0595.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel and his, erm, older sister?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d90/ching_chan/IMG_0594.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny and WAX! Does the girl look familiar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d90/ching_chan/IMG_0593.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia Ying, Renee and a Raffles guy who looks as though he wants to give the photographer a beating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d90/ching_chan/IMG_0592.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not quite well-taken. But if you compare to the first photo, is Jason really SO tall? Or is it just Rachel being dwarfed by the tall HwaChong guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d90/ching_chan/IMG_0591.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua! And a very spontaneous partner for the picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d90/ching_chan/IMG_0590.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chek Ying's cute smile just melts the film in the camera, doesn't it? The caucasian dude agrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d90/ching_chan/IMG_0589.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pei Lin...does the guy look familiar? The one who looks as though he wishes to beat the photographer up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d90/ching_chan/IMG_0587.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait wait! I'm not ready yet!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d90/ching_chan/IMG_0588.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulric! Does the girl look familiar again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d90/ching_chan/IMG_0586.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The HwaChong student is all smiles...with a grumpy Yan Yu next to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d90/ching_chan/IMG_0585.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A funky lady, a always-charming Melvin...&amp; a very sporting Timothy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d90/ching_chan/IMG_0584.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hui Yun's eyes are saying 'Omg...can't believe I'm taking this photo'; Lisa is all smiles; a sporting elderly man who looks like Lisa's long-lost uncle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Chun)'/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-113378984807491061</id><published>2005-12-05T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T05:37:28.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d90/ching_chan/band/038-syf05groupphoto.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Testing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-113378984807491061?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;The band was performing there apparently and I actually stayed for the entire performance.&lt;br /&gt;Saw ALAN!&lt;br /&gt;Omg the sight of him took away my fatigue.&lt;br /&gt;Haha diao~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today.&lt;br /&gt;Let's see.&lt;br /&gt;Meeting.&lt;br /&gt;Paul finally made it to my place for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;Needed to get someone to accompany him.&lt;br /&gt;Called quite a few people who were, uh, seduced by Paul &lt;em&gt;unsuccessfully&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then forgot to wrap the prizes!&lt;br /&gt;argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then in the afternoon went for SSW practice again.&lt;br /&gt;wenqin, a zhss alumna, came, which provided substance for the songs with his drumming.&lt;br /&gt;played a new song today.&lt;br /&gt;wasn't thrilled by it.&lt;br /&gt;think I am tone-deaf...can't &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;differentiate &lt;/span&gt;the notes that I was playing...&lt;br /&gt;How horrible is that?!&lt;br /&gt;argh!&lt;br /&gt;took the horn back to practise since won't be going for the next two practices=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;no horn player.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;buahahaha~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to &lt;strong&gt;Crystal Jade Golden Palace&lt;/strong&gt; for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;chalked up quite a bill.&lt;br /&gt;I shan't mention it here but my current nick at 2215 should tell u succintly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Games Day.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it will be a good turnout.&lt;br /&gt;We worked hard for this, hor Sec4s?&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get those photos printing.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh I only have until tonight!&lt;br /&gt;CANNOT SLEEP LIAO!&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;And I have to wake at &lt;strong&gt;7am&lt;/strong&gt; tomorrow some more!&lt;br /&gt;argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was the third 'argh!'&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-113353029811370084</id><published>2005-12-02T05:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T05:31:38.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello!&lt;br /&gt;i just do not know why there isn't the time and date thing below.&lt;br /&gt;so if the time turns out weird, blame the current blogger system.&lt;br /&gt;thanks~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today was rather fun.&lt;br /&gt;some of the 3F'98 people came over.&lt;br /&gt;actually, it was more of a gathering of the mothers rather than the 'kids'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joanne liew, zhongwei, dawn, lynette lee, wenkai and liyi came.&lt;br /&gt;zhongwei entertained us with his absolute know-everything gabbing.&lt;br /&gt;rather informative as well.&lt;br /&gt;-amazed-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went kbox.&lt;br /&gt;this time entertained by my brother.&lt;br /&gt;then went for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home.&lt;br /&gt;chilled around and they left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realized that my friends now talk more to my brother than I.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps I just can't break the ice as well as he does.&lt;br /&gt;the two younger brothers, leonard and ivan, are certainly attached to him in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very tired cos I only slept like 4 hours last night.&lt;br /&gt;very short entry.&lt;br /&gt;dunno when I will be bothered to type a longer one in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still gotta prepare the stuff for the game stations and miss loo's present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;tired tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-113353029811370084?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/feeds/113353029811370084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8638115&amp;postID=113353029811370084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113353029811370084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113353029811370084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/12/hello-i-just-do-not-know-why-there.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-113326655742474332</id><published>2005-11-29T04:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T04:18:21.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For some reason or another, my own blog cannot load.&lt;br /&gt;As in, well, HALF of it loads, while the &lt;em&gt;other&lt;/em&gt; doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;that &lt;em&gt;other&lt;/em&gt; half is the tagboard, links, my profile etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's only for my computer?&lt;br /&gt;It's really weird cos the other blogs I visit can fully load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHHHH!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;fudge cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wore a cap to school and during school today not because I wanted to look cool lah, Pei Lin.&lt;br /&gt;My freakin' hair is dyed and despite the non-obvious colour some claimed, it's VERY obvious to teachers and I was wearing the SCHOOL UNIFORM.&lt;br /&gt;Somemore got p6 kiddies visiting the school so have to pretend lor.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why they even bothered to come visit.&lt;br /&gt;Overheard that there were &lt;strong&gt;11&lt;/strong&gt; who applied through DSA.&lt;br /&gt;=O&lt;br /&gt;WHO WOULD WANNA COME TO THAT SCHOOL?!&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;kk nvm perhaps when a new batch, erm, enter next year, life may be better.&lt;br /&gt;who knows right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For unofficial reasons,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GAMES DAY 2005.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th December, Monday.&lt;br /&gt;0930&lt;br /&gt;Meeting place: Serangoon Central Bus Interchange Rooftop Carpark&lt;br /&gt;General Location: ORCHARD&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to seeing everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-113309820542751100</id><published>2005-11-27T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T05:30:08.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up late as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Then ate &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Sarawak Laksa&lt;/span&gt; for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IT'S GOOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The taste is, in my opinion, much nicer than the local laksa, or perhaps it's the way my mother cooks it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then watched &lt;strong&gt;Sister Act 2&lt;/strong&gt; on Channel 58, Starmovies.&lt;br /&gt;I love to watch that show sia, even though I've watched it like 3 times already this month.&lt;br /&gt;I love Whoopi &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Gold&lt;/span&gt;berg=)&lt;br /&gt;Then the choir singing the songs, even though I don't dig this genre but the choir made it very pleasing to the ear and vision.&lt;br /&gt;Uh as in their enthusiasm in singing which made the audience engrossed as well=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went Potong Pasir CC for the SSW practice.&lt;br /&gt;I played &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;French Horn&lt;/span&gt; today, even though Mr. Goh smsed me that I playing trumpet instead.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway there were 3 trumpeters there, who seemed alot seasoned than I was anyway.&lt;br /&gt;The fella' playing 1st trumpet is in NS as he applied for early enlistment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practice was fun!&lt;br /&gt;Mostly influenced by the fact that I was playing a different instrument this time around.&lt;br /&gt;And 'Horn, play this part...' etc etc was rare.&lt;br /&gt;Hah uh not that I bhb in playing fantastically but my part wasn't that significant=D&lt;br /&gt;And I told Jacko, I almost wanted to play that rhythmic intro of &lt;strong&gt;ABBA GOLD&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dancing queen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is my favourite segment=)&lt;br /&gt;The rest sian sian de but it's whole new experience for me to sight-read a different score though with the same treble clef and different fingering.&lt;br /&gt;Fun!=)&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; it!&lt;br /&gt;And for the first time, I'm so looking forward to the next practice!&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to Mc's for dinner (shit damn guilty about it)&lt;br /&gt;I didn't order any burger with cheese in it.&lt;br /&gt;Not I didn't get McChicken either.&lt;br /&gt;Uh nvm.&lt;br /&gt;No more carbonated drinks for me liao.&lt;br /&gt;TSKTSK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came home.&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;Here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This coming week's gonna be pretty busy.&lt;br /&gt;And I really wanna get my &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;haircut&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-113309820542751100?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113309820542751100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113309820542751100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/11/woke-up-late-as-usual.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-113274918467194274</id><published>2005-11-23T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T04:33:04.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't been rotting much.&lt;br /&gt;Haven't touched the comp until tonight.&lt;br /&gt;What an &lt;strong&gt;achievement&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Electone scores are all strewn &lt;em&gt;tidily&lt;/em&gt; behind me.&lt;br /&gt;Yes TIDY okay.&lt;br /&gt;It's just that there are too many from Grade 7 to Grade 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes I'm still keeping those I've already past since sec1&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But there're freakin' many which are &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;missing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;those I took for my recent Grade 6 examination are all missing.&lt;br /&gt;those I photocopied from WindOrchestra Grade 7-6 are also all missing.&lt;br /&gt;My mother suggested re-printing.&lt;br /&gt;Disadvantages:&lt;br /&gt;- Waste printer&lt;strong&gt; ink&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Waste paper&lt;br /&gt;- I'm not gonna use 'em again often anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I WANT THEM BACK LAHH!&lt;br /&gt;Not complete w/o those scores.&lt;br /&gt;So far done most of 'em except those excess/loose pages and piano scores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And can you believe it that's only Task 1.&lt;br /&gt;I've still got how many to go?&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother to count.&lt;br /&gt;It'll definitely not be done by this Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been rotting quite badly in the evenings so I actually bothered to catch &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tong Xin Yuan 2&lt;/span&gt; which has got to be the most ridiculous drama which absolutely contradicts the title.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it bad enough that we had &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;'Xi Lin Men'&lt;/span&gt; 1 and 2 previously? and what was it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;FISH AND CHIPS&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And the storyline is so freakin' similar.&lt;br /&gt;And I can be sure that was nothing to be &lt;strong&gt;doubly happy&lt;/strong&gt; about.&lt;br /&gt;Good food, sell well, children/family members want part of the inheritance, competition, family ties strained.&lt;br /&gt;Just that this &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;fishball&lt;/span&gt; saga doesn't include parent-children relation problems.&lt;br /&gt;So far, the latest episode of the &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;fishball&lt;/span&gt; show shows Jiang Ling being killed accidentally by the fake Zhou guy and he makes the senile Tian-jie the scapegoat.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that's it.&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why I'm already typing that out.&lt;br /&gt;blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the PAE.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno why I even bothered to go in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;All the info was irrelevant, to me that is.&lt;br /&gt;Only relevant things were the LC, CCA cert and Testimonial.&lt;br /&gt;That's it.&lt;br /&gt;I was one of the later ones and most of the sec4/5s were already gathered in the auditorium.&lt;br /&gt;Before I entered, I saw a bunch of sec4s coming out and going to the hall.&lt;br /&gt;I thought we had to go to the hall but it couldn't be since the rest were still in the audi.&lt;br /&gt;So I went in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I climbed the steps and Tingxuan and Colleen were being called down by Mdm Lau.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I will kena also then I realized it's about the whole hair-dyeing business.&lt;br /&gt;Yes tx and coll did.&lt;br /&gt;There were plenty others who were called out to spray their hair &lt;strong&gt;black&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Temporary I guess but rather lame cos they can wash it all off easily later on anyway.&lt;br /&gt;The guys in my class especially, despite the small population of males but 50% had dyed their 'tresses'.&lt;br /&gt;amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should dye &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;green &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;sia, to match the school.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right since we have already left anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Tan HP also announced that the O level results will be released much earlier than this year's, which means there is a chance that I'll be able to collect the results myself, which I dread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO BORED LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least tomorrow I'll be able to get out of the house/.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Friday too.&lt;br /&gt;And Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;And Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dohx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like changing this blog.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah because now I think the URL is rather silly.&lt;br /&gt;shan't elaborate and it might be better to start a 'new life' when I get to Melbourne next year.&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions for a the URL address?&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no 'naima' and no 'mother' and no 'da ma' please&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta clear this mess behind me soon...&lt;br /&gt;Tonight perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;OH NO!&lt;br /&gt;PROCRASTINATION!&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been abstaining from anime since last week.&lt;br /&gt;And no it's because that I have changed for the better, which is not true cos &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;anime is good&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It's because I CAN'T DOWNLOAD THE FREAKIN' SHOWS LAH!&lt;br /&gt;Okay no wonder my life has been feeling rather empty nowadays and I feel so frustrated and barge into my mother's room and grab the remote control.&lt;br /&gt;The air-conditioner in the family room is down (once again) so I don't enjoy watching television there.&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt I'd be going for any of the &lt;strong&gt;Zwinds&lt;/strong&gt;' performances until next year.&lt;br /&gt;Bleah. All the same songs and I'm getting kinda bored. Sorry ah don't blame me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Time&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;change &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-113274918467194274?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113274918467194274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113274918467194274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-havent-been-rotting-much.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-113256252286115775</id><published>2005-11-21T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T00:42:02.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I plan to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Organize all my Electone scores.&lt;br /&gt;2. Organize all my storybooks and textbooks.&lt;br /&gt;3. Throw out all&lt;strong&gt; unnecessary&lt;/strong&gt; worksheets.&lt;br /&gt;4. Organize all those objects and stuff in my cupboard showcase and wooden &lt;strong&gt;bookcases&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;5. Clean the computer and Electone.&lt;br /&gt;6. Organize all my bags.&lt;br /&gt;7. Organize all the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;8. Re-organize the bulletin board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inclusive of Bedroom &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; Studyroom.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Deadline&lt;/span&gt;: 25th Novemeber, Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additional projects:&lt;br /&gt;1. BGD on 3rd December.&lt;br /&gt;2. Pick up a new language.&lt;br /&gt;3. Pick up a new instrument.&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Regi&lt;/strong&gt;'s birthday on 9th December. &lt;em&gt;(can't believe I posted this)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Dye my hair &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; in one go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-113256252286115775?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113256252286115775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113256252286115775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-plan-to-1.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-113240323560549753</id><published>2005-11-19T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T04:28:30.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So the O's are over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-113240323560549753?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113240323560549753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113240323560549753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/11/so-os-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-113214230639639594</id><published>2005-11-16T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T03:58:26.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So far the O's has been unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;It's not good to predict anyway or you may fall short of your expectations of the subject/paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O's ending in two days.&lt;br /&gt;I realized I simply chiong-ed everything I knew in 2 years in 2 days or less.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;A very good example is A Maths.&lt;br /&gt;Another is Geography.&lt;br /&gt;All studied within a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;Geography was in half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;Tootsie me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno why I blogging now.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's physics was kinda difficult.&lt;br /&gt;Compared with the practical, it's kinda difficult for most people to get distinction liao.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;Or as from what I think lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Regi told me about Jerald's answer to &lt;em&gt;'define wavefront'&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Guess?&lt;br /&gt;No prizes.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;It's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'the front of a wave'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Wah tell u arh the cambridge markers confirm peng.&lt;br /&gt;And if Mrs Ngiam ever finds out, erm...&lt;br /&gt;nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;No Graduation Night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;No Prom Night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;No Graduation Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;No Leaving Certificates &amp; Testimonials!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can the teachers discuss &lt;strong&gt;this&lt;/strong&gt; with us right after our paper when we have another the next day?&lt;br /&gt;You think we'd be interested to care about &lt;strong&gt;this&lt;/strong&gt; kinda function or our all-impt examations you all teachers always stress about?&lt;br /&gt;So chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't find bad enough words to describe them.&lt;br /&gt;Considering their status and issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two more days.&lt;br /&gt;Oh I just typed that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&amp;M coming.&lt;br /&gt;Then Harry Potter.&lt;br /&gt;I think the 3rd movie really sucked.&lt;br /&gt;The 4th doesn't have Quidditch World Cup.&lt;br /&gt;Screw you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then got plenty of &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;band&lt;/span&gt; coming my way!&lt;br /&gt;Oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUSIC! HERE I COME!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;postnote: siewting, i won't answer your call. haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-113214230639639594?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113214230639639594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113214230639639594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/11/so-far-os-has-been-unpredictable.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-113171231847954515</id><published>2005-11-11T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T04:31:58.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>E Maths was sucha bummer!&lt;br /&gt;Nothing on transformations, loci/constructions and cumulative frequency came out!&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I didn't use any graph paper.&lt;br /&gt;I did question 11 for Section B - the vectors.&lt;br /&gt;All I did was press the calculator over and over to check the answers.&lt;br /&gt;So sickening.&lt;br /&gt;And there was this qn on drawing a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dot diagram&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;like what in the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;blazes&lt;/span&gt; is that?!?!&lt;br /&gt;But Shi Hua's answer similar to mine and she says it's correct...&lt;br /&gt;So hopefully at least get &lt;em&gt;one&lt;/em&gt; mark out of two for mine.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literature was another bummer.&lt;br /&gt;I stared at the &lt;strong&gt;TGIS&lt;/strong&gt; question for 5 minutes before realizing that I haven't written anything.&lt;br /&gt;Then scribble some nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;Clearly I didn't use anything Miss Ow taught in the essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unseen&lt;/strong&gt; was fun!&lt;br /&gt;The Wellington bomber plane and all that.&lt;br /&gt;Analyzing the captain.&lt;br /&gt;And how the writer made the predicament &lt;em&gt;vivid&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;exciting&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I was having so much fun writing for &lt;strong&gt;unseen&lt;/strong&gt; that I was quite sad that I had to stop.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's still another Lit paper to go on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this girl at J8 who was wearing this super-duper mini skirt which barely covered her ass.&lt;br /&gt;I doubt she was wearing any undergarments, seeing that she was wearing a tube top which was nearly 5 times the length of her skirt.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;Though it's not for me to judge, she does have big thighs=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't d/l &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Blood+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 5.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't be anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHH.&lt;br /&gt;One more darn week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fiona&lt;/span&gt; for not being able to attend the&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; POP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Congrats to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Stacy&lt;/span&gt; for being the student of the term 4!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-113171231847954515?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113171231847954515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113171231847954515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/11/e-maths-was-sucha-bummer-nothing-on.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-113151354958758837</id><published>2005-11-09T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T21:19:09.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was such a headcase on Monday, yesterday and today.&lt;br /&gt;I shouted.&lt;br /&gt;I screamed.&lt;br /&gt;I yelled.&lt;br /&gt;I cried.&lt;br /&gt;I bled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uh no I didn't cut my wrists=/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4 fucking &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nosebleeds&lt;/span&gt; in one afternoon is not some simply matter okay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;perhaps one of the rare cases ever to happen during O's huh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were there for me throughout and I was/am extremely touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends, those who consoled me on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;I thank you all although my condition got worse at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried harder.&lt;br /&gt;My mother couldn't help much except to bring me to doctor.&lt;br /&gt;My brother was angry with MOE and my school about it.&lt;br /&gt;My father got his contacts to help contact the principal about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But alas, till now, the big P is lazy and refuses to answer calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father is great.&lt;br /&gt;He is persistent and told me not worry about this.&lt;br /&gt;He says he will get to the bottom of it no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;He just wants me to concentrate on the examinations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He even got tickets to watch Harry Potter next Satuday already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great father isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my mother keeps rubbing salt onto my wounds on Monday, particularly about my father.&lt;br /&gt;And I nearly broke down when I talked to him on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;I shan't elaborate on that here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful to her even though she couldn't solve it for me in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a parasite I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta pull myself together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;postnote: so how many times did I break down?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;postnote: 2 months to my 17th birthday=P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-113151354958758837?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113151354958758837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113151354958758837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-was-such-headcase-on-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-113135579087508460</id><published>2005-11-07T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T01:29:50.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been to the doctor and back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ZHSS *censored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MOE *censored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHAT A FUCKED UP AFTERNOON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKED UP O LEVELS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pardon the fucks.&lt;br /&gt;if you don't feel like, then you are a fucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* - I don't wish to be arrested for slander although &lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;is&lt;/strong&gt; actually pretty much the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;postnote: thana u suck&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-113135579087508460?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113135579087508460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113135579087508460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/11/been-to-doctor-and-back.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-113127347384157968</id><published>2005-11-06T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T02:37:53.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It's Morphin' Time~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;postnote: why does the 'Secret Recipe' outlet at Plaza Singapura have 15 staff members while less than half does work?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Happy Birthday Timo Yeo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-113127347384157968?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113127347384157968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113127347384157968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/11/its-morphin-time-postnote-why-does.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-113109215184649923</id><published>2005-11-04T16:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T00:15:51.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The theme: From Crown colony to Independent nation&lt;br /&gt;The chapter: 2 - Merger/Separation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly not that boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hadn't read it through since Semester 1 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to read it now for Monday's examination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was quite &lt;em&gt;fascinating&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;easier &lt;/em&gt;to contain all the facts in than the other chapters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much &lt;strong&gt;chronology&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's one reason why I never wanted to take History (elective) but SS is a must-must.&lt;br /&gt;so too bad.&lt;br /&gt;anyway it'd be over in 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-113109215184649923?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113109215184649923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113109215184649923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/11/theme-from-crown-colony-to-independent.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-113082794981808643</id><published>2005-11-01T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T22:52:29.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Holiday!&lt;br /&gt;Oops sounds wrong saying this at this time, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother booked a trip to Hokkaido in January!&lt;br /&gt;NO PAE!&lt;br /&gt;NO SCHOOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I'd be celebrating my &lt;strong&gt;17th&lt;/strong&gt; Birthday there.&lt;br /&gt;Aw...I was so against the idea but my mother wanted to use the travel voucher my father won from a company lucky draw...&lt;br /&gt;And that the December trips were too tight and the voucher is due 7 Jan2006.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;We're leaving on 7 January 2006.&lt;br /&gt;But but! Fiona would be organizing my Surprise Party right???&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sort of sucks to be Singapore PRs.&lt;br /&gt;Have to apply for Visas and all that.&lt;br /&gt;As if Malaysians are all not trustworthy or something.&lt;br /&gt;I've been living in Singapore for nearly all my life already.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad others don't recognize how Singaporean-ish I can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've officially stopped my Electone lessons.&lt;br /&gt;Last one was yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;So that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I intend to memorize all my 'spotted' themes for SS today.&lt;br /&gt;And to garner all the physics questions for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;And chemistry I supppose...although I seriously no more mood for chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be over soon.&lt;br /&gt;Another 17 days.&lt;br /&gt;Time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;4E2'o5 All Right~!&lt;/span&gt; shall always be remembered in Zhonghua Sec.&lt;br /&gt;A legendary class.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-113082794981808643?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113082794981808643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113082794981808643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/11/holiday-oops-sounds-wrong-saying-this.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-113059785751561295</id><published>2005-10-29T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T07:58:37.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I forgot to blog about this.&lt;br /&gt;Even though I was intrigued by it=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the Taiwan news earlier.&lt;br /&gt;There was a report about a suicide case in *&lt;em&gt;dunno what country&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It was apparently during a &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt; period and scary decorations were up.&lt;br /&gt;So there was this girl who committed suicide by hanging herself on a tree.&lt;br /&gt;People thought that &lt;em&gt;IT&lt;/em&gt; was a &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt; decoration and didn't realize that it was in fact a real corpse.&lt;br /&gt;Only 16 hours later did they realize that it was indeed someone who hung herself.&lt;br /&gt;Must have been rather freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt; is a rather scary occasion.&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, lucky it is not celebrated in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;We already have &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hungry Ghost Festival&lt;/span&gt; to last a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-113059785751561295?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113059785751561295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113059785751561295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-forgot-to-blog-about-this.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-113059731896345478</id><published>2005-10-29T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T07:48:39.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No introduction.&lt;br /&gt;Sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2nd uncle's family came to fetch my grandma to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;They going Kuching and my dad is going tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;My mom is staying so that I won't waylay.=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousins are mad about Naruto.&lt;br /&gt;But not as mad as I am.&lt;br /&gt;They don't understand the plot and all that.&lt;br /&gt;They only appreciate the fighting scenes.&lt;br /&gt;One 12-year-old, one 10-year-old and one 8-year-old.&lt;br /&gt;As in the cousins, so cannot expect much=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they only watched until 16.18 of Episode 157 and they had to leave.&lt;br /&gt;I also left for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Open House seemed pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;Hardly any visitors.&lt;br /&gt;Mainly Zhonghuarians around cheering for the performances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy the band took nearly an hour to tune.&lt;br /&gt;Sian=/&lt;br /&gt;Uh can't remember how many songs they played but the 9 cornet players are either being lazy or &lt;em&gt;bo lat&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Yes 9.&lt;br /&gt;Hai.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;Betsy had to keep patting my back&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't visit Li Yan in the end.&lt;br /&gt;gomen.&lt;br /&gt;Don't dare to risk my mother's warth again.&lt;br /&gt;Already took a risk for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which.&lt;br /&gt;I realize my handphone is rather durable.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno how many times I've dropped it, thrown it, tossed it etc.&lt;br /&gt;And it's still intact.&lt;br /&gt;Well, the covering might have come off from the frequent falls but the functions are still fine.&lt;br /&gt;Weird.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't it just get spoilt?!&lt;br /&gt;And to compensate for that, idiots have to keep calling my phone asking for various people.&lt;br /&gt;No offence or anything, but the callers were Indians or Malays.&lt;br /&gt;Call wrong numbers or claimed the phone belongs to them and I stole it.&lt;br /&gt;LIKE WTF.&lt;br /&gt;My father bought the phone from HONGKONG lehs!&lt;br /&gt;And the person claimed that he/she lost it at Compass Point toilet.&lt;br /&gt;What the dick, I have never stepped foot into Compass Point toilet my whole life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;A couple of days ago, my mother,as usual, insulted me when I was 2 hours late.&lt;br /&gt;as in it was after Phy practical and she assumed that I should be out by 1330 which was impossible since the quarantine period stretched to 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;The details of the 2 hours are unimportant now.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, she yelled and insulted and criticized me just about anything from Australia to band to my father being sick my fault.&lt;br /&gt;I got so pissed that I threw my phone down on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;HARD.&lt;br /&gt;And it didn't spoil?&lt;br /&gt;Darn.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I seem to treat it very lightly huh.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, think all you want=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting kinda sleepy now.&lt;br /&gt;I sleep too much.&lt;br /&gt;No study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ughh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;postnote: jacqueline you rock~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-113059731896345478?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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second-hand textbooks for next year's studies, please drop a line here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is out to Secondary 2 Express students who are going onto Secondary 3 Express next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books available include Chemistry, Physics, Additional Mathematics, Elementary Mathematics, English Language, Geography (elective) and Social Studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Applications will be considered at owner's discretion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The owner is sad to announce that applications only commence after 18th November 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for bothering to read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-113050736431409830?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113050736431409830'/><link rel='self' 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wasn't required.&lt;br /&gt;I realized that the others all brought it.&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't the previous invigilator for the Chemistry practical tell me?!&lt;br /&gt;-no reason-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, today's lady invigilator stared at me.&lt;br /&gt;Sickening.&lt;br /&gt;-no reason-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was nice though; incidentally giving us extra time for both experiments, although she didn't give the time for the changeover.&lt;br /&gt;-no reason-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quarantine was until 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;-don't feel like giving reason-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like blogging about the rest of today.&lt;br /&gt;Even Naruto episode 157 can't really cheer me up now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;postnote: thanks Regi.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-113040452303494626?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113040452303494626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113040452303494626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/10/there-are-no-reasons-today.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-113022631248162090</id><published>2005-10-25T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T00:45:12.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;fire&lt;/span&gt; 'sprayed' on my face yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask questions=)&lt;br /&gt;Just in case if you had seen me today or tomorrow (=/) or Thursday, and you were appalled by the numerous &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; dots dispersed all over my face.&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zinc or Aluminium.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I didn't get either.&lt;br /&gt;I got the results for Zinc but wrote Alumnium instead.&lt;br /&gt;Lame right?&lt;br /&gt;Many got Zinc and Elim says it's Aluminium.&lt;br /&gt;Scary huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally hated it when the invigilator kept staring at me, as if I doing something wrong during the experiment.&lt;br /&gt;It's sickening and I'd HATe it more if the same thing happens for Physics prac.&lt;br /&gt;I think I will personally tell the invigilator to stop staring at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time passed faster today, as compared to Prelims practicals where most of us were fooling around.&lt;br /&gt;This time, less fooling around I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T tolerate the noise in the auditorium&lt;br /&gt;Oh geez, practical is over so continue with life can?!&lt;br /&gt;Can gossip about other stuff later on?&lt;br /&gt;ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Tobias announced about the the Graduation Night nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;Have to pay $20 or $30, can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;Then it is in place of Graduation Day.&lt;br /&gt;I would rather have Graduation Day and Prom.&lt;br /&gt;I honestly don't like the actual idea of the term Prom, but people use it so might as well.&lt;br /&gt;Yes the menu is atrocious as well.&lt;br /&gt;Andrew was saying they were gonna serve Chicken Rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Tobias said we can wear our most &lt;em&gt;fashionable clothes&lt;/em&gt; there.&lt;br /&gt;Um.&lt;br /&gt;Wear fashionable outfits to CC.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds wrong isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO.&lt;br /&gt;To the future batches.&lt;br /&gt;Don't get complacent just because previous batches had Prom Night.&lt;br /&gt;WE.&lt;br /&gt;the 2005 batch might just breark the 2-year tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23rd November 2005.&lt;br /&gt;Fascinating date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-113022631248162090?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113022631248162090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113022631248162090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-had-fire-sprayed-on-my-face.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-113005649554774604</id><published>2005-10-23T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T01:39:34.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Confined here now since my dear old mother wanna prevent me from watching tennis on television.&lt;br /&gt;Always saying, 'Can't you do anything to make us proud?'&lt;br /&gt;Uh later then can say can?&lt;br /&gt;She's expecting immediate results.&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;Let her be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open Day was okay.&lt;br /&gt;talked to the people from the Law and Arts faculties, although the latter wasn't very informative.&lt;br /&gt;COOL!&lt;br /&gt;I can take Law AND Creative Arts!&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to take that combination but I thought it wasn't offered.&lt;br /&gt;Ack that's a long-term goal.&lt;br /&gt;Is that something that can make you proud, my dear old mother? Especially the one with the big L?&lt;br /&gt;The associate prof from the Law faculty was pretty funny; looks like a walrus with his super long moustache.&lt;br /&gt;Think of Prof. Slughorn from Harry Potter 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I saw one of my NCO friends there.&lt;br /&gt;Doubt she recognizes me cos I had long hair back then.&lt;br /&gt;Ok I admit, I don't make a lasting impression on people.&lt;br /&gt;She was at the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Trinity College&lt;/span&gt; section with her mother.&lt;br /&gt;Wow!&lt;br /&gt;Sekali I meet her at Melbourne next year.&lt;br /&gt;nicee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate at this place called Tony Roma's.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I ordered the food otherwise there would be a lot of leftovers.&lt;br /&gt;No please it's not because I'm trying to emphasize my body size (-_-') or anything like that so I refuse to finish my food.&lt;br /&gt;My mother cannot eat red meat excessively cos of her cholestrol level.&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, in the absence of my father and brother, I have to eat more. DUH.&lt;br /&gt;I learnt my lesson back at Cafe Cartel in May - never order two sets when I'm eating alone with my mother.&lt;br /&gt;So ordered an appetizer and just one meal.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky can finish.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't eat dinner in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't do A Maths to save my life.&lt;br /&gt;Even the O level papers can kill me, thus the prelim papers are simply used to wrap &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;vegetables&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;A Maths is cool, seriously, but when you stumble upon a question where you seriously dunno how to do AT ALL (e.g. how to start to find the answer), it sort of sucks.&lt;br /&gt;On the negative side, you can lose up to 12 marks for that question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem pract. in 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;Then Phy is another 2 more days.&lt;br /&gt;Then practical is outta the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've seen my p.m. on MSN, you would know what impact it has on me and possibly other fans all over the world.&lt;br /&gt;NARUTO!!!&lt;br /&gt;The original story only returns to the anime after &lt;em&gt;27 &lt;/em&gt;more episodes!&lt;br /&gt;That means.&lt;br /&gt;Another&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt; 27 FILLERS&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;How sickening is that?!&lt;br /&gt;Although it's thankful that the show isn't postponed or any of the sort.&lt;br /&gt;At least there're still shows.&lt;br /&gt;But 27!&lt;br /&gt;That would be until June next year before the anime backtracks to the manga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blood+&lt;/strong&gt; is getting abit boring to me now.&lt;br /&gt;I dislike the company business, with the main character being created to do the company's bidding.&lt;br /&gt;think of the movie &lt;strong&gt;'Beyond the Clouds : The Promised Place'&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;That show seemed nice initially until the stuff about machinery, planes and infratructure have to be infused.&lt;br /&gt;Argh it becomse sort of verbose and annoying to fans like myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also watched a lame horror movie last night.&lt;br /&gt;It's called Uzumaki.&lt;br /&gt;No link to Naruto please.&lt;br /&gt;The show was derieved from a manga, so anyone who has read it, can you kindly tell me what is the ending supposed to be really like?&lt;br /&gt;Was everyone in the town annihilated by the curse of Uzumaki?&lt;br /&gt;Some scenes were rather disturbing dsepite not making sense.&lt;br /&gt;Like the woman who was afraid of Uzumaki and destroyed everything with a spiral, even her fingerprints and the cochlea in her ear, hence dying.&lt;br /&gt;Or the protagonist whose body was twisted and lengthened.&lt;br /&gt;Or the man who stuffed himself into a washing machine.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;Uzumaki is 'xuan wo' in chinese.&lt;br /&gt;Um, don't waste your time watching it.&lt;br /&gt;Lol=) which I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-113005649554774604?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113005649554774604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/113005649554774604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/10/confined-here-now-since-my-dear-old.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112989124652434777</id><published>2005-10-21T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T03:40:46.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Man I'm beat.&lt;br /&gt;Carrying a heavy bag from school to home is no joke.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not accustomed to it so please don't think that I'm just pretending to be sufffering from fatigue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took lotsa photos today, thanks to &lt;strong&gt;Colleen&lt;/strong&gt;'s trusty camera.&lt;br /&gt;Took with Mrs. Ngiam, Miss Yam, Miss M Chan, Mrs. Wong, Miss Loo, Miss Leow and funnily enough, Mr. Koh!&lt;br /&gt;haha he hid his cup of kopi behind my back while someone was helping us take the photo.&lt;br /&gt;Can see when &lt;strong&gt;Coll&lt;/strong&gt; uploads it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't say much about lessons today.&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chemistry&lt;/span&gt; was fun!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Miss Yam&lt;/span&gt; was really cheery today.&lt;br /&gt;She laughed so much and joked so much.&lt;br /&gt;Suggested tactics for us to cheat during the Chem prac. next week.&lt;br /&gt;Oops I shouldn't have mentioned that!&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;She also laughed when &lt;strong&gt;Tingxuan&lt;/strong&gt; was talking about the incident where Sylvonne had took home &lt;strong&gt;Tingxuan&lt;/strong&gt;'s chemistry papers and Sylvonne happened to be absent the following day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tingxuan&lt;/strong&gt; was afraid that &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Miss Yam&lt;/span&gt; was gonna scold but it was alright in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Miss Yam&lt;/span&gt; in sucha euphoric mood seems to lift up our spirits and encourage us to do well for her subject for her as well as for ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;Ya I just saying that from my perspective but I'm sure the others agree right?=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo-taking was rather, um, silly.&lt;br /&gt;Suppose to be at 1245.&lt;br /&gt;Beatrice was MIA and worried so much about the condition of her ponytail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Salah&lt;/em&gt; right? Late already still wanna make us wait longer to do her hair=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry &lt;strong&gt;Coll&lt;/strong&gt; that we didn't go Pizza Hut in the end.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow go 'kay?=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the band photos as well.&lt;br /&gt;Finally isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Joseph&lt;/span&gt; is totally beat-up and uh, the same shade as the benches of the study tables in the study corner.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno what happen to him sia, but he refused to take 58 to Bus Int to take 853 later.&lt;br /&gt;Guys' stubborn pride.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta save dignity I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of being under the sun.&lt;br /&gt;My last experience totally sucked although it's really last year.&lt;br /&gt;The next day I had &lt;em&gt;high&lt;/em&gt; fever.&lt;br /&gt;Man that was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;Worst was that I was in Bintan and had to remain cooped up in the room.&lt;br /&gt;I idled the time away by peeling away &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;sunburnt&lt;/span&gt; skin.&lt;br /&gt;Oh god that was hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The University of Melbourne Open Day is tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Like finally although Arts is not featured.&lt;br /&gt;Main highlight is &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Law&lt;/span&gt; I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother was telling that my father express interest in me to take &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Aviation&lt;/span&gt; and yes I told her, I knew that already since he accompanied me to Aussie College/Uni Open Day last Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Aviation&lt;/span&gt; is cool but it's just so not ME.&lt;br /&gt;I know my father wouldn't force me to take up something I don't want to but I also don't wish to disappoint him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Negatively, now it's like my mother wants me to do &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Law&lt;/span&gt; and my father, &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Aviation&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So if I do happen to take those in the future, which is only possible when I finish one degree and do the second in another univeristy, I would be almost, what 26 years old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be a lawyer who can fly planes.&lt;br /&gt;Or a pilot who is really a lawyer.&lt;br /&gt;corny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Aviation &lt;/span&gt;is perhaps mainly hands-on, with all the control and cockpit and all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Law&lt;/span&gt; is thinking and writing, thinking and writing, research and more writing.&lt;br /&gt;Both sounds horrifying isn't it?=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well that'll have to wait until I finish Trinity anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way.&lt;br /&gt;Sec4/5s having &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Graduation Night&lt;/span&gt; at Braddell Heights CC on 23rd November.&lt;br /&gt;$30 per pax&lt;br /&gt;Time is unconfirmed.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds fun, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*please sense my sarcasm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worse is that, it's compulsory because we would be getting our LCs and testimonials on that day.&lt;br /&gt;How sucky is that?!&lt;br /&gt;You go there to celebrate and get these two sheets of official paper to lug back home with.&lt;br /&gt;If you happen to misplace them, then it's &lt;strong&gt;Happy New Year&lt;/strong&gt; to you.&lt;br /&gt;And we happen to have PAE on that day as well.&lt;br /&gt;How coincidental.&lt;br /&gt;But for people like me, it's just sheer boring-ness already since PAE doesn't concern me and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Graduation Night&lt;/span&gt; is not a big hoo-ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes everyone unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;What's the point???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck for O's everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Gambatte!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;postnote: Blood+ 2 is out! Just 30 minutes more!=D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112989124652434777?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112989124652434777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112989124652434777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/10/man-im-beat.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112971266838860907</id><published>2005-10-19T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T02:04:28.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>That silly Regi asked me to update.&lt;br /&gt;Purpose: to slander people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the school compound was real quiet this morning.&lt;br /&gt;most of us rotted in class from  to 8.&lt;br /&gt;Most of us thought there was flag raising but no.&lt;br /&gt;The guys played counterstrike on Yu Ting's laptop.&lt;br /&gt;Our class is really suitable for SAJC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had English at 4E7.&lt;br /&gt;A class of 9.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Koh says he's transferring to another school next year.&lt;br /&gt;a neighbourhood school round Serangoon as well.&lt;br /&gt;Can guess which is it right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later was Physics.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Ngiam got so emo again.&lt;br /&gt;She was telling us that she was at Bugis with Miss Lam trying to find $1 presents for their respective form classes.&lt;br /&gt;Miss Lam got her class bags of crisps.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Ngiam got 4E1 something which cost $1.40 each.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;And she didn't buy anything for us.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, she gave us hand-made personalized bookmarks, with quotes and messages written by her, on scented paper.&lt;br /&gt;She got so teary-eyed and most of us wanted to cry also.&lt;br /&gt;We were all 'Mrs Ngiam don't cry lah...'&lt;br /&gt;We gave her a big thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Maths was boring.&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literature.&lt;br /&gt;Whole stack of prelim papers.&lt;br /&gt;Went through the unseen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every lesson, except English, ended 5 minutes before.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda weird.&lt;br /&gt;However, even Mr. Koh says it's a waste of time for us to come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regi, Tingxuan and I ponned E Maths.&lt;br /&gt;bad bad students.&lt;br /&gt;but plenty more left later.&lt;br /&gt;Colleen had photo-taking so she couldn't 'pon'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of photo-taking.&lt;br /&gt;Band's was postponed.&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like elaborating the details here.&lt;br /&gt;Too weary to talk about such issues any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh Regi..&lt;br /&gt;I dunno how to slander people here.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;The people in topic...difficult to put into words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about this girl, not Regi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She&lt;/em&gt; was absent again and wanted someone to help &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; keep stuff so that she can pass 'em to &lt;em&gt;HER.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The poor victim isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;We have learnt our lesson though.&lt;br /&gt;So we asked whether we NEED to keep the stuff for her, the teacher contemplated and said 'no'.&lt;br /&gt;That was shiok!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway she deserves since she doesn't even bother to pay attention, do her homework or even CARE about her grades, her teachers or her friends.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno about the friends part now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I getting kinda sleepy now.&lt;br /&gt;The weather is so nice...rainy and all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just remembered how to play 'To Zanarkand'!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA it's an old song yeah and the last time I really played it was...last year.&lt;br /&gt;So when I just tried to play, I realized I had forgotten everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I found this diskette with my brother's playing in it!&lt;br /&gt;Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;Then just learn the first chord then can remember everything else!&lt;br /&gt;Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tingxuan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha just feeling calling you=P&lt;br /&gt;My roomie next year!&lt;br /&gt;Whoopie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Creative arts&lt;/strong&gt; is just too tempting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112971266838860907?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112971266838860907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112971266838860907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/10/that-silly-regi-asked-me-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112961405483869640</id><published>2005-10-18T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T22:44:20.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A Maths this morning.&lt;br /&gt;I was so reluctant to get out of bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;I stood by myself behind the 4E2 tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lesson in 4T1 classroom.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't ask Ms Leow a single question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mathematics English is just not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Mc's with Regi, Colleen and Belinda.&lt;br /&gt;Took random pictures.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;Talked so much crap there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady at the counter was really lousy at the processing of orders.&lt;br /&gt;I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;She can't differentiate an Egg McMuffin from Sausage McMuffin.&lt;br /&gt;even so, she could change the burgers but didn't realize the prices are the same.&lt;br /&gt;Then she seemed to panic and ask the manager to help.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day is just starting.&lt;br /&gt;Reckon they're having assembly in school now.&lt;br /&gt;And they have band later.&lt;br /&gt;Have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112961405483869640?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112961405483869640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112961405483869640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/10/maths-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112953108365650850</id><published>2005-10-17T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T23:38:05.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Children are mere tools for parents to show off to one another.&lt;br /&gt;The children are presented as trophies won from a competition.&lt;br /&gt;Silver is not enough.&lt;br /&gt;Gold is premium.&lt;br /&gt;So even if silver is won from the best effort, parents are not happy with the wins and push 'themselves' further to get gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who suffers?&lt;br /&gt;The answer is obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies.&lt;br /&gt;The difference between Usefulness and Reliability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'How useful is Source A to my understanding of *blah blah*?'&lt;br /&gt;- find loophole in content of Source A&lt;br /&gt;- state extent of usefulness&lt;br /&gt;- state and support stand from Source A&lt;br /&gt;- find other sources which support loophole&lt;br /&gt;- state and support stand from other sources&lt;br /&gt;- conclusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'How reliable is Source A to my understanding of *blah blah*?'&lt;br /&gt;- state extent of reliability&lt;br /&gt;- state and support extent of reliability from Source A&lt;br /&gt;- find other sources which support/contradict stand for Source A&lt;br /&gt;- state and support stand from other sources&lt;br /&gt;- conclusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similiarites:&lt;br /&gt;Both require cross-reference.&lt;br /&gt;Both require stand and extent of understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Differences:&lt;br /&gt;Usefulness requires limitation(s) on given Source.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evaluation question:&lt;br /&gt;'To what extent do all the sources show that *blah blah*?’&lt;br /&gt;- scour out 'yes' &amp; 'no' to *blah blah* in all sources&lt;br /&gt;- compare &amp;amp; contrast all the 'yes' &amp; 'no'&lt;br /&gt;- state and support from all sources&lt;br /&gt;- weigh and state final extent of stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fucking computer is lagging.&lt;br /&gt;I type two sentences and its only much later that the computer reacts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCREW EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-AFK-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112953108365650850?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112953108365650850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112953108365650850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/10/children-are-mere-tools-for-parents-to.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112928942492790844</id><published>2005-10-14T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T04:30:24.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was a tearful farewell.&lt;br /&gt;When she cried, some couldn't control themselves and sobbed too.&lt;br /&gt;Some thought she was lame because it wasn't the last day.&lt;br /&gt;Others just couldn't be bothered as they yelped excitedly and compared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat in my corner and rotted.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't join in the happiness nor could I join the sad club.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what to do then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't feel happy at all but neither did I intended to have felt so sorrowful.&lt;br /&gt;I had made up my mind before that I wouldn't be upset over this but seeing the situation, I couldn't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes I couldn't help it and told off the guys who threw that stupid shuriken at my side.&lt;br /&gt;And yes too bad I had to ruin the image of the last class then.&lt;br /&gt;And yes my expression seemed as though I need everyone's sympathy and I was pretending to be angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112928942492790844?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112928942492790844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112928942492790844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/10/it-was-tearful-farewell.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112920380993040009</id><published>2005-10-13T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T04:43:29.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NE Quiz was silly.&lt;br /&gt;School was silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start from the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;There were &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;showers &lt;/span&gt;in the morning and Miss Loo dragged morning assembly at the parade square by priasing a teacher for bringing out an umbrella and kudos to those stupid enough to extend their suffering by cheering.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, that only encourages Miss Loo's verbose manner.&lt;br /&gt;And prolonged exposure to natural rain - pH5-6 SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;You get back to class soaked to the skin, although it fortunately didn't happen because the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;rain&lt;/span&gt; wasn't too heavy YET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did the planning questions for Physics.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Ngiam, as usual, doesn't waste any time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E Maths was boring.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to gain or learn any longer.&lt;br /&gt;Marked the June 2005 paper.&lt;br /&gt;Regi marked mine. I made so many stupid mistakes otherwise it could have been possible for me to get full marks for paper 2.&lt;br /&gt;I got &lt;strong&gt;151.5/180.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon 100, I got an approximate &lt;strong&gt;85.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH. WHY COULDN'T I HAVE GOTTEN THAT FOR PRELIMS?!&lt;br /&gt;I sicken myself.&lt;br /&gt;I hate doing the prelim papers now.&lt;br /&gt;What's the big deal since the actual paper would be easier? And then we end up chimalising the questions and not realize how straight-forward they were?&lt;br /&gt;We would be even stupid-er to overlook that and lose marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Maths was another boring affair.&lt;br /&gt;Just did the prelim papers to pass the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry was boring but at least it was enriching.&lt;br /&gt;Finally went through the question with the reactive metals.&lt;br /&gt;FCUK I was correct and blockheads kept saying that the original answer on the answer scheme Miss Yam had shown us on Saturday was WRONG and that it was the OTHER WAY ROUND.&lt;br /&gt;During this class today, more blockheads already claimed that the one on the paper was correct( yes they are right... ). BUT they weren't paying attention to the later part where some said it was the OTHER WAY ROUND.&lt;br /&gt;WTF.&lt;br /&gt;They grumble and grumble but what if they had been wrong as well?!&lt;br /&gt;Ungrateful ingrates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Tingxuan mentioned in her blog about the flying saucers, it's undoubtedly true but fannoying.&lt;br /&gt;Guys, please grow up.&lt;br /&gt;Girls, please don't learn from them.&lt;br /&gt;Previously, they used small bits of paper to shoot one another with rubber bands - variation of the notorious &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;catapult&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Innocent people were affected.&lt;br /&gt;And now, they have to do this.&lt;br /&gt;How childish can that get?!&lt;br /&gt;They waste paper to fold those stupid shurikens and pretend to be ninja, throwing them here and there.&lt;br /&gt;They probably need to watch&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Naruto&lt;/span&gt; to learn the fundamentals.&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh am I encouraging them?&lt;br /&gt;NO WAY.&lt;br /&gt;My desk area is now flooded with those nonsense things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF.&lt;br /&gt;And to think that I wrote about &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;deforestation&lt;/span&gt; for the 'Chicken Soup for the Soul' -How to make the world a better place.&lt;br /&gt;how ironic that I wrote that we should minimize paper wastage and others near me in close proximity are wasting paper to make unnecessary objects which in result, no one benefits and everyone gets hurt.&lt;br /&gt;How sinful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the NE quiz at com lab 2.&lt;br /&gt;They didn't have any terminal set up for register number 21 so I ended up using the teacher's computer.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know the answers to all those and only gotten their so-called rank of Senior Builder.&lt;br /&gt;So corny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had interesting dreams today - although they didn't make me happy one bit.&lt;br /&gt;The first one was this morning while I was still asleep (DUH!).&lt;br /&gt;The setting was in Thailand and someone was singing the Loy Krathong Festival theme song (HAHA THEME? ok but you get the idea), in a low and creepy voice.&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly a man visualized and looked into a toilet cubicle and saw two dead fish in it!&lt;br /&gt;The man stumbled and funnily enough I was thinking that cliche-ly, someone turns up with a knife to kill the man.&lt;br /&gt;Sure enough, a shadow appeared behind - a woman holding something.&lt;br /&gt;Then the woman stumbled as well and turned out to be holding carpets.&lt;br /&gt;The man was worried and grabbed the woman and asked her to look for the others to escape cos he knew something bad was going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;then I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second one was this afternoon when I dozed off while watching the semi-final tennis match between Carlos Moya and some J. fella'.&lt;br /&gt;I was in the Victoria Concert Hall.&lt;br /&gt;I was on stage with a band - could be ASP and we were playing to a crowd.&lt;br /&gt;How ironic to be playing rock music in this hall reserved for normally formal performances.&lt;br /&gt;And then we played really dumb songs that I can't remember now.&lt;br /&gt;then I remembered I asked my mother to pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;I panicked and ran out.&lt;br /&gt;Then I remembered my shoes and I went back in.&lt;br /&gt;A bespectacled boy at the door then handed my socks and shoes to me.&lt;br /&gt;Then I realized I forgot my bag.&lt;br /&gt;Then I went back again.&lt;br /&gt;Then this time, I flew and jumped an entire flight of stairs, only to see my mother looking at me with her arms folded.&lt;br /&gt;We were at the esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;She told me that lucky I was late because she found a ten-dollar note in my skirt.&lt;br /&gt;And I was wearing my school uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;no link right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, during dinner, my mother was looking at me with a new light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Then she said that I grew taller!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG DID I?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112920380993040009?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112920380993040009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112920380993040009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/10/ne-quiz-was-silly.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112910040478639904</id><published>2005-10-12T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T00:00:04.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've had the exact same schedule as yesterday minus maths tuition so I shall follow suit.&lt;br /&gt;I permitted myself a break and here I am to blog.&lt;br /&gt;Haha lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog have suddenly become slightly more popular as buddies have poured in there to offer their congrats on my tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;I am sincerely grateful but thanks to my big mouth as I want people, other than my family, to share my joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called my brother first then started sms-sing around.&lt;br /&gt;Can't really remember who I sms-ed but oh well=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I got the letter of offer.&lt;br /&gt;Nura read the entire contents of everything!&lt;br /&gt;haha she couldn't resist the advertisement of Palmerston House!&lt;br /&gt;It's hardboard and well, colourful bah.&lt;br /&gt;Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only teachers who are aware are my Science tutor, my Maths tutor, Miss Evelyn Chan and probably Mrs.Ngiam although I didn't tell her personally.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you though for taking time to write it for me=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A N I M E -&lt;br /&gt;Naruto and Bleach has new OPs!&lt;br /&gt;And the songs are cool!!!&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't find 'em on the website and narutofan.com has been laggin in almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;I want want WANT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been listening to japanese songs only lately.&lt;br /&gt;Everything japanese, including band but they're by TKWO anyway=/&lt;br /&gt;Ok sure the lyrics don't really make sense to me but the tunes are cool la~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm probably one of the few who's not mugging THAT seriously for O's now.&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong - even if I'm not going Trinity, I just don't have the motivating urgency to grind my nose in textbooks and all.&lt;br /&gt;The muse will make me study but for now=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the PSLE thing regarding parents complaining about difficult papers is simply hyperbolic.&lt;br /&gt;I mean get a life lah, it's suppose to gauge how much your kids learnt during their 6 years of education so far as well, excluding play time in kindergarten/nursery.&lt;br /&gt;And then just because your kids merely complained like 'Mummy! The paper so difficult leh! I think I going to fail liao...' and start sobbing, your heartstrings are tugged and you feel sorry for your kid and angered by the examination board and then do one thing - COMPLAIN.&lt;br /&gt;yup that's typicall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;in my year, I found the maths paper a killer too.&lt;br /&gt;I remembered misintepreting the last question in Section C about speed and missed one question about statistics or something.&lt;br /&gt;I was afraid I wouldn't get an A* cos Maths was my strongest subject then. [screw it that it doesn't apply now; see my A Maths?!]&lt;br /&gt;I hadn't told my mother that cos I was afraid she would scold me.&lt;br /&gt;I mean c'mon, MY mother would say I should have studied hard if I had told her the paper was difficult.&lt;br /&gt;Complain what shit man?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok in the end I did get an A*.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't satisfied with the overall score and yes I cried then but my parents were supportive, especially my father.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that's ancient news now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin also found the Mathematics paper difficult and this morning, I read TODAY that the examination board made an error in question 13 and decided to give 2 marks to every student who took the paper for free, regardless of whatever working done.&lt;br /&gt;Nice hor?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;If the Secondary 4/5 students found O level papers difficult, can WE complain or not?!&lt;br /&gt;Complain to who? CAMBRIDGE?&lt;br /&gt;sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh all right I shall stop about this issue lest people say me kaypoh.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of kaypoh, did anyone read the news about the case of the death of Sindee Neo?&lt;br /&gt;I not referring to the deceased girl [my condolences] but the parents.&lt;br /&gt;Oh read it if you have to.&lt;br /&gt;I not gonna start criticizing on how the matter was handled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112910040478639904?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112910040478639904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112910040478639904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/10/ive-had-exact-same-schedule-as.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112878311189563126</id><published>2005-10-08T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T07:51:51.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As an amendment to the previous post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My term&lt;strong&gt; starts&lt;/strong&gt; on 16 February 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not&lt;/strong&gt; leaving &lt;strong&gt;on&lt;/strong&gt; 16 February 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that very line has made people reveal their true nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY LOVE ME SO MUCH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hor Fiona?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112878311189563126?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112878311189563126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112878311189563126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/10/as-amendment-to-previous-post.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112875953396385408</id><published>2005-10-08T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T01:18:53.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Share my joy!&lt;br /&gt;Rejoice!&lt;br /&gt;I've got a place in &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trinity College Foundation Studies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving on 16 February 2005!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today's my grandmother's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father calls it 'shuang xi lin men'.&lt;br /&gt;Figure out yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can focus on O's now!&lt;br /&gt;Abit late but who cares!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY FUTURE IS ASCERTAINED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112875953396385408?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112875953396385408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112875953396385408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/10/share-my-joy-rejoice-ive-got-place-in.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112868258826315263</id><published>2005-10-07T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T03:56:28.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Firstly, thanks to Jia Ying for sending me the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Corpse Bride&lt;/span&gt; OST!&lt;br /&gt;Although I still very much want the original=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Yam was very humourous this morning.&lt;br /&gt;She was talking crap to us, including a Normal(T) class she invigilated earlier before our lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Dissed them apparently.&lt;br /&gt;Later on, Miss Ilan came down (think 3rd floor) that Miss Yam's voice was too loud and the Sec3s were having examinations.&lt;br /&gt;then Miss Yam gave that shocked look, saying that the others might have heard her dissing the NT class earlier.&lt;br /&gt;She so damn cute sia, in the sense that that &lt;em&gt;pretend-to-be-shocked-and-embarrassed&lt;/em&gt; look clashes with her normal strict manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gonna study hard for Chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's Physics and Chemistry lessons tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;After that, I've got that interview.&lt;br /&gt;Omg my future lies in the depthts of tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I say Miss Ow was absent today?&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;Prince of Tennis&lt;/strong&gt; musical is so damn lame.&lt;br /&gt;Musical it might be, with only singing and such.&lt;br /&gt;It's just so...&lt;br /&gt;nvm=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siew Ting getting her grand piano tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Bet she can't get to sleep tonigh=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112868258826315263?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112868258826315263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112868258826315263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/10/firstly-thanks-to-jia-ying-for-sending.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112841980201375947</id><published>2005-10-04T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T02:56:42.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We've got a lot of homework.&lt;br /&gt;Revision to be more precise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're saying that the Sec4s will be asked to return to school on Saturday for English class.&lt;br /&gt;Yup like that is gonna be really helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna &lt;strong&gt;revise&lt;/strong&gt; and do the papers through the night tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Mugging sounds too slang and &lt;em&gt;fake&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got Physics, Chemistry and A Maths papers to complete by tonight.&lt;br /&gt;And more to come for the rest of the week and month.&lt;br /&gt;Plus English and whatever that comes my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The CCA grades have come out.&lt;br /&gt;quite a number unhappy with the results, including Paul who was long-suffering about his grade as others with seemingly equal status could attain better grades.&lt;br /&gt;the reason was that whoever typed out the official cca certs. didn't realize that Paul wasn't a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;secretary&lt;/span&gt; in band and band most certainly didn't attain &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Silver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for this year' SYF.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully the mistakes can be rectified.&lt;br /&gt;Beatrice says it's only Band, which has these problems.&lt;br /&gt;Shuk Man, Yu Jia etc. also only gotten a B4, which is ridiculous considering their achievements and the miserables points tabulated in the class lists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A teacher, in my opinion and Regi's as well, to motivate her students, should show more emotion instead of blankly and bluntly blurt out w/o really meaning it and even showing any true concern.&lt;br /&gt;Just blab on about her subject and plainly overlooks that we are still lagging or off-track.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta rely on myself to score in that sub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CORPSE BRIDE ROCKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just to remind you to watch la! (if you haven't that is)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112841980201375947?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112841980201375947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112841980201375947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/10/weve-got-lot-of-homework.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112808817316776729</id><published>2005-09-30T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T06:54:00.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CORPSE BRIDE ROCKS!</title><content type='html'>Omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Omg.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;OMG.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OMG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just too &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;overwhelmed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;CORPSE BRIDE ROCKS!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It simply rocks the house.&lt;br /&gt;I mean the movie, but the person (oops?) is nice too=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like her character the best.&lt;br /&gt;As in Emily, the &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Corpse Bride&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;She's really nice=)&lt;br /&gt;Nice personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shan't spoil it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALOT of puns so watch out=)&lt;br /&gt;Literal puns as well=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Omg omg omg omg.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still &lt;em&gt;overwhelmed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually typed 'corpsebride' as my username login for blogger earlier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in sucha good mood now.&lt;br /&gt;To think that at 6pm, I thought that I would encounter bad luck cos I knocked into here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is a &lt;strong&gt;great&lt;/strong&gt; night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE GO CATCH &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;CORPSE BRIDE&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;Regardless whether you are studying for your examinations or what, GO CATCH IT once you're free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free...&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After months of agony, I finally managed to get my hands on a&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt; Hazelnut&lt;/span&gt; Love bun in Breadtalk!&lt;br /&gt;And a free &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Mocha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Ice blended from Coffee Bean! (Okay that's cos I had a voucher from my mom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention she actually slept during the introduction?&lt;br /&gt;But was awokened by the loud music and singing...and the cold air-conditioning=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;How can anyone sleep during such a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;fabulous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trailer for Harry Potter 4 is pretty cool too!&lt;br /&gt;Another movie to catch after O's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In school: (yes so mundane)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason finally managed to read his reflection this morning.&lt;br /&gt;Geena announced it wrongly though; Jason's from 2E5.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he read it well but abit shaky due to nerves I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;Not surprisingly, I'd shake too=)&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Miss Tan already took note of the points, probably since 'principals' were mentioned as part of those who need to inculcate &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;responsibility&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And the minor roles such as subject reps and the (haiz) cultery issue.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't aware of those irresponsible ones who leave their dirty plates and cups lying around.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well=)&lt;br /&gt;And some Sec4s commented that Jason was good!&lt;br /&gt;Way to go Jason!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Thana was seen sculking around the cafeteria this morning, with a camera in his hands behind his back; to take photos of the after-effects of irresponsible people.&lt;br /&gt;Should be interesting to take a photo of Mr. Thana in action as well though=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get my letter.&lt;br /&gt;apparently, Mrs. Ngiam wasn't allowed to reveal the prelim results due to yesterday's moderation session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of moderation, our batch, needless to say, is definitely one of the worst in ZHSS history.&lt;br /&gt;But sheesh, can't you all see that we're really trying hard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes CaiLaoShi we won't let you down either=)&lt;br /&gt;O's is the ultimate aim after all.&lt;br /&gt;Teachers we won't let you down!&lt;br /&gt;Students a.k.a ourselves, we won't let you down either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha I'm crapping here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh all right I'm just so hyped out from the movie that I just had to blog about it=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to make others jealous!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so mean=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I shall stop here for now if not Blogger might eat up this happy entry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-off to watch Bleach-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't neglect my studies la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to the Sec1-3s!&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to my cousin who's taking the PSLE next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY ADVANCED CHILDREN'S DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;CORPSE BRIDE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sorry it's supposed to be Tim Burton's Corpse Bride but it's much easier to type the main title=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112808817316776729?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112808817316776729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112808817316776729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/09/corpse-bride-rocks.html' title='CORPSE BRIDE ROCKS!'/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112798161860297697</id><published>2005-09-29T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T01:13:38.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We've been studying and revising so hard that we are practically grinding our noses against our books like grindstones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prelim papers &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;everyday,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;everywhere&lt;/span&gt;, everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog will be in hibernation for the next 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;Probably will have occasional &lt;em&gt;short&lt;/em&gt; entries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prelim grades have been moderated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Ngiam will pass me my letter tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've given out the SYF photos to the sec4/5s.&lt;br /&gt;Think we are one of the smallest bands to ever achieve a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in this SYF.&lt;br /&gt;A 54-strong band.&lt;br /&gt;with ... semi-informal outfits.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are starting for the sec1-3s next monday.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec4E/5N, happy mugging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4E2 don't give up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;CORPSE BRIDE&lt;/span&gt; OPENS TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112798161860297697?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112798161860297697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112798161860297697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/09/weve-been-studying-and-revising-so.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112765394516790075</id><published>2005-09-25T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T06:12:27.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boy am I happier than on days since prelims!&lt;br /&gt;or should I say since the release of prelim results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;doing the chemistry TYS makes me a lot confident about the O's since I presume the O's is similar standard to the one in TYS right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don't give me false hope.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teachers should perhaps read the TYS sometimes as well so that they can grade the students' answers in an unbiased way=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Ting Xuan&lt;/span&gt; may be going for Foundation Studies instead!&lt;br /&gt;YEEEEEEEAHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;then at least I'll have a friend there=)=)=)=)=)&lt;br /&gt;dunno how happy she made me man.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna ask Mrs. Ngiam to write the letter of recommendation tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;And then should be all set to go for the interview and go Trinity!&lt;br /&gt;YEEEEAHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should be going with TX there as well=)&lt;br /&gt;As in the Presentation and Interview session I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my father finally said we are alike!&lt;br /&gt;the way of drinking &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;wine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;HA HA.&lt;br /&gt;as in not the way we tilt our glasses and all.&lt;br /&gt;but how we drink it.&lt;br /&gt;hm quite confusing.&lt;br /&gt;for e.g. even though I already drained my glass, I was eyeing my mother's which had like a mouthful or two left; I grabbed her glass and drained it as well.&lt;br /&gt;it was nice so cannot help it=P&lt;br /&gt;then my father said it must be 'yi chuan' (passed down).&lt;br /&gt;lol he keeps saying that after my O's, he'll teach me about wine!&lt;br /&gt;and cocktails! I wanna learn how to make.&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;garnish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;glasses&lt;/span&gt; are so cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C.H.I.J.M.E.S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a lot sia!&lt;br /&gt;Even though I've passed it numerous times whenever my mother drives past, I've never been in there.&lt;br /&gt;And boy, it's so posh!&lt;br /&gt;Restaurants, cafes, pubs and the like.&lt;br /&gt;We ate at &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;'Lei Garden'&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The atmosphere very nice but I think it's more suitable for couples to romance there.&lt;br /&gt;*not make love okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way.&lt;br /&gt;A car accident happened just outside &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C.H.I.J.M.E.S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;There was a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;REAL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;loud &lt;/span&gt;crash and car horns' honks.&lt;br /&gt;Must have been serious since an ambulance went there.&lt;br /&gt;A lot of kaypohs crowded around but we didn't see (lah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm seeing a cloud in &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;silver&lt;/span&gt; lining now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm more optimistic about my future now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm much happier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112765394516790075?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112765394516790075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112765394516790075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/09/boy-am-i-happier-than-on-days-since.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112755992495596782</id><published>2005-09-24T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T04:05:25.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If he isn't wrong, which I sincerely hope it is true, then I will most certainly be leaving after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't give a care about preliminary examinations already.&lt;br /&gt;But yeah I agree my mother's right about not telling me beforehand so that I would sincerely study hard for preliminary examinations, which incidentally I hadn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned some time ago, no one would regard his/her effort as the best he/she has ever put into a certain task as long as he/she doesn't receive &lt;em&gt;desirable results&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder sometimes, do the band members think that previously, if we have had put more effort into playing our songs, would we have gotten a &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Gold with Honours&lt;/span&gt; instead?&lt;br /&gt;After all, there is a fine line of 5 points between &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Gold&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Honours&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;(doesn't this just remind you of the difference between A2 and A1?!?!?!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that is a&lt;strong&gt; really&lt;/strong&gt; ambiguous question.&lt;br /&gt;Think about it.&lt;br /&gt;If we really tried to put in more effort &lt;em&gt;(WHAT?!)&lt;/em&gt; and think too much of it, we might not have played as well.&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's just an example.&lt;br /&gt;It's impossible to fathom how we would do.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, we could just relax and go onstage and think of nothing except to put up a great performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The best part is - to feel good about your performance.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the best thing that can ever happen to a performer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could made glitches here and there but overall, it's a great performance after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I should tell this to myself about ASP's performance on Teacher's Day celebrations.&lt;br /&gt;I screwed up but my band-mates keep telling me not to feel bad about it since everyone &lt;em&gt;(or at least I think so)&lt;/em&gt; thought it was an awesome performance.&lt;br /&gt;But alas, the feel-bad me still kept moping around like a sore loser.&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I also don't feel much fussed about O levels anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;Just give it to me and I'll just get it over with immediately I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so stupid that I cried while reading that comprehension passage Fertilizers gave us for homework.&lt;br /&gt;About &lt;strong&gt;childhood&lt;/strong&gt; and all and yeah, the author of the passage extracted from his book really, well, portayed the aspects of a child's livelihood well.&lt;br /&gt;Really fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;Especially since now we are teenagers, we read it and see it from the author's point of view and yeah, it's somewhat true!&lt;br /&gt;It's just that we never really cared about the surroundings and merely anecdoted about one's suffering and pains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps we should just take a good look around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in my bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;I am in front of my computer, typing this damn thing in blogger.&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Electone&lt;/span&gt; is next to the computer, the 'Everything' score still lying on the score-stander &lt;em&gt;(haha I created that term la!).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A copy of degrees of University of Melbourne is lying on the table, in between the computer keyboard and myself.&lt;br /&gt;A stack of my brother's old notes from his SAS school years are lying on the floor next to the chair.&lt;br /&gt;My pencil case, the big &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;handbag-like&lt;/span&gt; one is next to me as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok actually I'm just trying to write out a scenario so that others can 'see' it from my perspective but I doubt it's working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of hand-bags, my mother was very happy to tell me that my father had gotten her a &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; handbag.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me whether it's imitation or not, I have no clue.&lt;br /&gt;Yes &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Prada&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Those who had watched 'White Chicks' should understand why the term 'Prada' evokes an inkling of flippancy at such a high-class brand being tossed out in a gender-bending discrimiating comedy.&lt;br /&gt;I watched it thrice in the movie theatres=P&lt;br /&gt;And it was the first time I saw my mother laughing at a movie in a theatre.&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, she can even sleep during action movies (Rush Hour, Shanghai Noon/Knights) and scoff at horror movies (House of Wax).&lt;br /&gt;My father hates horror movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese cuisine is undoubtedly broad, having various dialects and origins etc.&lt;br /&gt;But it can get too bland, having eating chinese food everyday at home as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish we (my family) can test our tastebuds to more appealing food.&lt;br /&gt;I am no foodie but I get moody from eating food which I don't like=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I don't talk to my father anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Not even during rare times like dinner time&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned this to my mother before a long time but she claims it's my fault for not talking to him.&lt;br /&gt;Oh all right perhaps so but the real reason I also dislike talking to my father is because our ideas totally clash, or he simply ignores me when I talk to him and expects a response.&lt;br /&gt;Or and he gives that &lt;em&gt;'this is ridiculous-why on earth should you talk about this?'&lt;/em&gt; look.&lt;br /&gt;Or and also he thinks band is just a joke, or at least that's how he talks to me about it.&lt;br /&gt;He's a great father but something doesn't seem to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;click&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I can never talk to my family about SCHOOL and FRIENDS and TEACHERS.&lt;br /&gt;and most of all BAND.&lt;br /&gt;because SHE will just ask me to quit.&lt;br /&gt;That doesn't apply now since I've stepped down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've forgotten the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;'Jupiter'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; score my mother bought in a music store in Osaka two years ago.&lt;br /&gt;I had wanted to let the band play someday but now that Mr Chew reigns, it is impossible as he openly expresses his distaste for grandiose music which composers like &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gustav Holst&lt;/span&gt; compose.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it can be an investment in years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I brought it up with my mother and asked her to keep the score away and that I can never let Zwinds play it anymore and that I can no longer care about band anymore anyway since a different instructor has taken over, she had to say why I had to join band in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh screw it.&lt;br /&gt;Brings back bad memories arguments I have had with her over the past 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder this thing about chinese music.&lt;br /&gt;As in songs which singers sing in chinese, not music of chinese origin mind you.&lt;br /&gt;Verses in such chinese songs, are always ending with &lt;strong&gt;'-ian'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or at least the last word is always rhyming with the last words in the rest of the verses of the song.&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda irritating, especially in slow songs with voices that just try to sound sad but actually displeases listeners like I.&lt;br /&gt;It's so sickening to hear love ballads with 'juvenile' singers crooning sorrowfully and attempts to jerk listeners to tears but sorry, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it just makes me cry having to know that such songs can be broadcasted over radio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been another random entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's coming close to a year since I've had this blog.&lt;br /&gt;Most people still can't grasp the meaning or the obvious intepretation of my blog name.&lt;br /&gt;Not that it has a deeper or profound meaning to it.&lt;br /&gt;Oh please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112755992495596782?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112755992495596782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112755992495596782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/09/if-he-isnt-wrong-which-i-sincerely.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112748573017960553</id><published>2005-09-23T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T07:28:50.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Forgot to blog yesteday but never mind that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept only at 0430 and woke up at 0630.&lt;br /&gt;How awesome was that?!&lt;br /&gt;I stayed up to do the o lvl physics paper 2004.&lt;br /&gt;Had wanted to do in school but I couldn't sleep so I ended up doing the paper.&lt;br /&gt;The questions were so straight-forward.&lt;br /&gt;No offence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously dunno what to blog about school, since that there is seriously nothing interesting or probably even worth blogging about.&lt;br /&gt;Unless you wanna hear about the preliminary examination results or the pathetic &lt;em&gt;CCA Appreciation&lt;/em&gt; nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hanging by a thread to gain entry to Trinity.&lt;br /&gt;6 passes, including 4 B4s?&lt;br /&gt;I got 5 passes, one sub which is failing by 2 marks; 3 B's, one sub which is short of a B4 by 4 marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAVE&lt;/span&gt; to get those subs moderated.&lt;br /&gt;HAVE TO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*I shouldn't count the B's before they are tabulated.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care whether you got straight A's or that you complain that you can't enter RJC by one point or something.&lt;br /&gt;I care about my own future.&lt;br /&gt;that's what everyone should do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4E2, don't get discouraged by what ALL our subject teachers said about dropping subjects and all.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, we should just motivate each other and ourselves and work hard towards the final leg of the journey.&lt;br /&gt;I doubt there's time to hesitate about dropping subs or actually even thinking of what course/JC/Poly to go to cos once you stop to think, you panic and then stress yourself out by getting those desirable grades.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I think we should just do our best and well, see what we reap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's achievement is based on one's efforts and the standard is seen from one's eyes as well.&lt;br /&gt;For instance, someone who may have gotten 10 points is unhappy because he/she cannot enter any of the top 6 JCs.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, someone who may have gotten 15 points is satisfied because he/she is able to enter the desired JC.&lt;br /&gt;If the first someone complains, moans and groans to the second someone, how would you think the scenario would be like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that happens extremely often and well, I happen to fall into the 3rd category - &gt;20 points &amp; heck care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh what the heck am I blogging about?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going Melbourne with Tingxuan and that's final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112748573017960553?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112748573017960553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112748573017960553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/09/forgot-to-blog-yesteday-but-never-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112728928546841184</id><published>2005-09-21T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T00:54:45.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Everything has started going downhill.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting today I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I said I was gonna cry over my pathetic results, it really came true.&lt;br /&gt;how &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ominous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh all right I expected it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't be bothered with the CCA awards anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Not that the teachers can be bothered anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have failed myself.&lt;br /&gt;I have no one to blame but myself.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna ascertain my future which no one else can see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to friends who consoled me etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;And even if you tell you did worse than I did, I pity you as well but it doesn't allay the pain I feel anyway.&lt;br /&gt;The result is your result and my result is my result.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go there and you wanna go somewhere else - no link to common tertiary education.&lt;br /&gt;So what's the point of comparing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gonna have two&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; more&lt;/span&gt; shocks tomorrow and two &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I can kiss my L1R5&lt;20 goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;and at &lt;em&gt;least&lt;/em&gt; 6 passes as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112728928546841184?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112728928546841184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112728928546841184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/09/everything-has-started-going-downhill.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112703300198593190</id><published>2005-09-18T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T01:43:22.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't foresee whether this will be a long post or not.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds familiar isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"What an amazing prediction!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Who types this post? She does!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you didn't know, the above was quoted from Hermione in HarryPotter 3.&lt;br /&gt;With obvious changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the SSW performance.&lt;br /&gt;Before that, I met Lihua and Jacqueline at J8, obviously to loaf around and to get my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(YES AGAIN!)&lt;/span&gt; haircut.&lt;br /&gt;I can't describe how airy it is now to have so much uh, skin exposed to the surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ugh sounds so sexual.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hairdresser initally commented that I hadn't cut my hair for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;I replied, 'No, in fact I got my hair cut two weeks ago.'&lt;br /&gt;Yes she was shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell you the truth, every hairdresser always asks a common question &lt;strong&gt;'Are you still attending school?'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or variations such as 'Are you still studying' or 'Do you have school tomorrow?'&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, they wanna make offers such as hairdyeing and permanents and such but no deal.&lt;br /&gt;too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The practice was boring and needless to say, I have once again failed myself.&lt;br /&gt;How pathetic can I get?!&lt;br /&gt;7 easy songs and I still screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;the worst musician or at least some juvenile involved in music.&lt;br /&gt;Nvm I shan't say more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to N&amp;B with Regi, Timo and Alvin.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Alex there again; earlier was at the bus-stop outside school.&lt;br /&gt;Can't really remember what the 4 of us talked about but a whole lot of duff anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, smth really amusing happened that caused Regi and Alvin to laugh like hyenas at the CC after the performance.&lt;br /&gt;Ask me ask me!=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I need not type out &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; blunder Regi made as emcee during the performance=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more day before returning to school.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;I ain't looking forward to seeing the school and the classrooms and whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fucking computer is lagging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to take so long to type this entry.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine if I took the same amount of time to type this entry to type an entry w/o any 'backspace'.&lt;br /&gt;Oh Hallelujah!&lt;br /&gt;It'll be as illegible as Hagrid's handwriting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112703300198593190?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112703300198593190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112703300198593190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-cant-foresee-whether-this-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112687603082285765</id><published>2005-09-16T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T06:07:10.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Our maid has left this morning.&lt;br /&gt;And a new one came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The airport scene was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;Not the saying goodbye but walking around trying to find the correct check-in row.&lt;br /&gt;We weren't familiar were Terminal 1=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Din Tai Fung&lt;/span&gt; at J8 to eat.&lt;br /&gt;I ordered and my mother paid=)&lt;br /&gt;Had hot-and-sour soup, shrimp dumplings, xiao long bao &lt;em&gt;(DUH!)&lt;/em&gt; and dessert dumplings stuffed with yam.&lt;br /&gt;I had special braised beef tendon noodles and my mother and grandma shared a plate of egg fried rice with fried pork chop.&lt;br /&gt;Wow I am surprised I can remember!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, fortunately I was there cos my mother thought she parked her car at B1 when in fact she parked at B2.&lt;br /&gt;I was going down the escalator to B2 when I realized both my mother and grandma were going the other way.&lt;br /&gt;Wah how I shouted at my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worse still, later on, she turned her car to the wrong direction to go to the exit so another car came towards us in the other (correct) direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Gleneages for her check-up.&lt;br /&gt;Watched the Varsity Debate between Australian National University and Shih Hsin University (Taiwan).&lt;br /&gt;To tell you the truth, those uni-s which doesn't really focus much on chinese, i.e. Australia, USA, Russia etc, don't really stand a chance cos the cheena uni-s, i.e. China, Taiwan, Hong Kong etc would wanna win to prove that they are the chinese superiors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least that's how I see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home and slept the afternoon away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this really really really really WEIRD and STUPID dream.&lt;br /&gt;the details are wiring but somehow, I remember that in my dream, I connected it to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall mention this small portion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An unknown lady took my photo and suddenly commented that I should smile more often cos my straight-faced expression puts people off and scares people off.&lt;br /&gt;Then I suddenly remembered that my mother had said I should smile more often but I always said I don't wanna cos my face is so fat and when I smile, my face goes really wide.&lt;br /&gt;Then I told this to the lady!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Then earlier at Gleneagles, I was so tired and sleepy so my expression was very listless and bored.&lt;br /&gt;Then the nurses see me and looked so miffed that I glared at them like that.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I remembered these bits of info in my DREAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in the dream, the lady decided to help me to learn how to smile!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IKEA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The buying is not necessary but the looking is just so fun!&lt;br /&gt;I mean, you just need to explore the whole palce and you will feel so at home.&lt;br /&gt;And start planning your future homes, the kitchen and bathroom etc to the last detail.&lt;br /&gt;It's so fun even though it may not come true=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Grab a copy of IKEA catalogue 2006 and try it out today!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112687603082285765?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112687603082285765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112687603082285765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/09/our-maid-has-left-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112679061958124867</id><published>2005-09-15T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T06:23:39.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay.&lt;br /&gt;The Preliminary Examinations are over!&lt;br /&gt;At least for some people.&lt;br /&gt;There's still Bio practical, Sci. practical, Geog paper 2, Art, D&amp;T and F&amp;amp;N.&lt;br /&gt;So good luck to those taking the above papers.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had E Maths paper 2 this morning.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't revise or practise any questions or memorise any formulaes the previous night.&lt;br /&gt;So I simply stormed into the battlefield without any equipment except my pencil case, calculator and french curve.&lt;br /&gt;But hey, confidence is important too right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just did the freakin' paper.&lt;br /&gt;Undoubtedly difficult but hey! It's over!&lt;br /&gt;At least I did every question though the grasp on every mark is very insecure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I stayed in the library to read 'Howl's Moving Castle' but I was chased out at around noon=(&lt;br /&gt;Then went to class to rot for another hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intended borrow an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ancient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; semi-cornet for the performance this Saturday but hell no, someone had to give us (me and Alvin) such a hard time.&lt;br /&gt;I don't intend to put the details here lest one of your informants inform you and I will suffer no end from your sarcasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only say that, is it allowed for teachers to really students have no common sense?&lt;br /&gt;And that we seriously have no idea of that stupid rule you say that is common sense to know?&lt;br /&gt;I mean come on, you dunno a fucking thing about us as a whole and what REALLY goes on and you shoot your mouth like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worse still, you had to show contempt and prejudice against someone who already left long ago and you still said that it was a even MORE complicated problem since it's HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omigosh.&lt;br /&gt;Teachers really behave like that?&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe it, but the truth is right in front of my eyes so how can I not accept it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh who cares about you and your so-called rule.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to go against it no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;Like what the hell you fucking care what happens.&lt;br /&gt;You just care about your own reputation and nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;You pretend to follow the rules but end up ignoring them in the end.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, c'mon, is that a good example too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder every one of THEM wants to leave us cos of YOU.&lt;br /&gt;nvm you don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;I understand can le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And later on.&lt;br /&gt;I have to get this stupid sms from my mother who didn't know how to saying I am a disobedient girl and whatever nonsense which actually doens't make any sense to other people cos only I am able to understand what crap you were trying to convey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you yelled.&lt;br /&gt;yell yell yell.&lt;br /&gt;trying to goad me to yelling also so you can throw me out.&lt;br /&gt;i control and don't retort back.&lt;br /&gt;oh guess what?&lt;br /&gt;actually she yelled and I replied politely.&lt;br /&gt;oh guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE FUCKING SAY I GOT FUCKING ATTITUDE BY TALKING TO HER LIKE THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(THINK SHE'S MORE USED TO ME YELLING AT HER INSTEAD)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean then what you expect me to do?&lt;br /&gt;KOWTOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No guess what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wanted me to write 10 000 lines of 'I must respect my mother.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And during that time, I was reading a book called 'Speed Mathematics'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's seriously bored so she needs entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;SHEESH&lt;br /&gt;I may come home early at times but she can't be bothered to do anything with me!&lt;br /&gt;except to ask me to help her redeem vouchers-.-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok yes that's what I did later on anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let her nag and yell all she wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt from my brother and even my FATHER that I should just let her be and not retort back.&lt;br /&gt;A bit improvement for me since I usually cannot stand people who accuse me WRONGLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean come on lah!&lt;br /&gt;She said I wanted her to die faster!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheres the proof?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now she forbids me to attend that Prom Nite.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE ANOTHER MOTHER FROM ZHSS SAYS SHE WON'T LET HER DAUGHTER ATTEND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA HA HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this proves one thing - she's easily influenced by others, except me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt even the staff or whoever would organize one for US&lt;br /&gt;the sec4s 2005!&lt;br /&gt;that's why you won't let me go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then I said 'you 're just jealous la!'&lt;br /&gt;then she was so agitated and said 'for what?'&lt;br /&gt;'cos you didn't have one during your time!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NEWSFLASH:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out the bulletin board outside the music room!&lt;br /&gt;the sec3s are gonna kill my dept for it.=P&lt;br /&gt;or at least the sec2 asstS and ME&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dept assistants are just so kute!&lt;br /&gt;haha sorry Fiona=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason, good luck for the reflection tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=afk=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112679061958124867?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112679061958124867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112679061958124867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/09/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112667801139868348</id><published>2005-09-14T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T23:06:51.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just watched &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;'School of Rock'&lt;/span&gt; again just now.&lt;br /&gt;Omg I simply love that movie now, not just because of the song(s) and the 'cute' kids or whatsoever but the whole idea of the movie.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;every cloud has a silver lining&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The fella', called Dewey or something, stuck to his fav. thing in the world, rock music, and ended up teaching it to his 'band' of kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's also not about winning, but putting in your effort and doing your best.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, why can't THAT apply towards O levels, or to be more practical, PRELIMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry paper this morning.&lt;br /&gt;MCQ was okay but paper 2, expectedly, was difficult.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't do the calculations and the drawings.&lt;br /&gt;Would be &lt;em&gt;another&lt;/em&gt; miracle if I can pass this Science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoo ya, I've had put in my best?&lt;br /&gt;No I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;'putting in best effort'&lt;/span&gt; cannot be measured so easily.&lt;br /&gt;People would still go 'Oh man I should have done better'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take for example, the recent release of the O level Chinese results.&lt;br /&gt;Those expected to have gonna an A1 got an A2 instead.&lt;br /&gt;They were visibly upset.&lt;br /&gt;I?&lt;br /&gt;I got a B3 but CaiLaoShi said previously I could easily get an A1.&lt;br /&gt;But you don't see me crying .(&lt;em&gt;Ok that's not the point.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm trying to say is that, if those students had put in their best effort, could it be that their best was an A2?&lt;br /&gt;No they won't think that way.&lt;br /&gt;They would say 'I should have gotten an A1' or 'What the fuck the examiners thinking!?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon for the profanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this also brings me to the essence of Timothy's reflection on current affairs this morning.&lt;br /&gt;objective, subjective and even to the point of critical it may be, it does prove that some people are really narrow-minded.&lt;br /&gt;to tell u the truth, I am one of them as well as Miss E. Chan pointedly tells me that &lt;em&gt;thank you very much.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is controversial and there is no one answer to questions such as 'Did I put in my best effort?' or 'Are people always seeing things from one perspective?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;FINAL FANTASY VII : ADVENT CHILDREN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHIO!&lt;br /&gt;haha oops=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No what I mean is that the graphics are &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;super&lt;/span&gt; duper &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;uber&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;fantastic&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;GORGEOUS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;At some points now, it gets too sickening that realistic-looking characters, unlike those cartoons seen on cartoon network, look TOO perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attractive, great body, flawless skin, tall.&lt;br /&gt;Okay they're just fiction in the end.&lt;br /&gt;Don't try to emulate them physically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ending seemed quite abrupt though and I have dozens of questions in doubt running across my mind, though miscible with Chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also very tempted to take a pair of scissors and chop off Kadaj's hair.&lt;br /&gt;Haha=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way.&lt;br /&gt;The Fighting Scenes ROCK!&lt;br /&gt;I think they're the only thing in the whole movie worth watching for, aside from the cool graphics, despite not understanding the plot in detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'okasan' thing was also another sickening issue but I shall not elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By THE way.&lt;br /&gt;Whoever put up the pictures of Band Investiture 2005 on the bullten board outside the music room...&lt;br /&gt;WHY THE HELL PUT SUCH AWFUL PICTURES OF ME&lt;br /&gt;haha oops I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;all my pictures are ugly in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;so I shall not probe=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E Maths paper 2 tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't be THAT bad=)&lt;br /&gt;After that can lax for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then back to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how long are the markers going to take this time around...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;willy wonka...willy wonka..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112667801139868348?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112667801139868348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112667801139868348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-just-watched-school-of-rock-again.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112651685606426342</id><published>2005-09-12T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T02:39:37.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As promised, this is the &lt;em&gt;'long-awaited'&lt;/em&gt; entry=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh all right I'm just typig this for my own benefit anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has been a lot of &lt;strong&gt;controversy&lt;/strong&gt; in newspapers' articles nowadays, regardless whether they are about deaths, fashion, religion...and erm &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not gonna blog about that=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I shall elaborate on that later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YESTERDAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had Science tuition and it ended earlier than I expected, which is of course not supposed to be good for someone like me who is suppose to be in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;intensive revision&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway she came earlier in the first place so she left earlier than the scheduled time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, my mother drove me to &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Potong Pasir CC&lt;/span&gt; for the practice.&lt;br /&gt;Funnily enough, she initally thought the practice was held at &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;St Andrew's School&lt;/span&gt; cos I said the prac. was at &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Potong Pasir&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We passed by the short-cut to the &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;CC&lt;/span&gt; and I remembered exclaiming 'Hey we missed it!' then my mother said, 'It's okay. We'll go by the other route.'&lt;br /&gt;Then she went one whole round and I was gabbing excitedly about &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SAJC&lt;/span&gt; and the spanking new entrance to the secondary school I had never seen before.&lt;br /&gt;And my mother said, 'Eh the entrance not open. How am I suppose to go in?'&lt;br /&gt;I was like 'What are you talking about?'&lt;br /&gt;Then it dawned on me.&lt;br /&gt;Then I said, 'Ma, I going &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;CC&lt;/span&gt; leh'&lt;br /&gt;She was like 'I thought you going &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;St Andrew's&lt;/span&gt; for your practice?'&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Ok I laughed plenty at her 'joke' mistake and I apologize.&lt;br /&gt;Must have been a communication breakdown somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;Although I &lt;strong&gt;100%&lt;/strong&gt; remembered telling her &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;'Potong Pasir CC'&lt;/span&gt; beforehand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I went to the second floor &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;'Artistic Room'&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the CC brought back so many memerise since my kidergarten days in &lt;strong&gt;1994-1995&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I had adored my &lt;strong&gt;K1&lt;/strong&gt; teacher, Miss Lee but I absolutely abhorred my &lt;strong&gt;K2&lt;/strong&gt; teacher, Chen Lao Shi &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cos she likes to lock naughty kids in dark store rooms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, I SAW it before.&lt;br /&gt;She also hated me, cos I was tall for my age &lt;em&gt;(1.2m for a 6-year-old quite tall le lah)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was probably only a foot shorter than her then.&lt;br /&gt;And the rest of my female counterparts were like under 1.0m perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;I was taller than most of the guys as well.&lt;br /&gt;The staircase which I took to the 2nd floor reminded me of how I threw up &lt;em&gt;spectacularly&lt;/em&gt; in K1 too.&lt;br /&gt;My classmates, like duh, screamed and screeched &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'EEEE!!!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;My K1 teacher, the nice nice one, took me to the loo and washed up then she asked me whether I wanted to go home.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;em&gt;guaikia&lt;/em&gt; me, said I was fine and wanted to stay on in school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow I was sucha good kid...&lt;br /&gt;Ok enough of the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;nostalgia&lt;/span&gt; business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;'Artistic Room'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw an extremely familiar head with a rebonded yet bushy ponytail.&lt;br /&gt;Initially I thought it was &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Si Ying&lt;/span&gt; but no, to my one heck of a surprise, it was none other than my successor &lt;strong&gt;Fiona&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the band there was relatively small, as Mr. Aw puts it in, a ensemble so no player can &lt;em&gt;'cheat'&lt;/em&gt; while playing the instrument=P&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was the only trumpeter there initially.&lt;br /&gt;Then Victor came.&lt;br /&gt;Not the &lt;strong&gt;Victor&lt;/strong&gt; from &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'Corpse Bride'&lt;/span&gt; who managed to return to 'Land of the Living'=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we played several songs, one of which was a 'cheemer' version of Zwinds' &lt;em&gt;'Copacabana'&lt;/em&gt;. Hoo-boy the song was freakin' difficult, I tell ya!&lt;br /&gt;The rhythm was totally off and I was struggling with all the high notes, with that optional melody part at bar 35 and all that.&lt;br /&gt;And to everyone's immense surprise, we are still gonna play it this Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately it's an informal performance=)&lt;br /&gt;Jiayou everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously though my ass was gonna be fried by my mother for being &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1.5 hours late&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Lucky I didn't pick up her call and called my dad who was much nicer about me coming home later despite having the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;all-important preliminary examinations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, my family went to this posh-nosh restaurant &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;'&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Crystal&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Jade&lt;/span&gt; Golden &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Palace&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;(what's with the all posh-nosh name too?! having &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Crystals&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Jade&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Gold&lt;/span&gt;')&lt;br /&gt;The ambience was cosy, I have to admit, or perhaps it's just the seating we gotten.&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;em&gt;quite dark&lt;/em&gt; but the fabulous lightings illuminated on the tables which allowed customers to at least see what they are eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had this &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;peppery&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; soup which was nice; I didn't like the meat and the unground pepper bits at the bottom of the bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(is it a bowl? you know the sort used to serve soup for royalty in period dramas?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished this &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;whole goose&lt;/span&gt;, which I enjoyed dipping in some yellow sauce &lt;em&gt;(not the thick yellow wasabi. ugh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;My father ordered &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;red wine&lt;/span&gt; too, which was fabulous.&lt;br /&gt;I got to keep the bottle &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;cork&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;My father said that after my O levels', he's gonna teach me about wine.&lt;br /&gt;Right.&lt;br /&gt;=No red-bean pancakes so we ate fruit.&lt;br /&gt;I finished all the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;mango&lt;/span&gt;, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;We 'da-baoed' a plate of veggies which we couldn't eat cos we were full to bursting from the goose.&lt;br /&gt;I ate like 1/3 of it.&lt;br /&gt;So glad I didn't eat rice otherwise I'd have felt fuller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went home after that, in which I totally felt woozy from the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;red wine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;After all, it has a higher alcoholic content than beer.&lt;br /&gt;You can tell me you chugged &lt;strong&gt;several&lt;/strong&gt; bottles of beer but if I just finished &lt;strong&gt;one&lt;/strong&gt; whole glass of red wine, I would be drunk-er than you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to study physics and memorise certain nonsense for E Maths, which totally came in handy the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY:&lt;br /&gt;I woke up way later than usual, reaching school at &lt;em&gt;0715&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Siew Ting chided me for coming earlier (the usual time about &lt;em&gt;0635-0645&lt;/em&gt;) to entertain her.&lt;br /&gt;-_-"&lt;br /&gt;Went to the hall for the examination(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear, I nearly &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;zonked out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; during the E Maths paper 1.&lt;br /&gt;It's just so darn long &lt;em&gt;(the paper not the duration).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each part of a question is like 1 or 2 marks.&lt;br /&gt;There aren't any question with &lt;strong&gt;3 marks&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do and do and do and do and do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;My mind was already &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;fogging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Had difficulties with certain questions but managed to do all in the end.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully can still secure the grade I had gotten for mock prelims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics later.&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;total&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;disaster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I'd say.&lt;br /&gt;At the third MCQ question, I knew I was already in deep s***.&lt;br /&gt;Struggled with so many question; I'd be surprised if I can &lt;em&gt;pass&lt;/em&gt; MCQ section even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paper 2 wasn't any easier.&lt;br /&gt;I skipped and skipped and ended up scribbling nonsense for the Pressure and DC Circuits questions.&lt;br /&gt;I swear, I had no idea what I was writing and I can bet Mrs. Ngiam will faint when she sees my answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow and I really wanna say this.&lt;br /&gt;The teachers, perhaps, have to be proper O Level examiners too, I'd say.&lt;br /&gt;For example, Ms. Ong, a Chemistry teacher, forgotten to give us the go-ahead after she announced the end-time for Physics paper 2.&lt;br /&gt;Many were like waiting and like me, was thinking 'So can start now or not?'&lt;br /&gt;Ah I couldn't be bothered and just started the first question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Mrs. E Lim's quote-of-the-week was &lt;em&gt;most&lt;/em&gt; enlightening.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Tan must have enjoyed it immensely.&lt;br /&gt;without a doubt, because her 'quote' merely boils down to telling the students this.&lt;br /&gt;'Teachers are good. They're there to help you.'&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough about school, and kudos to my mother for reminding me that I have only one term to go in Zhonghua Sec.&lt;br /&gt;And THANK GOODNES.&lt;br /&gt;I won't miss the school, although I'd certainly miss certain, hm, nouns? such as my bandmates, my friends and whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was reading the &lt;strong&gt;Newpaper&lt;/strong&gt; this afternoon, as termed a &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;'trashy tabloid'&lt;/span&gt; by Mr. Noel Koh P-Chong AKA Fertilizers.&lt;br /&gt;The first article, which would probably be the front-page of every other local newspaper is the body-parts &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;murder&lt;/span&gt; of a Filipina maid, Jane, by her fellow maid, Guen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(sorry I using their first names)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing I was absolutely horrified about is that the alleged murderer was an employee at &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SunGlade&lt;/span&gt; condominium in Serangoon Ave 2!&lt;br /&gt;Rings a bell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;YES IT'S LOCATED RIGHT IN FRONT OF OUR DARLING SCHOOL, ZHONGHUA SEC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's even said that the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;murder&lt;/span&gt; happened right &lt;strong&gt;in&lt;/strong&gt; the unit in the condominium.&lt;br /&gt;Freaky?&lt;br /&gt;Totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The previous body-parts &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;murder&lt;/span&gt; of vicim Liu Hong Mei was also a worker in a factory in Serangoon and the murderer happened to be a supervisor in the same facotry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SERANGOON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's said that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Serangoon&lt;/span&gt; is the most hard-hit &lt;em&gt;dengue fever&lt;/em&gt; area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Suay&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;suay &lt;/span&gt;suay to the limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as a citizen of Serangoon, I shall not back down=P&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any Sec4s remember the English Paper 1 we did?&lt;br /&gt;On '&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Euthansia'&lt;/span&gt; where doctors kill their patients to, or so the former claim, to end the latter's &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;agony and suffering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Okay that is alleged to have happened in the Katrina rescue.&lt;br /&gt;A doctor injected liberal doses of &lt;em&gt;morphine&lt;/em&gt; into patients who she thinks will not make it despite treatment, and leave them in dark tents as their vision and mind slowly fade out from Earth.&lt;br /&gt;REALLY SAD.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, aren't doctors there to save lives?&lt;br /&gt;How can she leave them to die? Or worse, deliberately use some form of medicine to hasten their deaths?&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure a lot of people are outraged by this as well, particularly since &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Euthansia &lt;/span&gt;is illegal &lt;em&gt;there&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Controversial issues!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;There's this article about 2 male bloggers being arrested for posting extremely racist remarks on their blogs, to which many &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;incensed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; readers posted comments on their &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;prejudiced content&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The content wasn't revealed and I simply have no idea what the URL-s are.&lt;br /&gt;In any case, to fellow bloggers out there, please beware.&lt;br /&gt;Don't be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;extreme&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; racists.&lt;br /&gt;Probably those racist jokes in the movie 'Guess Who' and the Bangladesh jokes people like to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;=X=X=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, anyone remember &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sania Mirza&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(boy I need to remember not to criticize her so much or else I would be said to be another racist)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;She's an Indian tennis player, in case you don't remember, who was beaten by &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Grunter Sharapova&lt;/span&gt; in the 4th round in the recently-ended &lt;strong&gt;US OPEN&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Well, muslim organizations were saying that it IS inappropriate for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Mirza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to dress in such 'revealing' outfits, such as the short tennis skirt and tight-fitting shirt.&lt;br /&gt;Well first thing, DUH.&lt;br /&gt;She has to wear 'em so it would be easier to move around the court.&lt;br /&gt;For another, it's the rule to dress like that on the courts or it's out you go!&lt;br /&gt;On tht other hand, I had thought it was inappropriate for Sharapova to don in tennis dresses lined in &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;gold&lt;/span&gt; for her matches.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I really think THAT's a bigger sin, wearing expensive outfits to places where they can easily wear out.&lt;br /&gt;She could donate her dress&lt;em&gt;ES&lt;/em&gt; and shoe&lt;em&gt;S &lt;/em&gt;to the UTCA fund for the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Katrina victims&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this entry where &lt;strong&gt;US OPEN 2005&lt;/strong&gt; would be mentioned:&lt;br /&gt;Roger Federer (1) defeated Andre Agassi to defend his US OPEN title.&lt;br /&gt;*applauds.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully whoever labelled as 'Roger Federer' in my tagboard, you're happy with 'your win'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim Clijsters (4) also defeated Mary Pierce (12) to claim her first ever Grand Slam title.&lt;br /&gt;*applauds.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps she can take on the number 1 rank once more, ousting Sharapova from her comfy spot when Davenport retires not long after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.usopen.org"&gt;www.usopen.org&lt;/a&gt; for more information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-End of final update-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CORPSE BRIDE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna hit the &lt;em&gt;big screen&lt;/em&gt; soon!&lt;br /&gt;Scream people scream!&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be the next 'Nightmare before Christmas' hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have even changed my MSN display picture and my desktop background to Corpse Bride-related pictures=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out &lt;a href="http://corpsebridemovie.warnerbros.com/"&gt;http://corpsebridemovie.warnerbros.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, congrats to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HongKong Disneyland&lt;/span&gt; for a successful grand opening=)&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure &lt;strong&gt;Shuk Man&lt;/strong&gt; is absolutely &lt;em&gt;delighted&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm getting rather tired.&lt;br /&gt;Update later on again after my organ lesson.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112651685606426342?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112651685606426342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112651685606426342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/09/as-promised-this-is-long-awaited.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112644351863366819</id><published>2005-09-11T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T05:58:38.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay I'm rather woozy right now due to the red wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall blog in detail about today tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=afk=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112644351863366819?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112644351863366819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112644351863366819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/09/okay-im-rather-woozy-right-now-due-to.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112634023286126419</id><published>2005-09-10T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T01:44:37.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To make this clear first, I have no 'Stupid Dreams' to report today=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those so-called symptoms are gone.&lt;br /&gt;Or at least my neck is working fine now thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prelims in 2 days' time.&lt;br /&gt;E Maths p1 then Physics.&lt;br /&gt;Should be cake?&lt;br /&gt;Omg I can't believe I just typed that=&lt;br /&gt;Lotsa people seem to be wanting to go SAJC for the first 3 months...&lt;br /&gt;Not including those elite who would go RJC, VJC, AJC that kinda, i.e. 4E1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Science tuition this morning.&lt;br /&gt;Thought she was going to fry my ass for not completing the Chemistry papers but we did Physics instead.&lt;br /&gt;Abit scary to confess all the details lest Val reports to her=&lt;br /&gt;I would be late for tomorrow's practice cos my lesson ends at 1430.&lt;br /&gt;Aw...=(&lt;br /&gt;*haha irony=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone recommend any nice songs?&lt;br /&gt;I don't want the cheesy cliche love ballads by the the ditto sweetie-pie singers or the ditto so-called cutesy masculine &lt;em&gt;(WHAT?!)&lt;/em&gt; singers either=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And English wins hands-down, in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna catch &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;'School of Rock'&lt;/span&gt; tonight on HBO.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if it's that nice, since &lt;strong&gt;ASP &lt;/strong&gt;also glosses over the main theme=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this really nice Electone song I've been learning, called '&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Everything&lt;/span&gt;' by &lt;strong&gt;MISIA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously a Japanese song.&lt;br /&gt;quite lengthy and, without doubt, difficult.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, the actual version sung by the singer herself is 6.58.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine that!&lt;br /&gt;I never bothered to look at the timer thing on the Electone every time I play the song.&lt;br /&gt;Oh all right I can't even play the song properly yet.&lt;br /&gt;But the original &lt;em&gt;(I mean like DUH)&lt;/em&gt; sounds so much nicer than the Electone version=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My face hurts now...&lt;br /&gt;f***ing &lt;em&gt;zits&lt;/em&gt;...and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;acne&lt;/span&gt; I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;US OPEN 2005 updates&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;The women's singles Final will be a showdown between two old Tennis hands, Kim Clijsters (4) and Mary Pierce (12).&lt;br /&gt;It's such a wonder that these two ladies end up battling for the coveted final Grand Slam 2005 title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clijsters defeated Maria Sharapova(2) in the semi-s and Pierce defeated Elena Dementieva(6).&lt;br /&gt;Wow-wee the youngsters are defeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the male's semi-finals, Roger Federer(1), defending champion will be up against, once again, Lleyton Hewitt(3). The other semi-final is between another old Tennis hand, Andre Agassi (7) and the unseeded Robby Ginepri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.usopen.org"&gt;www.usopen.org&lt;/a&gt; for more updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um...more later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=afk=-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112634023286126419?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112634023286126419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112634023286126419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/09/to-make-this-clear-first-i-have-no.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112624868728748908</id><published>2005-09-09T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T23:51:27.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can bet that it's my diet which is really killing me right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my frequent zit outbreaks, my continuous growth of the 'rubber tires' and the bloody mass of the &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;'shit and stools'&lt;/span&gt; solid/liquid waste.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the fact that I am getting way heaty and rashes on my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier this morning when my mother woke me up to accompany her to &lt;strong&gt;Gleneagles&lt;/strong&gt;, I got this immediately wake-up pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks a lot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it hurts, it still hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this kinda pain before, you know, like when you sleep on too-high pillows and the next morning, your neck sort of gets sore from the night.&lt;br /&gt;But it usually vanishes &lt;em&gt;after a while.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no, it is still there.&lt;br /&gt;It was there when I was brushing my teeth; when I was in the car; when I was in the waiting room; when I was in the car again; when I was in Takashimaya with my mother; when I was eating Vietnamese beef stew; when I was getting a new wallet; when I was in the car again; when I was home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had to read this article where this old lady had died from Dengue Fever 5 days after contracting it in 2003.&lt;br /&gt;Her decline had begun with a massive headache and a fever.&lt;br /&gt;Ok fine part of her death was due to her old age of 77 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pessismistic now.&lt;br /&gt;Cos I remembered getting bitten by a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bloody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; mosquito yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;The term &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'bloody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;' is to describe my opinion of it biting me, not to describe the mosquito being covered in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really feel like puking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beef stew I ate as termed from my mother, was 'very &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oily&lt;/span&gt;' but I liked the beef and the bread dipped into the stew.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oily&lt;/span&gt; now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother placed this huge plaster on my neck, the kind she usually puts on my dad's back due to his frequent backaches.&lt;br /&gt;I seemed to have inherited lotsa stuff from my father; his short-temper; his scolding type; his backaches as well unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I also inherited his &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;EQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying fissix now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My butt isn't burning like it used to after shitting.&lt;br /&gt;OOPS I mean after answering nature's call.&lt;br /&gt;The loud one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112624868728748908?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112624868728748908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112624868728748908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-can-bet-that-its-my-diet-which-is.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112616699498676086</id><published>2005-09-08T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T01:09:54.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess I will spend the year-end holidays teaching the primary school kiddos instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree everything has changed but I guess the change, despite being for the better, is making me mad instead.&lt;br /&gt;As in mad angry, not mad crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never get to leave happily after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not be able to have an enjoyable graduation time after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not return to see them after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had cherished my previous opportunity but now that it has slipped by, I guess I just have to forget it and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112616699498676086?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112616699498676086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112616699498676086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-guess-i-will-spend-year-end-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112615817142030440</id><published>2005-09-08T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T22:42:51.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay my entry was eaten up yesterday so I couldn't be bothered to update again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna accompany my mother to &lt;strong&gt;Gleneagles&lt;/strong&gt; again tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;Although I'm not much of a help anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, I will be updating for the&lt;strong&gt; Zwinds&lt;/strong&gt; blog as well=)&lt;br /&gt;Although much of the content will be glossing over the negative aspects=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been having nightmares about O levels and prelims.&lt;br /&gt;Not recurring but various types in fact.&lt;br /&gt;Weird I'll say.&lt;br /&gt;The most recent one was last night, where somehow I dreamt that I was called into some room with Betsy.&lt;br /&gt;Then both of us were awarded some prize for getting good O's results.&lt;br /&gt;Um, I got 11 points? And Betsy got 9.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Then a teacher asked me to sign against my name.&lt;br /&gt;And for some reason, there was a column 'Tears', checking to see if one cried after getting the results.&lt;br /&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;US OPEN 2005 updates&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay Davenport, World No.1, was defeated by Elena Dementieva in a 3-set match.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;Mary Pierce got past Amelie Mauresmo.&lt;br /&gt;Check the website to see the match statistics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Andre Agassi&lt;/span&gt; won!!!&lt;br /&gt;Got past fellow USman &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;James Blake&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3-6, 3-6, 6-3, 6-3, 7-6 (8/6)&lt;br /&gt;I only started watching the match from the point &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Agassi&lt;/span&gt; was winning in the 3rd set.&lt;br /&gt;Really really really awesome match!&lt;br /&gt;I was blown away and my mother was also watching the match with me.&lt;br /&gt;We were both on tenterhooks during the tie-break.&lt;br /&gt;At first, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Blake&lt;/span&gt; was leading 3-0.&lt;br /&gt;Then &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Agassi&lt;/span&gt; took 3 points to bring the score to 3-3.&lt;br /&gt;Then &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Blake&lt;/span&gt; made a few mistakes So too bad lors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Agassi&lt;/span&gt; won!&lt;br /&gt;YAHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Agassi&lt;/span&gt; against &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ginepri&lt;/span&gt; next in the semis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.usopen.org"&gt;www.usopen.org&lt;/a&gt; for more updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days are ending soon.&lt;br /&gt;Holidays I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;Prelims are coming and ending.&lt;br /&gt;-delighted-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112615817142030440?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112615817142030440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112615817142030440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/09/okay-my-entry-was-eaten-up-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112600952878275766</id><published>2005-09-06T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T05:25:28.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My recommendation:&lt;br /&gt;The PoiChing Wushu team should use 'Naruto Main Theme' by Toshiro Masuda as one of their background music=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT ROCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm accompanying my mother to Gleneages once again tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Hope there won't be another problem with the ERP thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li Hua tells me that the band, Zwinds, are probably going to KL for a band exchange trip during the year-end holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's Mr. Chew's suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are the odds that this would fall through?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please please PLEASE let it be 100%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The TICs are lazy in any case.&lt;br /&gt;They wouldn't even stay overnight for band camp.&lt;br /&gt;What are the chances that they would go for the idea of a 70-strong band going overseas?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Partying at Ms Chan's house tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Exco and SLs and whoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112600952878275766?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112600952878275766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112600952878275766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-recommendation-poiching-wushu-team.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112598743076866645</id><published>2005-09-06T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T23:17:10.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was awokened by Jacqueline's sms.&lt;br /&gt;Wtf it was already 8am, the time I was supposed to meet her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chiong-ed lors.&lt;br /&gt;I was visibly frustrated when my mother drove me to the Bus Int.&lt;br /&gt;Kaypoh pedestrians stared at me as I got out of the car at the traffic light and ran to the end of the interchange.&lt;br /&gt;ya lah. very unusual to see someone getting out of a car at the traffic light and running right?&lt;br /&gt;These people seriously needed some entertainment so I supplied it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took 81, then alighted too early.&lt;br /&gt;Took 3 and went about a whole other route.&lt;br /&gt;Saw the sign &lt;strong&gt;'Poi Ching School'&lt;/strong&gt; so we got out.&lt;br /&gt;Walk here and there and there and here.&lt;br /&gt;- l o s t -&lt;br /&gt;Saw so many schools, such as St. Hilda's Primary School, Paris Ris Secondary, Paris Ris Primary, Tampines Junior College, Meridian Junior College, Paris Ris Crest Secondary, Dunman Secondary and many many others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fascinating but Jacko and I thought we have missed the band performance cos Mr Goh told us 9am.&lt;br /&gt;So we panicked and decided to take a cab there.&lt;br /&gt;$2.90.&lt;br /&gt;The school was devoid of any funfair go-ers.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, the sign advertised '11am-4pm'&lt;br /&gt;I was =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we proceeded to the hall to find 'em and there they were.&lt;br /&gt;Jacko and I watched the other CCAs perform.&lt;br /&gt;PoiChing is indeed a cheena school through and through.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese dance, Chinese Orchestra, Wushu.&lt;br /&gt;the ballet troupe seemed to have become a modern dance troupe instead.&lt;br /&gt;The upper primary chinese dance troupe danced really really very well.&lt;br /&gt;*applauds.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder they got &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for SYF last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The band played &lt;em&gt;Tequila&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Locomotion&lt;/em&gt;, two songs my generation used to play at the Toa Payoh campus!&lt;br /&gt;Wah miss those days.&lt;br /&gt;None of the kiddos could remember me or Jacko as the seniors who came down to help out two years ago.&lt;br /&gt;- no surprise -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm definitely gonna come down to help out during the December holidays.&lt;br /&gt;At least there would be a sense of belonging there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;US OPEN 2005 updates&lt;/strong&gt;: (?)&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay Davenport WON!&lt;br /&gt;Got past Nathalie Dechy (15) with a final score of 6-0, 6-3 in 59 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;I had wanted to watch that match but Channel 22 didn't broadcast it=(&lt;br /&gt;The match broadcasted was a women's doubles match.&lt;br /&gt;I only remembered one pair was Daniela Hantuchova/Ai Sugiyama (5).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.usopen.org"&gt;www.usopen.org&lt;/a&gt; for more updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting rather lazy on updating stuff on US open.&lt;br /&gt;Mainly for my own benefit anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Science &lt;/span&gt;tuition tonight at 2130!&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Maths&lt;/span&gt; tuition tomorrow morning at 0900!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice nice=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the SSW lacks cornet players.&lt;br /&gt;I had asked Mr Goh how many cornet players were there, he held up three fingers initally, then I said 'three arh?'&lt;br /&gt;He gave me that wide-eyed look and I looked at his hand again.&lt;br /&gt;OH.&lt;br /&gt;Nvm I doubt you would get what I mean=)&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna play=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112598743076866645?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112598743076866645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112598743076866645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/09/was-awokened-by-jacquelines-sms.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112589391861406796</id><published>2005-09-05T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T23:12:16.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Third Day of Sept. Holz</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;US OPEN 2005 updates&lt;/strong&gt;: (?)&lt;br /&gt;The showdown between the Williams sisters has come to an end, culminating in a win by the &lt;strong&gt;Da Jie&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Venus&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;This is likely to be shocking for those who didn't watch the match, due to the fact of the knowledge of &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Venus&lt;/span&gt; being (10) while her baby sister &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Serena&lt;/span&gt; is (8), or that &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Venus&lt;/span&gt; has always lost to &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Serena&lt;/span&gt; in previous showdown matches.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Venus&lt;/span&gt;, the reigning &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wimbledon&lt;/span&gt; champion has managed to prove herself and advanced to the quarterfinals with the final score 7-6, 6-2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The battle of the teen sensations, Russian &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maria Sharapova&lt;/span&gt; and Indian &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sania Mirza&lt;/span&gt;, both 18, has also come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;To nobody's surprise, the No. 1 seed Sharapova emerged tops with 6-2, 6-1 under just 59 minutes.&lt;em&gt; (Less than an hour seh!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirza probably just needs to gain more experience in &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Grand Slam&lt;/span&gt; matches.&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps Sharapova's 100+ decibel grunts were just so &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;intimidating&lt;/span&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched half of the match between Australian&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Lleyton Hewitt&lt;/span&gt; (4) and American &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Taylor Dent&lt;/span&gt; (25).&lt;br /&gt;Remarkable games, especially from Dent with his &lt;em&gt;power serve&lt;/em&gt; up to 140mph, but the pro-er Hewitt eventually took the final set with, 6-3, 3-6, 6-7, 6-2, 7-5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Former no.1 Kim Clijsters also advanced to the quarterfinals after powering past Maria Vento-Kabchi, 6-1, 6-0 under a mere &lt;strong&gt;42&lt;/strong&gt; minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow so exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.usopen.org"&gt;www.usopen.org&lt;/a&gt; for more updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-LindsayDavenportRox-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto other issues, I accompanied my mother to &lt;strong&gt;Gleneagles Hospital&lt;/strong&gt; earlier this morning for her check-up.&lt;br /&gt;Man the whole place reeks of hospital=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And boy, she forgot the check the IU (In-vehicle Unit) and realized that it didn't contain the cashcard just before entering ERP.&lt;br /&gt;And upon calling my dad, she found out that he had taken out the cashcard the previous day and he had to drive all the way down to pass it to her.&lt;br /&gt;Sickeningly, we waited at the sides for him and everyone was likely to have mistakened us for &lt;strong&gt;kiasu&lt;/strong&gt; people who wanted to wait until 0930 before the ERP deactivates.&lt;br /&gt;You see, it was about 0920 that time.&lt;br /&gt;And around 0925 onwards, the real &lt;strong&gt;kiasu&lt;/strong&gt; people came to wait at the sides as well=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the most horrible dream ever this year. I can safely say it is by far the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WORST&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You see, I had gotten the &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;O level certificate&lt;/span&gt; and initially, I hadn't bothered to look at it.&lt;br /&gt;And then, a programme came on in the television and instructions were issued on how to calculate L1R5.&lt;br /&gt;So I took the certificate and to my horror, I saw a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;blazing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;F9&lt;/strong&gt; etched on the laminated sheet.&lt;br /&gt;And to its left was the word '&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;Was I shocked? You bet.&lt;br /&gt;I was &lt;em&gt;hyperventilating &lt;/em&gt;and some person, not anyone I can actually remember, took the cert and conferenced with others that there must have been a mistake in the grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, before that, I seen a couple of A1 grades - E Maths and for some reason, a subject called &lt;strong&gt;'Pushed'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the scene changed to another place - the auditorium.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Miss Ow dressed in this &lt;strong&gt;slinky white bare-back dress&lt;/strong&gt;! (&lt;em&gt;the kinda Yufeng wore last year as emcee for Literary Evening)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then she was setting us (I don't remember who) a Literature test - Poem.&lt;br /&gt;Well then, I was still distraught from the F9 I had gotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Somehow no connection right? After O's then still got Literature test.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everyone's amusement, Miss Ow then took up the microphone and started &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;singing the poem&lt;/span&gt; to us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my mother woke me up again=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K I'm kinda bored now but I definitely have to tackle those &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Chemistry&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Physics&lt;/span&gt; papers later on.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112589391861406796?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112589391861406796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112589391861406796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/09/third-day-of-sept-holz.html' title='Third Day of Sept. Holz'/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112581928547045545</id><published>2005-09-04T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T05:51:14.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's getting quite fun to blog cos the result is always very entertaining and, I modestly admit, enjoyable to read.&lt;br /&gt;Haha the &lt;em&gt;first&lt;/em&gt; time I actually enjoy something I wrote/typed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;US OPEN 2005&lt;/strong&gt; update: (?)&lt;br /&gt;This time, I watched the entire match between &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Justine Henin-Hardenne&lt;/span&gt; (7) and a &lt;em&gt;Korean&lt;/em&gt; player, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Cho&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;em&gt;not Harry Potter mind you&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Henin-Hardenne&lt;/span&gt; won 6-0, 7-6.&lt;br /&gt;My parents and I watched while eating &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;roti prata&lt;/span&gt; from the stall which I shall elaborate later on.&lt;br /&gt;My mother wasn't too pleased cos she, well, dislikes watching sports I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I watch tennis on tv, she would go 'tennis again???'&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;My dad and I both agreed that &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Cho&lt;/span&gt; was the weaker player in the seemingly one-sided game during the first set.&lt;br /&gt;She was relying too much on &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Henin-Hardenne's&lt;/span&gt; unforced errors to obtain points.&lt;br /&gt;And her backhand was quite weak; the ball always went&lt;strong&gt; 'out'&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And her serve is also quite weak, but she's quite smart in the sense that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Henin-Hardenne&lt;/span&gt;, being a hard-hitter, would hit the return in such a way that it'd be &lt;strong&gt;'out'.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, in the 2nd set, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Cho&lt;/span&gt; seemed to have regained new spirit by storming in and grabbing a lead from 0-3 to 6-5.&lt;br /&gt;Unbelieavable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Cho&lt;/span&gt;'s a good player but &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Henin-Hardenne&lt;/span&gt; was better=)&lt;br /&gt;The latter eventually took the 2nd set 7-6(7/4).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had wanted to watch the match between &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;James Blake&lt;/span&gt;(USA) and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rafael Nadal&lt;/span&gt; (ESP) but time simply plays tricks on me=(&lt;br /&gt;Anyway &lt;strong&gt;Blake&lt;/strong&gt; won 4-6, 6-4, 6-1.&lt;br /&gt;So sad can...I actually support &lt;strong&gt;Nadal&lt;/strong&gt; de=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I always miss the morning matches cos I always sleep in=/&lt;br /&gt;Lazy me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.usopen.org"&gt;www.usopen.org&lt;/a&gt; for more info=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stall I went to buy &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;roti prata&lt;/span&gt; from sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I wanna be racist here, but the Indians SUCK.&lt;br /&gt;Ok those who were manning that stall=)&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention that lady from that T-Shirt shop. (&lt;em&gt;ASP you know what I mean&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were like 5/6 men manning one pathetic stall and it took them &lt;strong&gt;half an hour&lt;/strong&gt; to process my order of 2 kosong, 2 egg and 1 Indian Rojak.&lt;br /&gt;I admit I was sua-ku not knowing that I had to pick the ingredients for the rojak but none of the vendors was nice enough to at least tell me.&lt;br /&gt;So I stood there like a doofus, &lt;em&gt;waiting and waiting&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I repeated my orders four times but only about &lt;strong&gt;20minutes&lt;/strong&gt; later, one of them finally said 'You have to pick the rojak yourself.' (&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was going 'oh...wah lao never tell me'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) 'Ya pick otherwise how we do...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pangsai can?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for the govt. wanting to improve the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SERVICE industry&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps they should start from local hawkers first before proceeding to the more posh shopping centres lining Orchard Road.&lt;br /&gt;If not, we are simply letting tourists have an insight to the true &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Singaporean Service Spirit&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;SSS yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had Science tuition earlier.&lt;br /&gt;The topics simply bore me.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the prelims...then the O's to end.&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh...&lt;br /&gt;Another &lt;strong&gt;7 weeks, 2 days&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm beginning to appreciate mandopop, surprisingly, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;JJ Lin&lt;/span&gt;, a local singer.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't like his voice initally, cos it was high-pitched and un-manly.&lt;br /&gt;Now I am able to understand why he is so popular.&lt;br /&gt;It's not just his voice perhaps, or the hordes of female fans, but rather his way of handling his songs.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty good I'd say; the tunes of the songs are quite pleasant, unlike those distorted of heavy metal rock bands or cliche sweetie-pie music of Cyndi Wang, Jolin Tsai and the like.&lt;br /&gt;No offence to fans out there, but I'm just stating my stand=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Val &lt;/span&gt;is telling me how bored she is=)&lt;br /&gt;I suggested her updating her blog entries with alternative issues not really pertaining to her lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;And she is!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no Electone lesson tomorrow cos it's Term Holiday.&lt;br /&gt;Sad I guess but I'd probably suspend lessons till after O's.&lt;br /&gt;Quite pointless cos after that, if I do make it to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Trinity&lt;/span&gt;, I would only have about 3 months left in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;might as well make the most of it I suppose=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leroy Anderson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was a really talented music composer.&lt;br /&gt;Fascinating music he pens, with &lt;em&gt;typewriter&lt;/em&gt; sounds and lots of syncopated notes to punctuate his pieces.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I have been thinking of my ambition.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow it's apparent I have no &lt;em&gt;particular&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;concentrated&lt;/strong&gt; distinction in any area; music (despite 11 years), English (despite knowing profound words and writing fluently) and especially Maths &amp;amp; Sciences (COME ON LA!).&lt;br /&gt;But I know it will revolve round something &lt;strong&gt;major&lt;/strong&gt;, something BIG, not like some small-time secretary, accountant or the like.&lt;br /&gt;I know this is commonplace for fresh graduates from University and one should not be complacent about the degrees one graduates with and hence, we should be glad to even have a job=)&lt;br /&gt;Well then, I'd be my own employer! My own boss!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah...money...labour all that Geography (Elective) nonsense...&lt;br /&gt;But well, one has to think big first right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dream big, think of the big picture otherwise you'd just be comfortable in your hidey hole&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd be going out for dinner with my family in a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;To Jade Palace at the Forum basement, opposite Hard Rock Cafe.&lt;br /&gt;Posh posh chinese cheena food!&lt;br /&gt;At least I'd be able to get out of the house=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"dream as if you'll live forever, live as if you'll die today"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as quoted from Ulric the Wise.&lt;br /&gt;I much prefer the first-half the quote though cos I simply don't live as if I'll die today.&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise I'd be spending every minute in front of the computer.&lt;br /&gt;Oops &lt;em&gt;paradox&lt;/em&gt;!=P&lt;br /&gt;i AM spending every minute in front of the computer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway dreaming as if you'll live forever.&lt;br /&gt;If you take the literal meaning, it would be simply like &lt;em&gt;drowning&lt;/em&gt; in your desires in life but never achieving them.&lt;br /&gt;However, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;optimism&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; shines through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dream of the big picture. Be ambitious. Be futuristic&lt;/strong&gt;. Plan of how you'd want your dreams to live on forever, having to pass down from generation to generation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Preservation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man I'd like to do that.&lt;br /&gt;It's like having a creation of Oyster Sauce, perhaps a particular brand, founded by a forefather and he passed it on his sons who pass it on their sons and so on and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;And the best thing is everyone benefits from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Global&lt;/em&gt; enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt;How good is that?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Val&lt;/span&gt; has finished her entry...&lt;br /&gt;And here I am still finishing it...&lt;br /&gt;SHE's FAST!&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112581928547045545?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112581928547045545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112581928547045545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/09/its-getting-quite-fun-to-blog-cos.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112574582654058080</id><published>2005-09-03T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T04:10:27.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yep I changed the blog layout.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I also think I'm too bored=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black and white is &lt;em&gt;simpler&lt;/em&gt; anyway.&lt;br /&gt;And it's getting kinda sickening to keep clicking on navigation icons=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;US OPEN 2005&lt;/strong&gt; updates: (?)&lt;br /&gt;I watched the entire gruelling match between World No. 1 Roger Federer and a Frenchman called Santoro (sorry I don't remember his first name).&lt;br /&gt;It was very &lt;strong&gt;intense&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;em&gt;exciting&lt;/em&gt;, especially seeing the former stumbling so much many times but the Frenchie eventually knuckled under.&lt;br /&gt;Federer won 7-5, 7-5, 7-6 (7/2).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.usopen.org"&gt;www.usopen.org&lt;/a&gt; for more info=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes and the 4th round showdown between the &lt;strong&gt;Williams&lt;/strong&gt; sisters!&lt;br /&gt;Who will win?&lt;br /&gt;Serena, the baby sister? or Venus the big sister?&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, the issues gripping the nation involves the &lt;em&gt;skyrocketing price of diesel oil&lt;/em&gt; and the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Project Superstar&lt;/span&gt; victory of blind busker &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Wei Lian&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Of course we are aghast at the former but very happy (for fans) for the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't watch P.S at all so I have no idea who is who or what is what, except that &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Wei Lian&lt;/span&gt; touched the hearts of many ardent fans with his sentimental-provoking soundpipes that sent many Singaporeans, young and old, to punch in &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Wei Lian&lt;/span&gt;'s voting numbers into their cell phones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ya, I read the newspapers this morning and all glossed on &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Wei Lia&lt;/span&gt;n's win and &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Kelly&lt;/span&gt;'s gallant defeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fascinating but what provokes me soundly are the disastrous consequences occurring in the USA from the after-effects of &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hurricane Katarina&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;All we do is worry about the oil prices but civilians there are either hiding in fear or looting in risk of death.&lt;br /&gt;The pictures are very gripping, but what can we do really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some 8 months previously, much donations were raised for the &lt;strong&gt;tsunami&lt;/strong&gt; victims in our neighbouring countries and deaths of locals were splashed across our local newspapers.&lt;br /&gt;Those who were concerned donated clothes, food, money and even local schools had donation drives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about now?&lt;br /&gt;The Super Power USA is currently being labelled as Super Power-less by our local media.&lt;br /&gt;The worst part is that all the problems are occurring internally so well, the government has gotta do something I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;It's not like PM Lee or President Nathan or whoever can do much to influence the USA civilians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;United Nations?&lt;br /&gt;All the stuff we learnt from &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Social Studies&lt;/span&gt; is that the UN was formed to meet 3 aims, one of which is to promote and preserve peace globally.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;It's time to take action!&lt;br /&gt;Ok action could have been taken, I do not know, but what about the effects then?&lt;br /&gt;Action and then effects?&lt;br /&gt;( ._.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I shall not probe onto such controversial politics which may offend ardent UN fans, if such do exist=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;I finally found out...THAT&lt;br /&gt;the PCS anniversary is 85 YEARS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah.hah.hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching.&lt;br /&gt;Some people call it &lt;em&gt;Lantern Festival&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;Mooncake Festival&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I think the MAF name derieves from &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;'Zhong Qiu Jie'&lt;/span&gt; directly.&lt;br /&gt;Time for the Weaving Maid and Cowherd to meet right? Or so the legend says.&lt;br /&gt;And the legend of &lt;strong&gt;Chang'Er&lt;/strong&gt;, some maiden who resides on the moon and stays eternally youthful.&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps she escaped there cos the 9 Suns her husband &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hou Yi&lt;/span&gt;, shot down, would have their last remaining brother Sun take revenge of their attacker's family, his wife &lt;strong&gt;Chang'Er&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Haha what nonsense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto Zhonghua news.&lt;br /&gt;The rumours of the &lt;strong&gt;Prom Nite 2005&lt;/strong&gt; are confirmed.&lt;br /&gt;It has been cancelled and reinstated one more, with thanks to the organizes who may wish to remain anonymously known=)&lt;br /&gt;5th December 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5.12.05&lt;/span&gt; - ok fine no significance.&lt;br /&gt;At some Executive club as heard from Regi.&lt;br /&gt;And hearing from Regi, there's even a theme attached to it.&lt;br /&gt;wOw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I've been very random with this entry.&lt;br /&gt;Fun eh?&lt;br /&gt;Have to take this opportunity to type as much crap as possible to do my weekend some justice=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The start of the 'ber' months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which incidentally triggers the start of the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;September.October.November.December!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;then &lt;strong&gt;January&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;I'm fast approaching &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting old=P&lt;br /&gt;My mother says &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt; is a lonely age, as she says the saying goes &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;'Lonely Seventeen'&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh it sure doesn't sound alliterative, like &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;'Sweet Seventeen'&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se-ven-teen&lt;/strong&gt;. What a &lt;em&gt;mouthful&lt;/em&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112574582654058080?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112574582654058080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112574582654058080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/09/yep-i-changed-blog-layout.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112567993511235926</id><published>2005-09-03T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T09:52:15.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>September Holidaze?</title><content type='html'>Nah I can't afford to daze or days during these 9 days.&lt;br /&gt;As Mrs Ngiam  nicely reminded me in the afternoon, make full use of the 9 days to revise for the sciences and E Maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to secure an A1 for E Maths cos I know my A Maths will never make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Mr. Kelvin Tan sucks for dropping hints and giving advice to the History students.&lt;br /&gt;I raised my hand for nearly full 5 minutes and the fooking teachers just ignored me.&lt;br /&gt;How nice of them isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;You lucky I have, I modestly admit, good eyesight so I can see the diagram properly.&lt;br /&gt;If not, I'd be ready to complain to MOE since the school admin system actually sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Since when Miss Tan stood up for students' exam rights?&lt;br /&gt;=S&lt;br /&gt;Esp. since she said 'We hope not to moderate your marks'&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right, let her take the paper and she can get an A1, then don't moderate lorz.&lt;br /&gt;But Regi says the school reputation is at stake so grade moderation will definitely take place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and did I say Mr. Kelvin Tan sucks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intended to watch the US Open tonight until 5am=)&lt;br /&gt;But the first match ruined my mood.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really like the women's matches, cos not as exciting as the men's.&lt;br /&gt;Unless Lindsay Davenport is playing but her match is over already=(&lt;br /&gt;Have to wait for the next round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is Sania Mirza sucha big shot?&lt;br /&gt;She was already basking in the limelight in Wimbledon, not enough still wanna be in the spotlight in US Open as well=/&lt;br /&gt;Anyway she already just won her 3rd round against Marion Bartoli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm definitely marking down Tuesday to go to PCS 85th Anniversary celebrations, or is it 95th?&lt;br /&gt;Jia lat I forgot what year liao=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad hardly anyone was dumb enough to ask me, 'Yi Ching, did you cut your hair?'&lt;br /&gt;o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd was Chia Li Yi and Li Ying's birthdays=)&lt;br /&gt;So happy birthday! even though they will not see this anyway=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Ms. Chan, your advice jars on people's ears cos they never seem to sound advisable and do-able and work-able and nice-able=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112567993511235926?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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to her in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipped ACES in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Went to hall to do soundchecks or is it soundtests or smth.&lt;br /&gt;the keyboard was already too low for me but then, I couldn't care less cos this was the last resort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I.&lt;br /&gt;I had to make it worse for myself but tuning the switch to 'style' instead of 'voice', which in the end produced some kinda extra rhythm which I, obviously, couldn't hear from the stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't hear myself playing either.&lt;br /&gt;Well yeah I can give myself an excuse that because this was the first time I ever tried the song on that keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;It would have been a lot easier if I have had just asked for a normal microphone, THEN I would have heard that blardy blunder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So screwed with myself.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Candie and Nura who consoled me but I can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;I perform fairly often onstage, mostly with band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I screwed up myself so badly was the Noah's Ark solo in 2002.&lt;br /&gt;I was a Sec1 then and I clearly remembered that we were the host school and even SeeLeng coming to tell to play well and not lose face.&lt;br /&gt;But alas, back then, I screwed up everything as well.&lt;br /&gt;I had mispitched the high F, I couldn't hold the holding note and my sound absolutely sucked.&lt;br /&gt;Well that was then.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone probably forgave me cos I was just a Sec1 then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time, there was no excuse.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah sure I could use the fact that I had prelims and hardly practised blah blah dot dot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sorry for ASP who had to put up with me now.&lt;br /&gt;They didn't blame me (or so Candie says) and despite the fact that most people thought it was an awesome performance, I can't stop thinking how badly I'd done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;fuckit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't concentrate on A maths and Geog liaoz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw the Indian lady sucks even more for printing the t-shirt back to front.&lt;br /&gt;The stupidest mistake any t-shirt printing company can make.&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely laughing stock.&lt;br /&gt;If we blow up this matter, you would not have any more business in the future=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Perhaps ASP would be better off w/o me as a keyboardist=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112547735104167257?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112547735104167257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112547735104167257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/08/worst-state-of-mind.html' title='Worst state of mind'/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112540756857665676</id><published>2005-08-30T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T06:12:48.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I just too pessimistic and affect everyone else around me?</title><content type='html'>Yes I do think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phys prac sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Indian lady at the T-shirt printing shop sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these are just memories which will not last till the future.&lt;br /&gt;All these are just transient which will fade not long after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I take a good look around my surroundings, I feel as though my future will go somewhere out of the boundaries.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I will be famous or whatsoever, but just that I feel that I won't be staying here for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this stupid quote by 'When you think that the world has turned its back on you, it is really you who has turned back on the world.' or similar.&lt;br /&gt;I try to think that way but alas, it's useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's the TD performance.&lt;br /&gt;But almost everything that happened today seemed to have drained my enthusiasm already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking to Rena on the MRT made me really think of what I am gonna do IF I make it to the Australian college.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lotsa people say I'm lucky that I get the opportunity to go to Australia to study.&lt;br /&gt;I do feel that I'm lucky but I seriously have no idea what's gonna happen if I do go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhonghua Sec. has left me plenty of unpleasant memories although I'm glad to have met some amazing people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall detach myself from this temporary self-delusion and continue to delude in something else called US OPEN 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112540756857665676?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112540756857665676'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;Especially &lt;em&gt;maths and sciences&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Makes me feel worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literature was better.&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad I (didn't) studied.&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I studied so much about Feste and his role!&lt;br /&gt;AND IT CAME OUT.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Miss Ow.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the essay is good enough for her=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote about gender and racial discrimination for TGIS; doubt the material is enough to secure a better grade though=(&lt;br /&gt;The unseen prose was &lt;strong&gt;crap;&lt;/strong&gt; the poem wasn't any better so I decided on the prose.&lt;br /&gt;I can almost visualize the words &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'too superficial'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in bold red ink; not unlike the mock-prelims&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good Literature students helped to clear the hall of the tables and chairs; however only the 4E2 ppl stayed longer to push the stacks to the back of the hall.&lt;br /&gt;Elim deliberately did this to us cos we ain't her Science students.&lt;br /&gt;And she kept maligning the 4E2 girls! when we didn't do anything wrong!&lt;br /&gt;wtf.&lt;br /&gt;nvm unhappy stuff shan't be mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Sakae Sushi with Siewting, Regi, Colleen, Tingxuan and Kaiwen after the exams.&lt;br /&gt;Ordered and ate; ordered and ate.&lt;br /&gt;Then started to talk about racist and gender-bending jokes.&lt;br /&gt;Then Regi and Tingxuan started playing with the hot tofu.&lt;br /&gt;what a joke sia haha=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to take those tiny pictures people term as 'neoprints' or 'neos' for short.&lt;br /&gt;We saw two primary school boys taking pics together! And doing the patterns thingy!&lt;br /&gt;SO CUTE!!&lt;br /&gt;I mean they are small, from primary school, and they are BOYS.&lt;br /&gt;Lolz you hardly see guy groups taking such photos=)&lt;br /&gt;Especially wouldn't wanna be caught dead in a a shop with a violent shade of pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother picked me up from the taxi stand after I promised to buy back dinner for her=/&lt;br /&gt;the DBS bank on the 1st floor seemed to have run into trouble; the bluey alarm, presumably the police alarm, was sounding REAL loud.&lt;br /&gt;I can't be bothered to stay on to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so darn glad tomorrow's a more relaxing day.&lt;br /&gt;Only physics practical. The downside of it is that we'd have to be quarantined in the auditorium for 4 hours again.&lt;br /&gt;good gawd!=(&lt;br /&gt;Then after that got TD rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the sushi I ate would last till tomorrow's lunch=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Siew Ting!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Orsino the-ee Duke, of Il-lyria, expresses his great love-e-e, for O-livia...'&lt;br /&gt;Sing it to the tune of the Phantom of the Opera!&lt;br /&gt;The opening verse only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall sing it again, as my dedication to Siew Ting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Orsino the-ee Duke, of Il-lyria, expresses his great love-e-e, for O-livia...'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!_!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\m/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112531587406828952?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112531587406828952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112531587406828952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/08/maths-literature-friends.html' title='A Maths, Literature &amp; Friends!'/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112513789194690131</id><published>2005-08-27T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T03:18:12.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drowning</title><content type='html'>To Nura &amp; Candie : I'm chillin'&lt;br /&gt;Literally=)&lt;br /&gt;My air-con is on at full-blast now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously hope they (the HODs/teachers) moderate the final scores/grades of the Preliminary Examinations.&lt;br /&gt;I'm almost pretty sure not everyone in the cohort will pass every single subject they take (no offence).&lt;br /&gt;I mean I'm even referring to myself!&lt;br /&gt;What are the chances of promoting from an F9 to at least B4 overnight?&lt;br /&gt;-nil-&lt;br /&gt;Especially since the paper would be a lot harder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to be optimistic about my chances in scoring for A Maths.&lt;br /&gt;I almost can't count much in my Sciences, much less Combined Humanities.&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, to be pragmatic, my optimism is ebbing away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teachers have been reporting about 3E2 last year, a'la 4E2 2005.&lt;br /&gt;Every teacher says we are a fun-loving class but we simply have to abide by 'Work hard and play hard'.&lt;br /&gt;4E2-rians have to admit we only abide much by 'All play and no work makes Jack/Jill a fun boy/girl'=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, if (touchwood) about 90% of 4E2 doesn't do well in A Maths (EXAMPLE ONLY), i.e. scoring C6 and below, are the teachers really gonna let us have that final grade calculated in our L1R5.&lt;br /&gt;They would know, especially Mrs. Ngiam, that our Sciences would also require a lot of catching-up before the O's and definitely can't expect much from us.&lt;br /&gt;SO.&lt;br /&gt;Please help us by moderating these prelim grades!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-plea-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that any Zhonghua teachers would read this la hor=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Zhonghua A MAths prelim paper 2004 is a killer.&lt;br /&gt;How can they give 2 marks for one page of workings for one question?!&lt;br /&gt;And the workings are ESSENTIAL!&lt;br /&gt;Not short-cuts or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;Our teachers are inhumane!&lt;br /&gt;Unless they moderate the grades=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paradoxical statements=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've still got Literature to study for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Miss Ow will never moderate the scores so I'd rather plead to the Mathematics Department=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Benkyou-ing! (ME lah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112513789194690131?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112513789194690131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112513789194690131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/08/drowning.html' title='Drowning'/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112506242075383612</id><published>2005-08-26T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T06:20:20.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Day; fucking pissed off=)</title><content type='html'>Thank you for ruining my day, I mean our day.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much I try not to read too much into the matter and not to go against you despite a so-called high-class person using profanities, my level of tolerance has ultimately exceeded.&lt;br /&gt;And surprisingly, way way way past my NORMAL and USUAL patience limit=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can ask us to fuck off or whatever you want, but in the end you lose out anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Call yourself an IC but you can't take charge.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happens is the performers' fault...&lt;br /&gt;NONO it's not your fault cos you're THERE but you're not doing anything cos you're busy doing something ELSE.&lt;br /&gt;It's the performers' fault cos they were there waiting for the past hour but nothing is done cos you didn't issue instructions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I strike a nerve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't find a suitable adjective or noun to describe you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just too unimaginable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem prac today wans't that bad.&lt;br /&gt;How much can it hurt by scribbling some nonsense and calculating some numbers?&lt;br /&gt;*bites my tongue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting in the auditorium for 4 hours was a killer.&lt;br /&gt;First time we got to eat and drink though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, Mr Wong told us that the seniors from last year diligently studied while waiting, while Mrs Ngiam said 'don't be like your seniors, sit there and chat. Wasted their whole day.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAh Hah Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsed at 4tones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just uncharacteristic of me to be able to tolerate all this.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's just not stinging too hard on my passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine flaming Zwinds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ass would be knocked inside out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112506242075383612?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112506242075383612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112506242075383612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/08/2nd-day-fucking-pissed-off.html' title='2nd Day; fucking pissed off=)'/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112496174935861139</id><published>2005-08-25T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T02:22:29.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TODAY is the End of the Beginning</title><content type='html'>Ok fine today's the start of the prelims.&lt;br /&gt;Trust Miss Loo to dig in that we have to think before we speak first while we were still digesting our SS themes and the points=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English was, in short, a disaster.&lt;br /&gt;No seriously.&lt;br /&gt;The paper 1 was sucky enough even though the questions weren't relatively difficult to understand.&lt;br /&gt;My storylines are cliche but I always add a punch to the intro or the end but unfortunately, they are never appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;Ditto today.&lt;br /&gt;Think Fertilizers will mark down my essay for writing irrelevant stuff again.&lt;br /&gt;*expected*&lt;br /&gt;The comprehension wasn't any easier.&lt;br /&gt;Trust Tobias to set sucha paper.&lt;br /&gt;And the summary was total shit.&lt;br /&gt;I spent 50 minutes on it and I still couldn't finish it!&lt;br /&gt;How much worse can that get?!?!&lt;br /&gt;I quickly scratched out a few lines and scribbled (150 words) at the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;*crosses fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social studies was a big surprise and funnily enough, it was a comic episode as well.&lt;br /&gt;Well let me stage this scenario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (the Sec4s and 5s) were loitering outside the hall, waiting to be called in. We caught sight of the transparency being flashed 'Replacement for Qn 4'.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently Regi guessed right that the last question on Venice would be replaced.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that caused a stir among everyone and well, everyone was in a fluster!&lt;br /&gt;We went to our seats and flipped to the SEQ where sure enough, the Question 4 printed was on Venice.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. K. Tan then announced to ask us to replace the Question4 with another question on 'Countries in Conflict'&lt;br /&gt;I must say I was incredibly lucky.&lt;br /&gt;I studied mainly on THAT and Venice as well as Countries Divided.&lt;br /&gt;And all those themes came out=)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, continuing with the comic episode...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tan then continued with an anecdote on students coming up to ask him and other humans teachers whether the theme of Venice is guaranteed to come out.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tan then said he asked the students whether they studied other themes or not and they said no. He said then Venice was the latest theme we had all studied and hence it was the freshest in our minds. (Like me)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway then he went on and on and asked anyone in the hall could not do any of the SEQ since the Question4 has been replaced.&lt;br /&gt;What he didn't know was what majority of the students were already thinking how to tackle the answers.&lt;br /&gt;Likewise, I was pondering on the revised Question 4...&lt;br /&gt;And..&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tan says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'For this exam, Question 4 on Venice is &lt;strong&gt;valid&lt;/strong&gt;.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peng or not you tell me?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He spent 15mins lecturing and I was thinking of how to tackle that revised qn and he says the replacement is now VOID?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the humans teachers gave out a new set of SBQ called 'Errata Sheet'.&lt;br /&gt;Alamak...what's wrong with the humans dept?=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I did Venice anyway=/&lt;br /&gt;Very very very fun to do=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The SBQ was difficult though=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the lit students stayed back to collect the 12th Night scripts.&lt;br /&gt;Did badly as well.&lt;br /&gt;Gotten a C5 overall.&lt;br /&gt;DIE LIAO.&lt;br /&gt;Monday is the Lit exam, compounded with the all-dreaded A Maths paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I die die die die! have to attain at least a B4 in this Lit prelim or I can forget about taking Lit O level, much less go Trinity=/&lt;br /&gt;for more info, refer to ambitions=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the fourtones studio at clarke quay seems to be fully booked so we can't get a slot there.&lt;br /&gt;the super uber duper studio with ultra fantastic sound systems thingies.&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, I heard we need to go to Wee Lee with the cheekopehs again=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Chem practical!&lt;br /&gt;Dunno how I gonna study for it but I'll try=)&lt;br /&gt;20% of overall score.&lt;br /&gt;My theory can't make it so I'll have to try to bank on practical.&lt;br /&gt;FOR NOW=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112496174935861139?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112496174935861139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112496174935861139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/08/today-is-end-of-beginning.html' title='TODAY is the End of the Beginning'/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112479920393622252</id><published>2005-08-23T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T05:13:23.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 days to prelims!</title><content type='html'>The big day the day after tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Or should I say it would be the end of the beginning=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today seemed to melt away as well.&lt;br /&gt;Like being in the lessons seem, well slightly worthless?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tingxuan was real pissed today cos her maths and chemistry papers were left with Sylvonne and the latter didn't come today.&lt;br /&gt;Very irresponsible I'd say, referring obviously to the absentee.&lt;br /&gt;No offence but it's true isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;And she claimed to have been a &lt;em&gt;good senior&lt;/em&gt; to let her sec2 juniors cut our queue some weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASP decided on second song! *I think&lt;br /&gt;cheesy song though.&lt;br /&gt;nvm I like cheese.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's the TD rehearsal but I doubt we'd be going unless Gaffar sings alone onstage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112479920393622252?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112479920393622252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112479920393622252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/08/2-days-to-prelims.html' title='2 days to prelims!'/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112471029824357218</id><published>2005-08-22T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T04:31:38.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 days to prelims!</title><content type='html'>Oh gosh I skipped breakfast, lunch and dinner!&lt;br /&gt;And I feel bloated!&lt;br /&gt;All I had today was one preserves strawberry Siew Ting gave me and a can of green tea.&lt;br /&gt;Not Pokka=(&lt;br /&gt;And yes, during recess, the bunch of us, i.e. Tingxuan, Regi, SiewTing, etc etc etc and Me would go to the cafeteria and buy burgers. [to eat la duh!]&lt;br /&gt;Today, however, I didn't buy one to eat; in fact when I saw the meat patties and the coleslaw dressing, I absolutely felt like puking.&lt;br /&gt;No I'm not sick=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt so crabby today as well.&lt;br /&gt;During jammin' session as well.&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely apologize to ASP-ians if I've had offended you in any way=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teachers are quite lenient I guess, despite majority of the class not doing the assigned homework.&lt;br /&gt;And Miss Tan SL was absent today!&lt;br /&gt;To think I spent most of the weekend doing the E Maths papers.&lt;br /&gt;TMD.&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then fertilizers spent the double period going through comments for last year's O lvls.&lt;br /&gt;The funniest part I can think of was when he stared at Yu Ting in disbelief when the latter was doing some ridiculous and out-of-point actions.&lt;br /&gt;haha=P&lt;br /&gt;And he forgot that he was supposed to give us a format test!&lt;br /&gt;ALAMAK&lt;br /&gt;Spelling he also forgot.&lt;br /&gt;He suddenly told us at the end of the lesson that tomorrow would have spelling.&lt;br /&gt;What are the chances that he would forget again?&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;today's practice was good.&lt;br /&gt;although Jerald says so, can sense a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone=/&lt;br /&gt;we used room1 today and that sucked.&lt;br /&gt;the keyboard was next to the drumset; but that wasn't the worst.&lt;br /&gt;there were peopl gawking outside, more specifically, Malay boys.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;Then one of them posed holding a trumpet at me.&lt;br /&gt;ara?&lt;br /&gt;=S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghh so bloated.&lt;br /&gt;bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw I didn't turn bad after I joined ASP=)&lt;br /&gt;I knew about N&amp;B ever since...like dunno when?=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. the relativelocity test today sucked; the qns seemed so damn easy but I see people scribbling  so much working that I panicked; FAIl lor=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's Electone lesson was cool.&lt;br /&gt;my teacher brought the 'Haunted Mansion' scores.&lt;br /&gt;no HMC=(&lt;br /&gt;the songs pretty cool; got ghosts wailing and creaking doors.&lt;br /&gt;I'll never play 'em at night.&lt;br /&gt;The sounds will freak me out!&lt;br /&gt;Like my teacher said also, it's the Seventh Month.&lt;br /&gt;She suggested playing them earlier in the day!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112471029824357218?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112471029824357218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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of when we gotten the paper and seriously, I don't even remember doing it!&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Ngiam somemore going thru it tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;X_X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it was dated 27/4/2005 cos that was the only 'fissix: prelim paper' i wrote in my entire student organizer so far.&lt;br /&gt;TERM 2 lehs!&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god...&lt;br /&gt;I know it's my own fault because it's my responsibility after all.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Ngiam won't scold de but I usually dislike sharing with others - especially stuff I wanna copy onto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad tomorrow's monday though.&lt;br /&gt;Cos the wait is finally over.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not prepared for the exams yet but somehow, the potential nerves the others all feel will soon wear off in three weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention ASP's debut!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a new family.&lt;br /&gt;From different backgrounds and all, but when gathered together, we all share and understand our passion for music=)&lt;br /&gt;That's the greatest thing about these groups=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally understand somewhat about relativelocity, thanks to my brother.&lt;br /&gt;Shall attempt some TYS questions later.&lt;br /&gt;And memorize the format sheet.&lt;br /&gt;And memorize the themes for SS as well.&lt;br /&gt;Wow!&lt;br /&gt;Think I shall put aside sciences (except practical-related info) until Sept holz as Mrs Ngiam suggested.&lt;br /&gt;As the class is divided into 2 groups, I'm in the first group!&lt;br /&gt;Last one though cos essentially, despite some dropping the sub, 42/2 = 21.&lt;br /&gt;Either way, I'm the last one.&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in the hall as well=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for the next practice.!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh people!&lt;br /&gt;did you realize it has been exactly one year since Music and Movement evening?!&lt;br /&gt;And the opening of the first Naruto movie in Japan?!&lt;br /&gt;wahahahaha=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112460692044007428?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112460692044007428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112460692044007428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/08/4-days-to-prelims.html' title='4 days to prelims!'/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112454009571136028</id><published>2005-08-20T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T05:14:55.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 days to prelims</title><content type='html'>Let me list my school to-dos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hmwk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XMSS E Maths Paper 2&lt;br /&gt;CHS E Maths Paper 2&lt;br /&gt;DHSS Chemistry paper&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry worksheet&lt;br /&gt;Nuclear exercises in Phy WB&lt;br /&gt;Redo temp./time graph&lt;br /&gt;All those A Maths papers&lt;br /&gt;Literature drafts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;study&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English format test&lt;br /&gt;A Maths Relativelocity test&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;find&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZHSS Phy prelim 2oo4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;practise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chords for ASP&lt;br /&gt;Electone!&lt;br /&gt;- ForbiddenLove; HaiShen; Ballads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god I'm not re-taking chinese.&lt;br /&gt;ZhanLaoShi confirm gives homework.&lt;br /&gt;*shudders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I do it all within less than 48 hours?&lt;br /&gt;- mission possible -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112454009571136028?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112454009571136028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112454009571136028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/08/5-days-to-prelims.html' title='5 days to prelims'/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112453135124603284</id><published>2005-08-20T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T02:49:11.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from my first ever jamming session.&lt;br /&gt;It was at some Wee Lee Music Centre.&lt;br /&gt;The place IS very run-down, the rooms cramped, lousy hygiene...that's why can tell two cheekopehs run the place.&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, did I say they dunno how to do business?&lt;br /&gt;They dare to shout and scold clients de.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky the clients are teenagers only. Worst cross-fire merely include 'fuck' and all that.&lt;br /&gt;If it ever happens when my bro's around, he'll make sure the place closes down=)&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, he's a teenager anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room we gotten was bigger than the one Jerald asked for.&lt;br /&gt;I tell you man, I had no fooging idea how to use the keyboards provided.&lt;br /&gt;I mean I can't even find the switch!&lt;br /&gt;How pathetic can that get?!&lt;br /&gt;The model, can tell, is easily at least 10 years old.&lt;br /&gt;I mean come on, which Yamaha model still has a mere measley selection of 16 sounds?!&lt;br /&gt;And the buttons are damn LAG; i had to press it repeatedly before the red light comes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the practice went quite well=)&lt;br /&gt;So happy man.&lt;br /&gt;First time can engulf myself in such adrenaline-pumping music.&lt;br /&gt;More like emotion-evoking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postponed my maths tuition to tomorrow instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala~&lt;br /&gt;The song is etched in my mind now~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll--be--there---for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW!!&lt;br /&gt;I actually couldn't believe that my mother would let me go out! Let alone go jammin'.&lt;br /&gt;Weird...but I told her the truth and emphasized 'just one hour only!' and she let me go!&lt;br /&gt;Until the cheekopeh uncle had to postpone the timeslot by ONE HOUR!&lt;br /&gt;hah hah hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Hong Kit!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112453135124603284?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112453135124603284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112453135124603284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/08/back-from-my-first-ever-jamming.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112444317836282044</id><published>2005-08-19T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T02:23:52.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 days to prelims!</title><content type='html'>My nose is swelling, in addition to the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mega zit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How sucky this is?!&lt;br /&gt;I might as well go for plastic surgery.&lt;br /&gt;No I'm serious, not for beauty purposes but mainly to be able to scratch my nose without feeling intense pain. And also while sneezing=)&lt;br /&gt;Well that will have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;*scratches nose&lt;br /&gt;OUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did something really really dumb yesterday, or last night.&lt;br /&gt;I somehow drifted off to sleep w/o turning off my room lights.&lt;br /&gt;There was a knock on my door and my mother came in.&lt;br /&gt;I was so shocked and I immediately got up to get my school uniform.&lt;br /&gt;I was also wondering why I had slept so little. The night had passed so fast&lt;br /&gt;My mother was like 'What are you doing?'&lt;br /&gt;Guess what.&lt;br /&gt;It was MIDNIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;( -.-)&lt;br /&gt;Boy I was sheepish but reminded strongly then of my stupidity months before when I woke up at 7.15pm, thinking it was 7.15am and started crying that I was gonna be late for school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The groups which made it thru the TD auditions, as far I can remember are, 4E1, 2E5, 3E5, 3N1, Guides and &lt;strong&gt;The Anti-Stickman Project&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It didn't dawn on me that &lt;strong&gt;L.A.M.E&lt;/strong&gt; hadn't made it in until Regi (who was standing behind me) reminded me.&lt;br /&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;Shocked? I was absolutely flabbergasted.&lt;br /&gt;Well firstly, they were the best of the dance groups from ytd's auditions.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, they are from a graduating class!&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, I've heard Mr. J Yeo is learning the dance steps and intends to dance with THEM.&lt;br /&gt;Hello???&lt;br /&gt;Can at least treat the teachers and the students a decent dance or not?&lt;br /&gt;Or at least one of the &lt;em&gt;decent&lt;/em&gt; dances from &lt;em&gt;decent&lt;/em&gt; people from a &lt;em&gt;decent&lt;/em&gt; batch in a &lt;em&gt;not-so-decent&lt;/em&gt; school.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played the creative game again for PE but not as successful cos it's in the field=/&lt;br /&gt;And we sang SeeHwee a birthday song=)&lt;br /&gt;Then we cheered for Hazel when she crossed the finish line for the 2.4km retake&lt;br /&gt;yay! we all like 'woo-hoo' and 'all-right' here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Yam was a good mood today.&lt;br /&gt;Really really really glad.&lt;br /&gt;And that it was only a single period.&lt;br /&gt;Very stressful lah, her lessons, especially when her mood is as dark as a 'wu yun mi bu' (dark clouds gathering) sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went with Nura to the &lt;a href="mailto:library@esplanade"&gt;library@esplanade&lt;/a&gt; earlier, after school.&lt;br /&gt;Suppose to go with Jerald as well but due to unfortunate circumstances, he was called back and somehow 'dealt with'.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno how he is now.&lt;br /&gt;He was suppose to call Nura when he's leaving school.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, when Nura and I reached the library, got the score we wanted, and slacked arnd for awhile before going home by MRT, HE STILL HASN'T CALLED.&lt;br /&gt;Like wow, what kinda ordeal was he going through?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The score we gotten was an extremely simplified version.&lt;br /&gt;And it isn't used for band groups and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Well in other words, it's not the same score used by Bon Jovi and his band.&lt;br /&gt;cham cham cham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very random and drifted today.&lt;br /&gt;For e.g., there was this new art exhibit at the front of foyer and there were large blocks with gaudy paint; bright words; graffiti and whatsoever all over.&lt;br /&gt;Then I caught sight of this gigantic word.&lt;br /&gt;I was reciting &lt;strong&gt;'B.I.G.H.T&lt;/strong&gt;. Bight? What's that?'&lt;br /&gt;Then Nura said, 'huh? Right.'&lt;br /&gt;ALAMAK.&lt;br /&gt;The damn word was 'RIGHT', not 'BIGHT'.&lt;br /&gt;It was so damn huge huge huge yet I still interpret it as a B instead of a R.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another was when Nura asked 'Hm..Social studies or E Maths first?'&lt;br /&gt;I replied, 'Oh do SS first. More important. After all, E maths prelim is after prelims.'&lt;br /&gt;-.-'&lt;br /&gt;Recitified version - E Maths prelim is after September holidays.&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god, what was wrong with me sia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went separate ways at the Serangoon Bus Int.&lt;br /&gt;Nura had to go back to school there to pass Jerald back his Ipod.&lt;br /&gt;I took bus 315 home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother asked where I went to.&lt;br /&gt;I said I went to Esplanade library to look for stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'I solemnly swear I'm up to no good'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to SeeHwee!!!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Huiyun too???&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Scratches nose&lt;br /&gt;OUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112444317836282044?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112444317836282044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112444317836282044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/08/6-days-to-prelims.html' title='6 days to prelims!'/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112436086695432438</id><published>2005-08-18T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T03:30:03.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7 days to prelims!</title><content type='html'>Ok I wanna mention this first before I forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I must never mention Band to my mother.&lt;br /&gt;I must never mention Music to my mother.&lt;br /&gt;I must never mention Malays to my mother.&lt;br /&gt;I must never mention Hair to my mother.&lt;br /&gt;I must never mention English to my mother.&lt;br /&gt;I must never mention Chinese to my mother.&lt;br /&gt;I must never mention E Maths to my mother.&lt;br /&gt;I must never mention A Maths to my mother.&lt;br /&gt;I must never mention Literature to my mother.&lt;br /&gt;I must never mention Chemistry to my mother.&lt;br /&gt;I must never mention Physics to my mother.&lt;br /&gt;I must never mention About School to my mother.&lt;br /&gt;I must never mention Hospital to my mother.&lt;br /&gt;I must never mention Computers to my mother.&lt;br /&gt;I must never mention Complexion to my mother.&lt;br /&gt;I must never mention Pimples to my mother.&lt;br /&gt;I must never mention 'What if-s' to my mother.&lt;br /&gt;I must never mention Boys to my mother.&lt;br /&gt;I must never mention Future to my mother.&lt;br /&gt;I must never mention Arts to my mother.&lt;br /&gt;I must never mention by never mentioning anything in the first place to my mother.&lt;br /&gt;I must never mention anything regarding my life to my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;But that's the way it is I learnt just by a &lt;em&gt;10-minute&lt;/em&gt; car ride home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Koh and Miss Ow have a common trait with the 'F' word.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Koh: Always remember your favourite 4-letter word. &lt;strong&gt;READ&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Miss Ow: Always remember the F word. &lt;strong&gt;FOCUS&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok you should know what I meant anyway right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nura was absent in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Threw up or something.&lt;br /&gt;Glad to see her later in the day=)&lt;br /&gt;Take care babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social studies was mere copying again.&lt;br /&gt;As usual I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to brush up on &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;RelatiVelocity&lt;/span&gt; again.&lt;br /&gt;So confusing=/&lt;br /&gt;Lucky the test scheduled tomorrow was postponed to next Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed back with Regi to do her Phy. practical with the water and the thermometer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the hall to rot until the TD auditions start.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently it was supposed to start at 1430, or so I heard from certain kiddos around the corridors.&lt;br /&gt;But it started at 1600 instead=)&lt;br /&gt;And many classes auditioned today instead of yesterday, cos, well obviously for extra last-minute practice.&lt;br /&gt;So kudos to those who auditioned yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L.A.M.E&lt;/strong&gt; rocked.&lt;br /&gt;They danced out the competition compared to the other classes today.&lt;br /&gt;And it would long before I can forget the 'sexy bom bom bom' chorus or was it 'sassy bom bom bom'. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;And something about a girl called or nicknamed 'Ruhua' in 2E5.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I don't seem to get the joke about her.&lt;br /&gt;Expectedly, every class danced.&lt;br /&gt;To be crude, most seemed like primary school dances=/&lt;br /&gt;Dance and dance and more dancing.&lt;br /&gt;Except for the &lt;strong&gt;Anti-Stickman Project&lt;/strong&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just lurrvveeee Nura's voice!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd definitely will buy her album when she cuts one in the future.&lt;br /&gt;WHEN. not IF=)&lt;br /&gt;See I'm sucha big fan=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard from somewhere or another that Mr. Chew was pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was because of the members' absence cos of the TD auditions.&lt;br /&gt;Then Jason C told me Mr Chew left early at 1600 already=/&lt;br /&gt;Oh who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mega zit&lt;/span&gt; on my right thumb and a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mega zit&lt;/span&gt; on my nose.&lt;br /&gt;Can't seem to get rid of the latter.&lt;br /&gt;My mother suggested using H2O2.&lt;br /&gt;See that's why I must not mention pimples to her, not that she can help seeing them every single day in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least there is Naruto and Bleach today!&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to Germaine=)&lt;br /&gt;Germaine Foo that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112436086695432438?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112436086695432438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112436086695432438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/08/7-days-to-prelims.html' title='7 days to prelims!'/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112428222529502727</id><published>2005-08-17T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T05:37:05.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8 days to Prelims!</title><content type='html'>Boy this was the first we've seen Miss Ow so angry.&lt;br /&gt;Can tell she didn't really wanna shout at us...get mad at us...&lt;br /&gt;4E2 jia you!&lt;br /&gt;We shall prove to them that we can do it!&lt;br /&gt;Cailaoshi said this to Mrs Ngiam rmb?&lt;br /&gt;That we would score well and not let our teachers or ourselves down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Leow is apparently still MIA.&lt;br /&gt;So Mr. Lim still taking over.&lt;br /&gt;Damn got R.V. test this friday.=/&lt;br /&gt;The topic's not that difficult but then maths is a fickle subject.&lt;br /&gt;U never know when to use the approximated value or the actual value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed with Regi to do her chem prac she missed last friday.&lt;br /&gt;Lit so damn many matches but all blown out cos of the fan.&lt;br /&gt;One of the stick thingys - I had burnt it on both sides and forgot to tell Regi and her fingers think got burnt as well. Slightly but still shockful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only managed to see two dances for that T.D. audition.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow more exciting!&lt;br /&gt;Nura and Jerald performing! then got the Lame group; not a big fan but as long as VOSH is=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read thru all the reflections handed in ytd.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously people forgot to hand in but I rest my case.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky thing the reflections were honest.&lt;br /&gt;And candid.&lt;br /&gt;As Nura says, they are more like blog entries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so sad, disappointed yet angry.&lt;br /&gt;All these emotions add up to nothing more than a burden on someone whose prelims are in 8 days.&lt;br /&gt;What on earth is wrong?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZWINDS WHAT'S HAPPENING?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112428222529502727?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112428222529502727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112428222529502727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/08/8-days-to-prelims.html' title='8 days to Prelims!'/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112418319242254358</id><published>2005-08-16T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T02:11:28.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9 days to Prelims!</title><content type='html'>I seriously have quite a lot to blog about today despite today being a supposedly mundane school day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NKP didn't return my English paper 2=(&lt;br /&gt;Can tell, VERY OBVIOUSLY, that he either forgot to take my paper OR forgot to &lt;em&gt;MARK&lt;/em&gt; my paper. Cos after he returned Benjamin's, he had none left and gave me that apologetic look-.-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did Chem practical. VA. My readings were so &lt;em&gt;screwed&lt;/em&gt; - all different from one another! I think during the actual exam next week, I will seriously die. I'd rather do physics prac. At least can write something down=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I somehow cannot believe that Mrs. Ngiam gave away her precious physics period for Mr. Lim's unprofitable A maths!&lt;br /&gt;o.O&lt;br /&gt;Imagine our shock after returning from lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL LOL.&lt;br /&gt;That Regi then initiated writing &lt;strong&gt;anonymous&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love letters&lt;/span&gt; to the guys in our class.&lt;br /&gt;First to Joseph, then Steve and then Andrew...&lt;br /&gt;Joseph had no reaction. Steve was like 'ha ha' [usual deadpan face].&lt;br /&gt;Andrew's one was the funnest! Cos 4 of us wrote the letter to him...&lt;br /&gt;It goes something like this "I've been meaning to tell you this...eh...this is really embarrassing...but...*blah blah blah* I'm in love with..."&lt;br /&gt;then we send the 2nd letter - &lt;strong&gt;"YOUR PENCIL BOX!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nura &amp; Regi wanted to send another one regarding the trees outside &amp;amp; something like 'The trees look better than you" and "Oops sorry I meant you look worse than the trees!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay nvm that was really really really lame.&lt;br /&gt;And Andrew or Ian replied using 12th Night quotes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;'Cucullus non facit monachum'&lt;/span&gt; and whatever ga-blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assembly: The Thai teachers and students performed a &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Loy Krathong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dance.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty cool, until the zhonghuayrians and the teachers had to spoil it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we did QA in the chem lab 1.&lt;br /&gt;That was another screwed practical, although the effects were awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Then a few of us stayed to check the solubility of Lead(II) Chloride in water.&lt;br /&gt;INSOLUBLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Returned to class; Regi was frantic cos she thought her handphone was missing. Panicked cos it might have gotten stolen. Lucky mine was still in my bag. Nura then suggested calling her phone to check. THEN THEN THEN...&lt;br /&gt;Regi found her phone at the bottom of her bag.&lt;br /&gt;( '-')('-' )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got maths tewtion in 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Meant to nap but oh well, still got to do that Lit Essay.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow got DOUBLE LIT.&lt;br /&gt;I hate hate hate it=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES!&lt;br /&gt;I am very very very happy about something!&lt;br /&gt;I mastered the grade 5-3 version of My Heart will Go On!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yes you people scoff but you try to play la.&lt;br /&gt;I only started playing the left hand yesterday~&lt;br /&gt;then cannot resist and continued the right and finally finished the whole song.&lt;br /&gt;yippee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me type out a recollection of yesteday I'd forgotten to add.&lt;br /&gt;I was sleeping in the afternoon until my mother came to wake me up and lucky thing she did.&lt;br /&gt;She knocked and asked 'What time your organ?' I was so groggy and like 'Huh?' and I turned to the clock. And somehow I have no idea why, the numbers &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;'11:11'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; surfaced to me mind.&lt;br /&gt;Then I told my mother 'Orh...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eleven Eleven&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...'&lt;br /&gt;LOL LOL LOL&lt;br /&gt;I just recalled that this morning and found it so ridiculous and humiliating but decided to let u all have a laugh anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to Yi Teng!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112418319242254358?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112418319242254358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112418319242254358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/08/9-days-to-prelims.html' title='9 days to Prelims!'/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112410996795877856</id><published>2005-08-15T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T05:46:12.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mr. Lim is apparently still teaching us until tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;One improvement was that his sore throat has cured although it doesn't make much of a difference.&lt;br /&gt;He scolded Jerald for talking and then 'fa' him to stand up; halfway J. sat down again &amp; Mr. Lim scolded him again; J said 'I not feeling well.' which obviously is deceit unless he's referring otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a nightmare this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt of Mr. Chew scolding the band outside the chem lab; and outrageously I was in the school - half-naked?! YES I remembered myself wearing nothing but a towel&lt;br /&gt;oh god terrible~&lt;br /&gt;LOL don't scoff=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My teacher forgotten to bring the HMC book=(&lt;br /&gt;SAD CAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm still stuck in the Love &amp; Ballads.&lt;br /&gt;I am already sick of the S.E.N.S songs=&lt;br /&gt;My teacher cutting me a lot of slack cos she knows my exams are coming and all that.&lt;br /&gt;Not that it seriously mattered I guess cos she will still get her money=/&lt;br /&gt;I made her out to be so monetary-mined$_$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESSAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;LIT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;DECEIT!&lt;br /&gt;P.C.T.T=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phy. practical this afternoon was fun&lt;br /&gt;HAHA spilt water on myself.&lt;br /&gt;The graph-drawing was so damn tedious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oral seemed fun again!&lt;br /&gt;looks like &lt;strong&gt;4E2 &lt;/strong&gt;nailed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Happy Birthday KAILIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15/8 right?&lt;br /&gt;yay I remembered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112410996795877856?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112410996795877856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112410996795877856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/08/mr.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112402215003226734</id><published>2005-08-14T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T05:22:31.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloody Sunday</title><content type='html'>Changed layout.&lt;br /&gt;ZEN NEEON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they left and I'm using my own computer in my own room back.&lt;br /&gt;kinda quiet w/o the brats shouting and screaming, and with respect to the cousin who can wake me up by just talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school starts again tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;ok continues.&lt;br /&gt;god...the weekends just melt away.&lt;br /&gt;I hate homework.&lt;br /&gt;Cannot just let us revise???&lt;br /&gt;Why must go through???&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather study independently..&lt;br /&gt;AT HOME!&lt;br /&gt;Teachers are always so busy, on the move.&lt;br /&gt;When you wanna find them, they'll go 'oh wait for a while, i go do this-and-that first'&lt;br /&gt;End up they'll disappear and you'll either go around hunting for them or just wait 'patiently'.&lt;br /&gt;Then they'll come back and 'oh sorry I forgot' or 'oh I was so busy and I just can't afford the time today'&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;How many teachers are guilty of doing this frequently to the graduating students?&lt;br /&gt;Not just the sec4s, I believe the lower sec and Sec3 students as well right?&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loaded new songs into the NEEON.&lt;br /&gt;Band songs!&lt;br /&gt;Acapella!&lt;br /&gt;TTX influenced me into listening acapella again.&lt;br /&gt;And the 'oldies' in my brother's comp are just too tantalizing to leave them there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Electone tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;yes!!!&lt;br /&gt;cos the HMC book may be coming=) as in from the exchange.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully my teacher remembers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31stNCO05 is from 7-11 Nov.&lt;br /&gt;Is it deliberate? 7-11?&lt;br /&gt;In any case, I wanna go!!!&lt;br /&gt;Not that I made many friends in 30thNCO but it's just too tempting yeah? and to mock at the BM and DM from Zwinds attending=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zit outbreak.&lt;br /&gt;my face hurts.&lt;br /&gt;what else is new?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't it be nice if we could just 'ctrl-alt-del' when our lives are messed up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone clamours to play a woodwind instrument or percussion when it's truly (no offence to the former) the lower brass which are so goddamn beautiful and astounding=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Alvin!&lt;br /&gt;Oh man I said this thrice already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112402215003226734?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112402215003226734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112402215003226734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/08/bloody-sunday.html' title='Bloody Sunday'/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112393475173056396</id><published>2005-08-13T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T05:05:52.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This computer is really fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;Alot of treasures=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found my my brother's SASMB concert in 2001.&lt;br /&gt;When I was p6-.-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can remember they got gold for SYF with Ross Roy.&lt;br /&gt;I thought their rendition sucked but compared to what zhband played last year for Music&amp;Movement, yes I can see why they got Gold anyway=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this saxophonist who played the solo with a silver soprano saxx.&lt;br /&gt;i felt a pang, remembering Yujia using a gold soprano saxx, playing the same solo.&lt;br /&gt;so poignant ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem and Phy prac was fun today~&lt;br /&gt;Despite one after another.&lt;br /&gt;There was suppose to be a break which Ms Yam requested for us but well, we just continued anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Yam said the actual Chem Prac would be under really hot conditions, literally.&lt;br /&gt;No fans, closed windows and drawn curtains.&lt;br /&gt;Andrew said it would be like Divination with the perfumes and cooked sherry.&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought that the perfumes had to be the ammonia gas produced then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to watch the effect of rekindling glowing splints in the presence of oxygen gas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept the entire afternoon away.&lt;br /&gt;Tired mah anyway I wanna make full use of weekends to rest.&lt;br /&gt;And the very same cousin woke me up with his natural loud talking voice again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amaths next week is so gonna kill me, i mean us.&lt;br /&gt;if ms leow doesen't come back that is, mr lim would take over the entire lesson week.&lt;br /&gt;oh god...combo of sore throat and soft voice..&lt;br /&gt;worst thing that can happen to a relief teacher teaching a graduating class a rushed topic.&lt;br /&gt;the worst case scenario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they will be gone by tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;and I'll have my room back.&lt;br /&gt;like FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regi is still sick apparently.&lt;br /&gt;Low immune system huh=/&lt;br /&gt;hope she gets better soon.&lt;br /&gt;she has to!!! prelims coming liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;panic everyone, not just for Regi but urselves as well=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall blog more if there is anything excess brain juice in my ... brain to release=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday YanLing=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112393475173056396?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112393475173056396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112393475173056396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/08/this-computer-is-really-fascinating.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112384600293549053</id><published>2005-08-12T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T05:35:33.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was the release of the Chinese O level results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone in 4E/5N was nervous.&lt;br /&gt;There was a feverish atmosphere in the morning before flag-raising.&lt;br /&gt;And the announcer announced it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day flashed by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to hall.&lt;br /&gt;Nura came to lend moral support and a shoulder to cry on later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say I really let myself down bah.&lt;br /&gt;Especially since veggie did tell my mother that I could easily get A1.&lt;br /&gt;But alas, I got a B3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I'm not gonna retake.&lt;br /&gt;What's the point since this isn't gonna be taken into account for next year?&lt;br /&gt;Well, for my case anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! So happy for Jerald yeah~&lt;br /&gt;He passed Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;Well obviously cos 100% pass anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Yes and Veggie came over to congratulate and Yes he cried!&lt;br /&gt;wow! haha=P&lt;br /&gt;I bet Nura and Vosh would also put &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; in their post=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some others cried, well, out of sadness and sorrow I presume.&lt;br /&gt;Expected to get A1 but got A2 in the end.&lt;br /&gt;But hey then me leh?&lt;br /&gt;No Bhb intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto more light-hearted things.&lt;br /&gt;Oral was great!&lt;br /&gt;Although the examiner on the left wearing a blue shirt and moustache seemed rather bored.&lt;br /&gt;He only smiled when it ended.&lt;br /&gt;As in after I finally finished talking.&lt;br /&gt;wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other examiner was very nice though.&lt;br /&gt;He listened to my non-stop yakking patiently.&lt;br /&gt;I hadn't finished yet but he interrupted me and yeah and it was over.&lt;br /&gt;Cool man~&lt;br /&gt;Never had so much in oral before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;br /&gt;AND I DIDN'T SHAKE.&lt;br /&gt;and I held onto the paper while reading=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then jalan in field with the dm(s) and their maces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg my relatives postponed their departure to KL again.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently due to bad weather and the well, chicken pox of the nine-month-old and 4andahalf -year-old.&lt;br /&gt;Kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That jus means that I can't have my room back yet-.-'&lt;br /&gt;alamak I already missed two episodes of Bleach and one episode of Naruto.&lt;br /&gt;This has never happened before!&lt;br /&gt;Nvm I wei qu yi xia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could be a blessing in disguise right?&lt;br /&gt;Cos I can use this time to STUDY.&lt;br /&gt;Yupyup but too bad my brother's room JUST had to HAVE a computer.&lt;br /&gt;And I serendipitously found the old band songs in it!&lt;br /&gt;hip hip hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes Mr Koh, did you know I used one of the 'Words you have got to know' exercise during oral?&lt;br /&gt;UBIQUITOUS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112384600293549053?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112384600293549053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112384600293549053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/08/today-was-release-of-chinese-o-level.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112375693061137096</id><published>2005-08-11T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T03:42:10.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Writing and writing and more writing.&lt;br /&gt;That's the programme for today's lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regi was absent today!&lt;br /&gt;Got fever it turns out.&lt;br /&gt;Hope nothing serious though.&lt;br /&gt;This stupid virus keep spreading around...tsktsk&lt;br /&gt;I realize my injuries do heal very fast.&lt;br /&gt;My last fever only lasted fifteen minutes after medicine.&lt;br /&gt;My wisdom tooth op only lasted half an hour despite an estimated one hour and in a friendly local dental clinic.&lt;br /&gt;I've heard of cases of people in come and being hospitalized.&lt;br /&gt;I was freaked out but now...forget it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failed combined humans.&lt;br /&gt;duh that's everyone in the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Koh forgot about spelling or deliberately deviated to oral since it started today.&lt;br /&gt;So good 4E1 already finished.&lt;br /&gt;Mine's tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS was simple copy and copy and copy.&lt;br /&gt;oh gawd...can go crazy but Regi would have loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm getting a sore throat now...&lt;br /&gt;ok it's just itchy and it feels...scratchy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno why I'm bloggin about all this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES.&lt;br /&gt;Did u know that Li Hua calls Electone 'Electron'?&lt;br /&gt;I laughed my ass off, literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had asked me 'YiChing, can you play ur electron?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH HAh Hah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dropped a fifty cent coin into my chicken rice gravy and the aunty was nice enoughto extract the gooey coin and replace that portion of gravy affected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keyboard lagging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112375693061137096?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112375693061137096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112375693061137096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/08/writing-and-writing-and-more-writing.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112367458878954453</id><published>2005-08-10T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T04:49:48.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok wow so I'm finally blogging tonight, not that people do read this anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I'm getting kinda bored out of blogging. But now I am so damn bored and I can't watch Bleach and I just shudder at the thought/sight of my homework (and the fucking testimonial), here I am to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was boring.&lt;br /&gt;Contingent was cancelled due to foreseen rain and instead, we were treated to Mr. Kelvin Tan and History friends party; which, ironically, turned out to be the most interesting program for that morning.&lt;br /&gt;The dances seemed out of place at a National Day concert; perhaps they should have reserved it for Teacher's Day instead.&lt;br /&gt;And thank you very much for inviting us to sing Reach out for the skies or whatever it is called but no thanks.&lt;br /&gt;We sat resolutely in our concrete seats and pretended to be gawking at the hopping gorillas onstage (no offence)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4E2 stayed back for physics but not surprisingly, the same group of people ponned the lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Mrs. Ngiam lied. The whole Sec 4 lvl DID NOT stay back for PHYSICS.&lt;br /&gt;4E4 stayed back for Chemistry. oh and ok 4E1 stayed as well cos Mrs. Ngiam takes their class anyway.&lt;br /&gt;wad da hell.&lt;br /&gt;treated to an hour and a half of nuclear half-life (which I already learnt last last week) and practical corrections.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, duh, physics is a very very dry topic to begin with anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to band store to see whether the de-brief had ended.&lt;br /&gt;Greeted with 3 black faces and 1 normal one.&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't a very happy atmosphere there in any case.&lt;br /&gt;Went for lunch with Timo and Fiona; Fiona and I laughed at some shit I said about A****=X&lt;br /&gt;Then went home to slack; no Electone lesson cos of holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was no better.&lt;br /&gt;My tuition was delayed twice cos she had to do move her stuff into her hostel first and the second was that dinner wasn't served yet.&lt;br /&gt;I practically spent Tuesday...rotting?&lt;br /&gt;Funny cos it was only yesterday; yet I don't really recall what I did.&lt;br /&gt;NDP was nothing special; same thing every year despite the change in location; or probably cos I am just not a Singaporean.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the Mediacorp artises who usually speak mandarin, &lt;em&gt;trying&lt;/em&gt; to speak English, eg Sharon Au and Michelle Chia.&lt;br /&gt;Tuition ended at 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;strong&gt;'League of Extraordinary Gentlemen'&lt;/strong&gt; cos it was on Cinemax and I missed it on the big screen.&lt;br /&gt;Watched until 0030.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fun! but too fast...=(&lt;br /&gt;Woke up by the shrill and loud TALKINGS of my dear dear cousin.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine it is just TALKING. ohgawd.&lt;br /&gt;then walked to Serangoon MRT station to meet 13o7.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I wanted to take 317 but the bus just passed by as I just came out from my house.&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to walk.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky thing I did cos I reached at 1040; so damn early.&lt;br /&gt;The tix left for the 1335 show only had the first three rows so we took the 2nd row from the FRONT.&lt;br /&gt;wahpiang I craned my neck throughout the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a big hoot really. not exactly family-friendly.&lt;br /&gt;Cringed quite a few times cos of Johnny Depp's WillyWonka weirdo acting, but the actor rox anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Abit ominous nia... especially the un-bookbased flashback of Wilbur Wonka, Dental Practitioner.&lt;br /&gt;The oompa-loompas damnnnn UGLY!!!&lt;br /&gt;The songs were kinda cute but the puppets were &lt;em&gt;hideous&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outing was fun, fun, fun, until the end of the movie cos we didn't have the next destination.&lt;br /&gt;So end up jalan at my place.&lt;br /&gt;Samuel psk cos he wanted to play arcade.&lt;br /&gt;tooter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost 8.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously don't wanna do HOMEWORK.&lt;br /&gt;Can't I revise???&lt;br /&gt;Revise sounds more inviting than doing homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so gonna hate the next two days.&lt;br /&gt;darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna change this layout soon.&lt;br /&gt;getting abit too ...&lt;br /&gt;dull...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when's the next outing???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112367458878954453?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112367458878954453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112367458878954453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/08/ok-wow-so-im-finally-blogging-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112332796268637279</id><published>2005-08-06T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T04:32:42.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't come blogged for sucha long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I also dunno whether I never came or is it I am just too lazy to bother with this blog anymore=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been communicating too much with the band lately, not something someone like ME should be doing-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BI on Thursday was a 'blast'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for the Art Gallery Opening this morning.&lt;br /&gt;Mainly to support the band lah.&lt;br /&gt;So pissed with my section.&lt;br /&gt;HALF the section didn't turn up!&lt;br /&gt;o.O&lt;br /&gt;And from what I've heard it wasn't the first time.&lt;br /&gt;Ok so in the end there were no 2nd players.&lt;br /&gt;SAD.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Chew reminded me of my speech ya, and I thought no one would bother to listen that day.&lt;br /&gt;'One Band One Sound. One Missing No Sound.'&lt;br /&gt;I can quote from Mr Chew 'This is a living example."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway I think the band did quite well today, even though most of the songs were quite impromptu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel like blogging about BI man...&lt;br /&gt;Didn't have an atmosphere previous BI-s had, such as the interaction time and the fun-fun ambience at the auditorium.&lt;br /&gt;Regi said the most memorable thing was the basketball playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the de-briefing this coming Monday!&lt;br /&gt;Lucky no physics prac but have to go find Mrs. Ngiam to collect the previous experiment and get the corrections done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a heck of homework this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Someone in my capacity shan't be complaining and whining ya...=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Yvonne says the air-con in the Art Gallery is really cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112332796268637279?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112332796268637279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112332796268637279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/08/sorry-i-havent-come-blogged-for-sucha.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112298690463889741</id><published>2005-08-02T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T05:48:24.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bah today could have been a great day if something hadn't just abrupted it in the late afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally gotten Mr. E Wong's autograph.&lt;br /&gt;yeah gotta treasure it. *coughs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't describe how boring and mundane lessons were as usual.&lt;br /&gt;What else is new?&lt;br /&gt;Lucky no chinese.&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather physics or chemistry over chinese by Zhan Laoshi anyway.&lt;br /&gt;At least Cailaoshi's voice can penetrate through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO SSP.&lt;br /&gt;shocked?&lt;br /&gt;I was.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why would Miss Yam wanna cancel Chem Practical.&lt;br /&gt;That's just too weird for words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Student Council Investiture was so damn boring lah.&lt;br /&gt;The sec4s were simply gossiping away.&lt;br /&gt;There was nothing spectacular, unusual, interesting at all.&lt;br /&gt;Just too...DULL.&lt;br /&gt;I believe most of the Sec4 councillors agree even ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went Heartland Mall with SiewTing, ChinYing and SiewHoon.&lt;br /&gt;Never been out with this buncha frenz before.&lt;br /&gt;And what a day!&lt;br /&gt;So damn fun to hang out with today=D&lt;br /&gt;Especially taking Neoprints.&lt;br /&gt;I ain't a big fan of neoprints and I shudder every time I see some shop nearby or irk at girls preening themselves before the hidden cameras in those machines.&lt;br /&gt;I still ain't one but it was soooo damnnn amusing and fun to take them today!&lt;br /&gt;There's no way I can post them up but I scared SiewTing anyway.&lt;br /&gt;If anyone wanna see just ask me!&lt;br /&gt;Siewting's face is just soo...EXPRESSIVE!!!&lt;br /&gt;I totally luv it.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't stop laughing when they were decorating the pics.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I was already laughing damn loudly in the neoprint machine thing=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well then, I returned my mother's missed calls and yah she nagged again.&lt;br /&gt;I was on the second floor, in between Pizza Hut and Hang Ten.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't care less and had an argument with her there and then.&lt;br /&gt;So pissed lah so I contradicated her in everything and then she bo bian mention about me taking neos when I not wearing make-up and with my hideous pimply complexion. Then she asked me to hurry home and wash my face.&lt;br /&gt;can peng or not you tell me?&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of Jayne's essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then I saw Stacy and her bf at the bus-stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home and went straight up to my room.&lt;br /&gt;I mean my brother's bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;the look of my cute cousin Charlene's face just brightens me up.&lt;br /&gt;she's soooo cute and she likes me sooooo much&lt;br /&gt;just now she asked me again 'are you going to study here?'&lt;br /&gt;then before that she had asked 'when guan kuan comes, will you play UNO with us?'&lt;br /&gt;HAHA SOOOO CUTE!!!&lt;br /&gt;I just have to take her pic before she leaves on Friday..&lt;br /&gt;*guan kuan is another cousin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am suppose to have math tuition now but I didn't reply her sms.&lt;br /&gt;Then I think she got pissed and refused to come.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno man.&lt;br /&gt;Cos I can't have lesson this Thursday cos of BI.&lt;br /&gt;And she's also busy cos of her Uni stuff.&lt;br /&gt;HAIZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's gonna be a looong day again.&lt;br /&gt;like ytd.&lt;br /&gt;cos most likely we would have to stay for Chem after English SSP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I think my English essay sucks.&lt;br /&gt;if the std of the essays he gave 24-26/30 are exceptional.&lt;br /&gt;I would likely to get at most 20.&lt;br /&gt;My essay damn lame and stupid.&lt;br /&gt;too much dialogue.&lt;br /&gt;He confirm comment about THAT.&lt;br /&gt;Thank Koh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112298690463889741?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112298690463889741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112298690463889741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/08/bah-today-could-have-been-great-day-if.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112289861299608669</id><published>2005-08-01T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T05:16:53.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHAT A DAY.&lt;br /&gt;So damn exhausted now, not to mention with all those screamings of the kiddos just outside my bedroom door...&lt;br /&gt;ok my brother's bedroom door...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons were sooooo damn sian today.&lt;br /&gt;wanna know the details?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh before that the PA system screwed up this morning, the National Anthem got cut off halfway.&lt;br /&gt;oh and Geena is the new President of the Student Council!&lt;br /&gt;yay~&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E Maths: got an additional 2 marks! other than that, Ms Tan went thru a couple of questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English: KOH went thru Oral...damn sian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fyi: did anyone realize that Mr. Koh's initials can be used to represent fertilizers?&lt;br /&gt;Noel Koh P-chong.&lt;br /&gt;N - Nitrogen, K - Potassium, P - Phosphorus&lt;br /&gt;cool yeah!&lt;br /&gt;so when a particular question comes for Chem exam about fertilizers, just think of Mr Koh and u'll definitely get it correct!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry: did QA in chem lab. I luv lighting up bunsen burners, esp like the striking sound of matches=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics: went thru the Logic Gates and Thermistor, LED worksheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Maths:  - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese: endured an hour of 'hong lou meng' theories and hiao-ness of zhan laoshi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SSP - - -&lt;br /&gt;Lit: an hour of 12th Night in Resource Room. almost wanted to doze off but couldn't afford to with Ms Ow sitting right in front of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phy: Practical!!! can go mad doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem: de-brief and answer on Sat's QA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended at 5.45pm&lt;br /&gt;I had to chiong home for organ lesson at 6...lucky she came late at 6.15pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ate dinner at 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;yupyups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this cousin of mine really cute sia.&lt;br /&gt;I hardly know her and she hardly knows me.&lt;br /&gt;period.&lt;br /&gt;she's about 1/4 of my age yet she seems to know me.&lt;br /&gt;she actually asked me 'are you going to study?'&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh i am exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;so glad mrs ngiam didn't set us to do the potentiometer worksheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i need to get the signatures for the CCA cert.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Wong where u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112289861299608669?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112289861299608669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112289861299608669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/08/what-day.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112281367176513637</id><published>2005-07-31T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T05:41:11.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up late today=)&lt;br /&gt;had late breakfast with an empty house.&lt;br /&gt;void of crying babies and children wailing and screaming.&lt;br /&gt;and to think the latter are boys.=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had science tuition.&lt;br /&gt;michelle seemed so sick; she told me she vomitted this morning=(&lt;br /&gt;anyway today's lesson quite fun - did nuclear physics.&lt;br /&gt;what's fascinating about it is not the chapter but the surroundings which we discussed with regards to it.&lt;br /&gt;such as WWII - the bombing of Nagasaki and Hiroshima, the movie Erin Brockovich where there was a nuclear reactor scandal on polluting waters, Albert Einsten - E = mc^2, NKF scandal and tonights' PSC and my all-time favourite about MCP!&lt;br /&gt;Male Chauvinist Pigs!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lihua called me in the middle of lesson to loan my house for the sec2s' dance prac.&lt;br /&gt;wahh one whole gang of them came , never imagined that.&lt;br /&gt;then they told me that renting the Braddell Heights CC room for dance prac is $100/hour and likewise of some function room in Timo's condo.&lt;br /&gt;wah good ah, then mine is FREE yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the danced...and danced...and danced...&lt;br /&gt;goggled at them while trying to decipher tomorrow's Chem practical.&lt;br /&gt;then took pictures of them of their final practice.&lt;br /&gt;aiya at first thought the pictures quite nice but then now see them like not funny nor nice anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then played some songs on the Electone for them.&lt;br /&gt;I made the mistake of playing Grade 5 songs instead of Grade 6, which resulted in a disaster.&lt;br /&gt;never made so many mistakes in 'Tie a yellow ribbon around the ole oak tree' before.&lt;br /&gt;darn.=P&lt;br /&gt;anyway quite fun la ah, I don't mind playing for them again=)&lt;br /&gt;sort of sian just playing by myself although I tend not make so many mistakes=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after they left, my mother and I went to Hougang Festival Market for marketing and dinner.&lt;br /&gt;the damn cashier was damn damn damn damn slow; other cashiers finished two customers she was STILL doing just one.&lt;br /&gt;ate ramen for dinner; and I ate kimchi ramen for lunch actually.&lt;br /&gt;just hope that there's no blood in my shit again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lihua are you happy now?&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to J.K Rowling, Harry Potter &amp; Monica!&lt;br /&gt;yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112281367176513637?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112281367176513637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112281367176513637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/07/yo-woke-up-late-today-had-late.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112273617949730927</id><published>2005-07-30T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T08:09:39.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I didn't blog much yesterday cos I was too cranky.&lt;br /&gt;Cranky me=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Chem prac this morning.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Mc's with Regi, Tingxuan, Belinda and Nura.&lt;br /&gt;Ate and crapped there.&lt;br /&gt;not much crapping but serious discussion.&lt;br /&gt;wow O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fortunately I got home just before the heavy rain started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cousins came.&lt;br /&gt;as in from those Australia.&lt;br /&gt;ok the details are kinda wiring and I shan't bore you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seen my newborn baby cousin, Jordan, 9 months old.&lt;br /&gt;looks like a cross between his older brother Joel and older sister Charlene.&lt;br /&gt;they are occupying my bedroom for the next week.&lt;br /&gt;that's why I using the old computer in my brother's room now...&lt;br /&gt;damn lag and well...the keyboard is damn noisy as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a great chat with 13o7 this aftenrnoon.&lt;br /&gt;got to bond with the great grand children.&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway we talk almost every day=/&lt;br /&gt;Ian has a new name!&lt;br /&gt;Ian-chan!&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;Natnai-chan!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;In fact I gonna use -chan for everyone in the family liaos.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had math tuition.&lt;br /&gt;boy the kids were damn loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just ate a box of durian&lt;br /&gt;*burps&lt;br /&gt;actually I hiccuped but it doesn't make much of a difference to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya!&lt;br /&gt;I was happy about something ytd.&lt;br /&gt;for the first time in my life I was happy with my maths marks!&lt;br /&gt;Paper 1 that is=)&lt;br /&gt;made careless mistakes but heck I still did better than I thought=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got Science tuition tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;dunno how I gonna get any of IT done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shan't bother with &lt;strong&gt;defiant, childish, immature&lt;/strong&gt; creatures who simply do not know &lt;strong&gt;social etiquette&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;everyone agree with me please&lt;br /&gt;that such THINGS are not worth my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man this comp is LAGGING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weee hopefully family13o7 can go and watch Chalie and the Choclate Factory together!&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the movie=D=D=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, did u know tomorrow's suppose to be Harry Potter's Birthday?&lt;br /&gt;haha but seriously dunno how old he is suppose to be.&lt;br /&gt;ok he's just a fictional character anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112273617949730927?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112273617949730927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112273617949730927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-didnt-blog-much-yesterday-cos-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112263519771886861</id><published>2005-07-29T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T04:06:37.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM SO FUCKING ANGRY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ARGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I am happy as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but PREDOMINANTLY ANGRY&lt;br /&gt;PEEVED.&lt;br /&gt;PISSED.&lt;br /&gt;IRATE.&lt;br /&gt;FURIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;INFURIATED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghhhhhh~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why either=/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112263519771886861?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112263519771886861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112263519771886861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-am-so-fucking-angry-argh-but-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112254955290887801</id><published>2005-07-28T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T04:19:12.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Career Seminar 2005.&lt;br /&gt;in two words: very sucky&lt;br /&gt;in one word: pointless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nono cannot use Charlie Bucket's quote.&lt;br /&gt;I mean how can you say this?&lt;br /&gt;"Career Seminar doesn't have to have a point, that's why it's a Career Seminar"&lt;br /&gt;I mean come on lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired.&lt;br /&gt;Really worn out although all I did was listen and listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you heard of this joke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prime Minister: Gosh I'm so tired. I've been talking for the last two hours.&lt;br /&gt;Man: Yeah I am tired too.&lt;br /&gt;Prime Minister[astonished]: whatever for?&lt;br /&gt;Man: Listening to you talk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel like that 'Man'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first talk by VJC was just nice to keep me awake.&lt;br /&gt;but the NYJC one was damn boring I tell u.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to all NYJC students but seriously the principal can drone on and on but hardly anyone would be listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 1st seminar was supposed to be NEW MEDIA.&lt;br /&gt;But the speaker couldn't make it so it became 'Information Technology'&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember the details at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 2nd seminar was by Nanyang Academy of Fine Arts aka NAFA.&lt;br /&gt;Fascinating art school except for the school fees.&lt;br /&gt;One reason I wouldn't be able to go would be because of the exorbitant school fees of $14,000 a year!&lt;br /&gt;Another reason IS that my mother would never ever ever let me go to somewhere she thinks 'you won't have future there one lah'&lt;br /&gt;WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 3rd seminar was supposed to be ENTERPRISE.&lt;br /&gt;But the speaker couldn't make it so those who were in for ENTERPRISE went for the 'Advertising - Persuasian or Deception?'&lt;br /&gt;the ads were very interesting, esp of the boy buying two cans of coke to stand on so that he could reach the pepsi button.&lt;br /&gt;short so didn't learn anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 4th seminar was supposed to be ACCOUNTING&lt;br /&gt;But the speaker couldn't make it so those who were in for ACCOUNTING went for the 'Overseas' thingy with United World Colleges.&lt;br /&gt;Interesting but the modules were damn sian.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, it's just study study study and community service.&lt;br /&gt;AND it's three years of study BEFORE UNI.&lt;br /&gt;-.- and I would only need a year for Aussie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then Mrs. Tobias kaobei us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U realize that out of the 4 Seminars, I only went for ONE.&lt;br /&gt;ONE ONE ONE&lt;br /&gt;The OTHER THREE ALL PAO TANG.&lt;br /&gt;how great this is...what kinda career seminar this is?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to kaypoh into band again.&lt;br /&gt;they played at the parade square.&lt;br /&gt;no comments.&lt;br /&gt;somehow the juniors have really frosty attitudes, except the Sec3s.&lt;br /&gt;the sec1s and 2s are simply too stoic.&lt;br /&gt;think next year might not come back after all=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my mother kaobeied me.&lt;br /&gt;Cos I was telling her about the NAFA, La-selle and other arts schools which were pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;THEN I SAID THIS&lt;br /&gt;"hmm...it would be interesting if i could go..."&lt;br /&gt;then she started hammering on about no future in ARTS.&lt;br /&gt;NO FUTURE IN ARTS.&lt;br /&gt;I was damn fucking pissed.&lt;br /&gt;I hadn't said anything about ATTENDING ARTS SCHOOLS.&lt;br /&gt;I mean WHAT THE FARK also, cos I've been exposed to the arts ever since I was five, attending Electone lessons and joining band and such.&lt;br /&gt;WTF OF COURSE I WOULD LIKE MUSIC LARH. otherwise why would I be even bothering to join band AGAIN in secondary school???&lt;br /&gt;WAD THE FARK.&lt;br /&gt;I was and am still damn angry&lt;br /&gt;then she had to say to my dad 'she wants to go for performing arts!'&lt;br /&gt;that was the ultimum.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK FUCK FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;of course my dad had no comments as usual, he didn't condemn the arts like my mom does but he also does think arts no future but would PREFER that I pursue smth like my brother is NOW so that THE FUTURE IS BRIGHTER.&lt;br /&gt;But I hate the fucking way my mother had to say about arts.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S HER FUCKING PROB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So I realized I had never never ever ever exaggerated anything about HER being STEREOTYPED about wanting all children to be 'doctors, lawyers or engineers' and ME saying that children have to follow the path paved out by their parents, no matter what DREAMs * AMBITION the children has.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in the car then I simply said 'I going to open bread shop with my fren in the future! she would bake the bread and I would be doing the marketing and finance and stuff'&lt;br /&gt;she just 'mph' and I can swear she SMIRKED.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea mothers act like that.&lt;br /&gt;AND SHE WANTED ME TO DO BUSINESS.&lt;br /&gt;So I said I wanna be an entrepreneur cannot is it?&lt;br /&gt;she said 'then go RMIT lor! go RMIT lah!'&lt;br /&gt;fyi, RMIT is Royal Melbourne Institute of Technology.&lt;br /&gt;then she started her 'if you don't do maths no FUTURE one'&lt;br /&gt;I need to know how to use &lt;em&gt;'muffliato'.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh so angry.&lt;br /&gt;nvm&lt;br /&gt;still got my Naruto and Bleach to cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;and still got physics hmwk.&lt;br /&gt;darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to JACQUELINE!&lt;br /&gt;woo-hoo=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112254955290887801?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112254955290887801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112254955290887801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/07/career-seminar-2005.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112246173295213236</id><published>2005-07-27T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T04:01:16.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yoyoyoyo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school ended at 1015 today.&lt;br /&gt;early yeah?&lt;br /&gt;yeah right.&lt;br /&gt;then had physics prac until bout 11am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then rotted in class for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;anticipating an extremely boring afternoon ahead.&lt;br /&gt;miss tan HP came round, thinking we were up to no good=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*weird typing HP cos it's like Harry Potter isn't it? ugh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for lunch with regi, stacy, siew hoon, alvin and jacko.&lt;br /&gt;weird combo eh?&lt;br /&gt;i had too much fun, laughing my ass off ... ! ! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to look see and kaypoh into their BI rehearsal again.&lt;br /&gt;nothing special lah!&lt;br /&gt;just see the sec1s practising their going-up-to-stage-to-get-certs only.&lt;br /&gt;yeah and taught them the &lt;strong&gt;'salute-Iwant-handshake'&lt;/strong&gt; thing I taught the sec1s LAST YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;dunno whether effective on this batch or not.&lt;br /&gt;I just rmbed that the 'Iwant' was actually 'take'&lt;br /&gt;guess i forgotten then and anyhow came up with smth else to substitute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fooled around alot with jacko=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird sense of freedom now.&lt;br /&gt;although I am seriously not supposed to have any.&lt;br /&gt;oh gimme a break=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Charlie &amp; the Chocolate Factory&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;em&gt;have to&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw check this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dumbledoreisnotdead.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.dumbledoreisnotdead.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty interesting.&lt;br /&gt;the writer has a really good insight of the possible hidden meanings behind Dumbledore's sudden murder by that treacherous Snape, or so it seems.&lt;br /&gt;very fascinating and I seriously think that Dumbledore will be, like, 'revived' in the next book.&lt;br /&gt;LAST BOOK I presume, cos it's suppose to be Harry's FINAL YEAR at Hogwarts.&lt;br /&gt;But he said he was gonna return to Godric's Hollow right?? And not return to Hogwarts...&lt;br /&gt;so...=/&lt;br /&gt;really doubtful now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check this too!&lt;br /&gt;for tennis fans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thetennischannel.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.thetennischannel.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.atptennis.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.atptennis.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;just find it fascinating=)&lt;br /&gt;CHECK OUT THE DUBAI MATCH! between &lt;strong&gt;Roger Federer&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;Andre Agassi&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The court is so damn cool! on top of a hotel in e middle of e ocean.&lt;br /&gt;It's the &lt;em&gt;HELIPAD&lt;/em&gt; of the Burj Al Arab, the world's most luxurious hotel!&lt;br /&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;I like e photograph of &lt;strong&gt;Roger Federer&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; &lt;strong&gt;Rafael Nadal&lt;/strong&gt; standing together; got the latter's rare smiles also.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;World no. 1 &amp; 2 standing together.&lt;br /&gt;cool=)&lt;br /&gt;Wonder whether &lt;strong&gt;Davenport&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; that &lt;em&gt;million-decibel-growl&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Sharapova&lt;/strong&gt; will pose together in a photo too=/&lt;br /&gt;I hope the latter doesn't win the US Open title from &lt;strong&gt;Davenport&lt;/strong&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I shall polish up those wretched electone pieces I totally, um, flunked in, later on.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and watch &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bleach 42&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;whoopee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My relatives are coming down soon.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta make full use of the computer and electone as much as I can=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall see whether I will blog more later.&lt;br /&gt;this is just too fun ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tomorrow's Jacko's birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so exciting=D-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112246173295213236?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112246173295213236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112246173295213236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/07/yoyoyoyo-school-ended-at-1015-today.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112239430723435534</id><published>2005-07-27T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T09:11:47.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Honestly time does pass damn quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Now it's pass midnight and here I am blogging.&lt;br /&gt;I am currently damn wide awake.&lt;br /&gt;I just showered ten minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;I had tuition from 2000 to 2230.&lt;br /&gt;Watched the lame 'hua tian xi shi' show again.&lt;br /&gt;Damn funny and it's simply an understood-ed movie, as my mother says.&lt;br /&gt;It's like Feste's non-sensical sense.&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;cannot stand it.&lt;br /&gt;This kinda shows are my medicine liddat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Today's or should I say yesterday's exams suck.&lt;br /&gt;E Maths wasn't like difficult but I think I made a lot of careless mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;My tutor says such kinda questions WILL NOT come out for O's.&lt;br /&gt;Geog was like =/&lt;br /&gt;The questions were simple actually, cos they were the ones Miss Chan went thru detailedly before.&lt;br /&gt;Like SS, I just wrote whatever that came to my mind.&lt;br /&gt;There goes Combined Humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had English paper 2.&lt;br /&gt;Already damn tired but still have to take ANOTHER paper.&lt;br /&gt;Took it in Chem Lab 2.&lt;br /&gt;3E1 also came in for their physics test.&lt;br /&gt;Had to move up to the front table.&lt;br /&gt;Paper was fun to do I guess, about WWI and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was so tired that I slept till before tuition immediately after I got home.&lt;br /&gt;this is really stupid but I keep having these half-conscious nightmares about the exams.&lt;br /&gt;like e maths, I kept having this mental thing that I have done something terribly wrong in it...&lt;br /&gt;and then I was sub-consciously thinking about completing GEOG HMWK for tuition later!&lt;br /&gt;gosh I was so damn gong-gong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mother's currently into this Korean Drama 'Jewel in the Palace'.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently was a hit in Taiwan.&lt;br /&gt;My dad had bought the entire Dvd set.&lt;br /&gt;That means less nagging and knockings on my door!&lt;br /&gt;apparently she is also so into the show that she complains that she has to stop halfway when I call her to pick me up from school.=.=&lt;br /&gt;and she had to tell me she ate kimchi noodles for lunch, and she had to specifically mention 'Da Chang Jin', chinese interpretation of the drama.&lt;br /&gt;nice nice...&lt;br /&gt;I like kimchi.&lt;br /&gt;So shiok to eat; a good alternative to chillis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I am gonna use Litespeed Learning later to last-minute chiong for certain topics.&lt;br /&gt;i.e. functions and logarithms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to Beatrice! [ytd]&lt;br /&gt;Da ni de fan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112239430723435534?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112239430723435534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112239430723435534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/07/honestly-time-does-pass-damn-quickly.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112229261952125065</id><published>2005-07-25T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T09:12:37.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yo.&lt;br /&gt;today could have been quite nice if Mr Koh hadn't come in during Lit exam to pass me a piece of paper bearing the words,&lt;br /&gt;"Yi Ching, pls take your EL paper 2 tomorrow, 26th July (Tues) at 2pm in Chem Lab. Mr Koh"&lt;br /&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEM LAB AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;The high chair and low table.&lt;br /&gt;UNCOMFORTABLE.&lt;br /&gt;Sucky examination conditions.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you let me take it in the work room!!!&lt;br /&gt;At least got air-con=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that means tomorrow I'd have another THREE exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E Maths Paper2, Geog &amp; English.&lt;br /&gt;I'd desperately need Geog to pull my up SS mark.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case&lt;br /&gt;Today's papers 'rocked'.&lt;br /&gt;A Maths ...&lt;br /&gt;VERY INTERESTING.&lt;br /&gt;Those topics I looked thru last night at E-learning at 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;Only those I knew how to do!&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;good ego boost cos I knew how to do the first question.&lt;br /&gt;i think i know how to do, so it still depends whether I made stupid mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know the graphs shit.&lt;br /&gt;I forgotten Differentiation and Integration.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;I was desperately waiting for the paper to end despite only finishing 2/3 of it, mostly being guesswork.=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The break was fun.&lt;br /&gt;with tingxuan, regi, colleen, jess g, joyce c &amp;amp; sylvonne.&lt;br /&gt;we can talk about literature to the strong deodorant smell from the loo to armpit hair to regi's hair removal operation.&lt;br /&gt;we can talk about why mary turner doesn't like having children to breast milk to colleen's theory of squeezing breast milk to zoe tay's bust size.&lt;br /&gt;wahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;damn funny lahs.&lt;br /&gt;great stress reliever before the exam later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lit was all right.&lt;br /&gt;Not as difficult as I thought.&lt;br /&gt;ALOT of humour stuff came out and I had so much fun writing sia.&lt;br /&gt;First time I knew what I was writing and wrote until the end of the paper, in terms of time.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't study at all for TGIS but wrote whatever I remembered about D. Lessing and her perspective of the novel.&lt;br /&gt;Oh all right and my perspective as well.&lt;br /&gt;Unseen was damn fun although the first question was boring.&lt;br /&gt;My confidence for Lit has returned.&lt;br /&gt;Oh please let me score higher than I did for mid-years.&lt;br /&gt;Cannot let myself or Ms Ow down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had organ lesson not long ago.&lt;br /&gt;fiasco obviously.&lt;br /&gt;hardly practised cos of the exams.&lt;br /&gt;and I was so damn tired from school that I overslept.&lt;br /&gt;so I was still woozy while playing.&lt;br /&gt;only can blame myself although my teacher says it's because of my exams after all.&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself=/&lt;br /&gt;in terms of organ playing [for now]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BI in 10 days!&lt;br /&gt;whoopee!&lt;br /&gt;so exciting.&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aunt and uncle are coming from Malaysia this thursday.&lt;br /&gt;or is it Friday?&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Then I have to give up my room to the uncle and his whole family.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to see the newborn Jordan Lee Shi Xiang.&lt;br /&gt;that means I may not be able to use the computer often liao, esp at night since the THREE babies will be sleeping. EARLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should seriously be studying for Geog now.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps attempt a few maths questions later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to Joanne K!&lt;br /&gt;No not Joanne Kathleen.&lt;br /&gt;Joanne Kong!&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;She still remembers me although the last time we spoken was ON HER BDAY LAST YEAR WHEN I SENT A SMS AS WELL!&lt;br /&gt;OMG=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol ok nvm.&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112229261952125065?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112229261952125065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112229261952125065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/07/yo.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112221140576342743</id><published>2005-07-24T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T06:23:25.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate studying.&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't?&lt;br /&gt;Literature is finally coming back to me.&lt;br /&gt;Esp. 12th Night.&lt;br /&gt;Never TGIS.&lt;br /&gt;it bores the shit outta me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Maths?&lt;br /&gt;Forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to Zaiton=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112221140576342743?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112221140576342743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112221140576342743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-hate-studying.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112211112358030413</id><published>2005-07-23T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T02:32:03.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up at 1pm!&lt;br /&gt;Slept at 4am like yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;But whole family went to send my brother to airport.&lt;br /&gt;It was deserted sia.&lt;br /&gt;Eerie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up then watched tv.&lt;br /&gt;Watched 'Freddy VS Jason'&lt;br /&gt;NC16 show!&lt;br /&gt;haha but the show damn stupid anyway.&lt;br /&gt;And I was eating char siew rice.&lt;br /&gt;Abit disgusting actually cos the sauce and meat were RED.&lt;br /&gt;as in blood-red.&lt;br /&gt;The viscosity a bit sickening as well I guess.&lt;br /&gt;The childish ones will lose their appetites cos there's hardly any blood in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;Just slashing here and there.&lt;br /&gt;Lame show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to study literature.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno about that though.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait after mock prelims.&lt;br /&gt;Partly cos of BI...&lt;br /&gt;wonder what kinda show they have.&lt;br /&gt;And also cos of English O lvl Oral.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds stupid but I can't wait for it=/&lt;br /&gt;As in can't wait to get OVER IT.&lt;br /&gt;just like Chinese Oral...&lt;br /&gt;It can't be that bad when I screwed up during Prelims and still secured a good grade.&lt;br /&gt;*bhb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished reading HP6 last night anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda silly I guess.&lt;br /&gt;But Dumbledore's death...well...evoked sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;That was the only thing worth reading.&lt;br /&gt;The rest of it is just love bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;Lavender Brown and Ronald Weasley.&lt;br /&gt;Dean Thomas and Ginny Weasley.&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley.&lt;br /&gt;Hermione Granger and Ronald Weasley.&lt;br /&gt;Fleur Delacour and Bill Weasley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah cannot tahan~&lt;br /&gt;sorry if I spoilt anything=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112211112358030413?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112211112358030413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112211112358030413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/07/woke-up-at-1pm-slept-at-4am-like.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112203290837954863</id><published>2005-07-22T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T04:48:28.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gawd today has gotta be the most suay day!&lt;br /&gt;Actually it's just one issue but heck it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only slept for 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;4am to 6am.&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to HP 6&lt;br /&gt;I just got the book ytd and read it thru the night.&lt;br /&gt;Now nearing the end.&lt;br /&gt;The story is a bit...detached from the normal HP reality but I guess that's what JK Rowling wants her readers to think about when her main characters turn 16/17.&lt;br /&gt;My age sia. But how come I don't think that way?=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I was damn suay.&lt;br /&gt;There were 5 themes we had to study for SS exam this morning.&lt;br /&gt;I only studied 2; thinking that I lucky can scrape one in the 3 structured qns.&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;Yes u guessed it.&lt;br /&gt;the OTHER THREE THEMES came out instead!&lt;br /&gt;Suay or not you tell me???&lt;br /&gt;I ended up doodling bullshit for the SEQ.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno whether can pass or not.&lt;br /&gt;First time I felt I had a lot of time for SEQ cos I had absolutely nothing to write cos I didn't study them AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;So I ended up doing on Sustaining Development.&lt;br /&gt;Hope the sketchy content can scrape a pass for SEQ.&lt;br /&gt;I am seriously banking on SBQ which incidentally, I didn't have confidence in.&lt;br /&gt;How suay can this be?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E Maths was all right I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after school I had to sit for the Chemistry exam cos I was absent from school yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;So I sat in the uncomfortable high chair in chemistry lab 2 for 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;My back was straining cos I had lean so low to write.&lt;br /&gt;FYI: My body is longer than my legs; so 1.7m is mainly accounted from my upper body; that's why I do so well for Sit and Reach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry...&lt;br /&gt;Seriously dunno what to say cos I didn't study for it seriously either.&lt;br /&gt;I mean sick on Wednesday then ytd tried to chiong SS unsuccessfully.&lt;br /&gt;Okay partly my fault cos I just had to read HP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I can get a PASS.&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;A PASS.&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in my chemistry history [it rhymes!]&lt;br /&gt;LET ME PASS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to kaypoh again into band practice.&lt;br /&gt;They were doing parade in the field but I heard them playing instru when I was in the chem lab.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah parade.&lt;br /&gt;No comments=/&lt;br /&gt;U know how sucky it is lah&lt;br /&gt;haha=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And home I am.&lt;br /&gt;My brother's leaving for Melbourne in like 6 hours time.&lt;br /&gt;Yes at 3am.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno whether I gonna tag along.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't slept for dunno how long and I still feel so energetic.&lt;br /&gt;I also only ate once in 24 hours today~&lt;br /&gt;as in dinner last night at 6pm and dinner not long ago at 6pm as ell&lt;br /&gt;Awesome sia.&lt;br /&gt;But this is nothing to be proud of=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep.&lt;br /&gt;The class guys were celebrating today as well.&lt;br /&gt;As if it's OVER.&lt;br /&gt;YAH RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;It has barely begun.&lt;br /&gt;Not yet started I would say.&lt;br /&gt;Long to way to go.&lt;br /&gt;So near yet so far ya?&lt;br /&gt;Prelims coming.&lt;br /&gt;4E2 jia you!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112203290837954863?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112203290837954863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112203290837954863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/07/gawd-today-has-gotta-be-most-suay-day.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112195439254386586</id><published>2005-07-21T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T06:59:52.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So okay I didn't go to school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was studying chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;Then slept.&lt;br /&gt;Then showered.&lt;br /&gt;Forgot dinner cos I wasn't hungry at all.&lt;br /&gt;Then it started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realized that my mind was too full of physics.&lt;br /&gt;Kept clarifying and end up I think I too worried about physics liaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then tried to study chem again in study room.&lt;br /&gt;Neck ached, arm ached.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so damn freaking cold.&lt;br /&gt;Went to my room and under the blankets.&lt;br /&gt;After half an hour still freezing.&lt;br /&gt;Changed to long pants and jacket.&lt;br /&gt;Still freezing.&lt;br /&gt;Went back to study again.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't hold onto a pen properly.&lt;br /&gt;Teeth keep chattering.&lt;br /&gt;Cannot tahan.&lt;br /&gt;Went back to my room and under the blankets again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother told my mother and she told him to take me see doctor.&lt;br /&gt;So see liao then went home.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't study chem anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I woke up hearing the phone ringing.&lt;br /&gt;Must be Mrs. Ngiam.&lt;br /&gt;Then went back to sleep until mother nagged at me to wake up again.&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast then went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch then went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner then tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Now trying to study SS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;tas~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112195439254386586?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112195439254386586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112195439254386586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/07/so-okay-i-didnt-go-to-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112184726574737295</id><published>2005-07-20T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T01:14:25.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to blogging for a lil while here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had English Paper 1 and Physics today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English was okay I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;Chionged thru Section2.&lt;br /&gt;Only started on the main content with 13 minutes to spare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics was a horrible experience.&lt;br /&gt;One mental block and it was stuck for the rest of the paper.&lt;br /&gt;Terrible...really terrible...&lt;br /&gt;SO much on electricity and general physics.&lt;br /&gt;but the difficult parts of general physics.&lt;br /&gt;Why nothing much on Light?&lt;br /&gt;and to think I was learning to appreciate that chapter for the FIRST time in two years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for Bleach 41 to come out either tonight or tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Mock prelims ain't gonna stop me from watching it and Naruto as well=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zwinds having BI rehearsal right now.&lt;br /&gt;Hope it's going fine.&lt;br /&gt;They have two weeks left.&lt;br /&gt;Jia you.&lt;br /&gt;a lot of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying chemistry now.&lt;br /&gt;f***&lt;br /&gt;like i forgotten everything about organic chem already even though we were tested on it just two weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;everything was about physics.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna be a lot worse tomorrow got cos two papers on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;SS is gonna be a killer.&lt;br /&gt;Memorise 4 themes FULLY.&lt;br /&gt;minus Venice...&lt;br /&gt;So I don't think I gonna do Growth of Nations liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stuff about NKF Board of Directors is going on now.&lt;br /&gt;Well at least there's gonna be a more trustworthy director and um, committee now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o_O&lt;br /&gt;I wanna read Harry Potter 6=(&lt;br /&gt;But that'll have to wait till next Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;AHH!!&lt;br /&gt;ONE WEEK.&lt;br /&gt;Then how many days left to the more-important prelims!&lt;br /&gt;THEN O'S&lt;br /&gt;OMG it's like so fast.&lt;br /&gt;The next thing you know, you'd have graduated.&lt;br /&gt;THAT I can't wait for it=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much to blog about now.&lt;br /&gt;tas~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112184726574737295?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112184726574737295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112184726574737295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/07/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112169237033386626</id><published>2005-07-18T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T06:12:50.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay I shall mention this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I PASSED MY PHYSICS TEST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like oh my god can cos I had absolutely no confidence in the chapter(s) of electromagnetic induction.&lt;br /&gt;Until my brother taught me so I picked up the pieces here and there.&lt;br /&gt;And like, the paper was damn difficult.&lt;br /&gt;The last qn I anyhow do still can get full marks!&lt;br /&gt;omg=/&lt;br /&gt;i cannot depend on this for mock prelims this friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lit SSP was cancelled today.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone rejoiced.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese lessons were fun today.&lt;br /&gt;Cailaoshi so relaxed and fooled arnd in cls.&lt;br /&gt;esp with ian in cls, who else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Organ was fun today too.&lt;br /&gt;Decided to play 'Everything' by MISIA in the end.&lt;br /&gt;Got a student of my teacher's has the HMC BOOK.&lt;br /&gt;Omg I WANT!&lt;br /&gt;But have to exchange temporarily with one of my books she doesn't own.&lt;br /&gt;dunno which one though but I definitely wanna learn HMC songs=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i still got homework to do.&lt;br /&gt;finished rewriting the english essay liao.&lt;br /&gt;Now for more english.&lt;br /&gt;toodle-oo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112169237033386626?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112169237033386626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112169237033386626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/07/okay-i-shall-mention-this.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112160562514530199</id><published>2005-07-17T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T06:07:05.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love Sarawak Laksa!&lt;br /&gt;The taste is just too awesome and so much different from Singapore Laksa.&lt;br /&gt;I ate two bowls for lunch man.&lt;br /&gt;Not really lunch cos it was like 2.30pm=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had double tuition today.&lt;br /&gt;One from 11.15am to 2.15pm.&lt;br /&gt;One from 5pm to 7.20pm.&lt;br /&gt;Shiok right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tired but now refreshed.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna continue studying later=)&lt;br /&gt;Good obedient me.!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13o7 Family Rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to Alex!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112160562514530199?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112160562514530199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112160562514530199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-love-sarawak-laksa-taste-is-just-too.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112149545978560548</id><published>2005-07-16T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T23:30:59.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I claim to be a people person.&lt;br /&gt;But honestly I realize I hate to have people around me.&lt;br /&gt;That feeling sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went with my brother for the 160th anniversary Straits Times lucky draw shit.&lt;br /&gt;that sucks big time.&lt;br /&gt;Spent an hour to get there.&lt;br /&gt;Spent another hour to buy breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;Spent another 2 hours to get home.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't win any of the 11 prizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel so frustrated with myself.&lt;br /&gt;I ain't blame nobody for whatever mishaps shall come upon me.&lt;br /&gt;in other words soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mock prelims are like in a few days.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't started revising the sec3 topics, except Chem I guess.&lt;br /&gt;I have to buck up.&lt;br /&gt;I always mention that kinda shit in my previous entries.&lt;br /&gt;Guess not.&lt;br /&gt;I have no motivation now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother busy talking on hp to some fren.&lt;br /&gt;My father is watching tv.&lt;br /&gt;My mother is sewing stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One minute I was the topic of crisis with my abysmal mid-year results.&lt;br /&gt;Now here I am, being expected to revise the topics I ALWAYS did BADLY in by myself.&lt;br /&gt;Guess Practice what you Preach doesn't exist in this family after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wasting a precious revision afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;I will definitely regret this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fucking TYS answer booklets are missing.&lt;br /&gt;That adds to the fucking misery.&lt;br /&gt;My Organic Chem notes are missing also.&lt;br /&gt;I think some fucker in my class stole it and deliberately forgotten to return me cos she thinks my notes are neater and nicer than she can ever write.&lt;br /&gt;Call me really pissed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have agoraphobia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112149545978560548?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112149545978560548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112149545978560548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-claim-to-be-people-person.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8638115.post-112142053683957658</id><published>2005-07-15T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T02:42:16.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quite a lot of homework for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Not really homework... as in &lt;em&gt;homework&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haha I not making sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's more like revision for the upcoming mock prelims.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so much&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; fun doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today sped by quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Lessons passed by so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Leow was absent again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose to have creative game by Mitchell's team.&lt;br /&gt;End up we[the girls] got bored and threw the small balls into the hoop, a'la basketball.&lt;br /&gt;It's always like this, as in creative game consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to see the dentist [in school]&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;SAW PEIXIN'S BEEG PHOTO ON THE &lt;em&gt;DENTAL POSTER&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently she was posing for the teeth ad.&lt;br /&gt;As in &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;'have you checked your teeth recently?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah she has nice teeth and a nice smile.&lt;br /&gt;haha=P&lt;br /&gt;FYI, Peixin [actually her name is Lynette but I'm used to calling her by her chinese name] was my primary school friend from P1 to P3.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. . .&lt;br /&gt;The dentist said, 'Good you brush your teeth often, very good'&lt;br /&gt;That's the only remark I remembered.&lt;br /&gt;There was some negative stuff but well, as Gold 90.5 FM says &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;'Hear only the good stuff'&lt;/span&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem test was quite okay I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Took only Section B today.&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to take Section C after O level CL LC, but Miss Yam was nowhere to be found=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O level CL LC was well, boring.&lt;br /&gt;I hate comparing answers. Period. [no pun intended, Alex.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto other stuff now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I think I shall say this here.&lt;br /&gt;When &lt;strong&gt;someone &lt;/strong&gt;hates/dislikes this particular &lt;strong&gt;somebody &lt;/strong&gt;and asks &lt;strong&gt;someone-else&lt;/strong&gt; what he/she thinks of &lt;strong&gt;somebody&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Then &lt;strong&gt;someone-else&lt;/strong&gt; says negative stuff about &lt;strong&gt;somebody&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;someone&lt;/strong&gt; is naturally happy.&lt;br /&gt;Then this &lt;strong&gt;someone&lt;/strong&gt; is your friend and the &lt;strong&gt;somebody&lt;/strong&gt; is also your friend AND you happened to hear the comment made by &lt;strong&gt;somebody-else&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;What would you do?&lt;br /&gt;How would you feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I was just staging a scenario.&lt;br /&gt;Cos I was bored.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;But do read thru and well, ponder I guess.&lt;br /&gt;I believe I happen to be the somebody often and the someone-else as well.&lt;br /&gt;Ok fine and someone and the 'I'&lt;br /&gt;Haha diao=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I shouldn't really probe and that I am no role model cos I am not that fantastic/role-modelling in any senese, I shall mention this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Practise what you preach'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'All for one, one for All'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like the usual co-operative and confirm-success stuff yeah?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this question should be posed to the 4 presidential candidates for the Student Council.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what kinda answers they will give=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to be like the bo-chap type now.&lt;br /&gt;those who, like, once finished their job and what they have to do, step down and then leave the rest to the next generations.&lt;br /&gt;Guess &lt;strong&gt;this&lt;/strong&gt; is over though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many changes made and I'm sure some people take it for granted.&lt;br /&gt;Eg. 'Wah today cancelled...so nice and shiok sia...'&lt;br /&gt;If &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was often cancelled, yeah &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;these people&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; would be happy.&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, who loses out?&lt;br /&gt;Think about&lt;strong&gt; that&lt;/strong&gt; yeah.&lt;br /&gt;And now that the structure has changed and that [i'll be crude] quite some biasedness are going to set in, things seem pretty bleak isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What on EARTH.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what the hell you are doing?&lt;br /&gt;Do you weigh the consequences of the circumstances or the circumstances of the consequences?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what role you are playing and that you should do rather than show people WHAT you are [not WHO mind you]?&lt;br /&gt;I know different people differ in how they carry their duties but somehow, it's getting uncharacteristic of the ROLE(s) rather than the PERSON(s).&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone relative to my year-borne peers understand what is occuring?&lt;br /&gt;Think it's possible to really just leave them to their devices?&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;Things have changed around here.&lt;br /&gt;You think some fairy godFATHER is going to appear and resolve so many issues, esp relationship [peers] and admin stuff?&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;Some people think that way and so, nothing gets done.&lt;br /&gt;It will be intriguing to see what happens next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fyi: this is/may be irrelevant to whom certain people like you would think it is=/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you don't understand, better still=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This kinda stuff is basically for me to know, and for you those are kaypoh to know to find out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afk-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8638115-112142053683957658?l=fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112142053683957658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8638115/posts/default/112142053683957658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fratello-x-bratja.blogspot.com/2005/07/quite-lot-of-homework-for-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>alchemist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11680325526727688192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
