<?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-21965752</id><updated>2011-07-08T10:32:02.965+08:00</updated><category term='History'/><title type='text'>BELIEF.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>76</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-4663668505124829527</id><published>2009-10-31T01:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T01:17:15.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Felt super awake after talking to yaolu on the phone for one hour plus so decided to jot down some random thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's finally the last lap towards the As now. Mr sng's speech indeed served as a wake-up call like what I was hoping for, it made me cry and realise that everything will boil down to nothing if I waste this last lap. It made me remember that I had a goal in mind this entire year, that is to do the school proud. To show the nation that dhs can do it, regardless of whether it's character, co-curricular activities or academics wise. Because we have got a group of dedicated principal, teachers, people whom we love and are willing to slog for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having that said, I still haven't gotten into the intense studying mode. I'm not sure what's hindering me, but I will definitely continue to strive and not give up. 2 more days to the first paper, huiwen you can do it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-4663668505124829527?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/4663668505124829527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=4663668505124829527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/4663668505124829527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/4663668505124829527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2009/10/felt-super-awake-after-talking-to-yaolu.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-6657413635852075996</id><published>2009-09-24T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T21:18:29.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Completed another two papers today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths paper 2 was much better than paper 1, thank goodness there's some new hope now. Hopefully this hope is not merely an illusion - I must believe in Statistics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLL paper 1 was fine too, don't know why I had so much excess time today. Really suspected that I had missed out some questions or something :\ Oh. And I enjoyed writing my zuo wen today! Really felt some gan jue, which should be the case since I'm writing shu qing wen. Usually during exams it's the case of writing for the sake of filling up the pieces of paper, but this time it just felt different, with more purpose and stuff :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I should be happy for scraping past, but personally I believe that I don't deserve it. Should be most probably a case of grade inflation, or something went wrong with the marking. Whatever the case, I shall do as I promised and slog for paper 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I feel really sleepy and tired now... The slogging shall start tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-6657413635852075996?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/6657413635852075996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=6657413635852075996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/6657413635852075996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/6657413635852075996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2009/09/completed-another-two-papers-today.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-7022693313857516834</id><published>2009-09-20T18:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T18:38:15.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i flopped my econs paper 2 for prelims. i think i'm gonna fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sense of impending doom before stepping into the hall was terrifying. Never had I felt so helpless and unprepared before. I went in with an empty head and came out filled with regrets. I couldn't even think logically during the 2hr and 15 mins, making many stupid mistakes that showed a lack of common sense. Seriously, my scripts are all rubbish. Halfway through, I really had an urge to tear up everything and press reset. But apparently it was impossible, so I just continued filling up the papers with rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only have myself to blame, for being complacent and neglecting the subject altogether (I only touched it once before prelims since after common test). It's so bad, I've lost every bit of the econs feeling. But I promise, to really really really slog it out for paper 1. Because I don't want to have to depend on moderation to get an A for econs (or even pass, for that matter).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and it's really frustrating and irritating how nobody believes that I flopped. What 'you don't study also can one la', 'you flop then we all die already'... Zz. I REALLY FLOPPED. GO AND DIE LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. I hate myself hate myself hate myself hate myself hate myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-7022693313857516834?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/7022693313857516834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=7022693313857516834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/7022693313857516834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/7022693313857516834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-flopped-my-econs-paper-2-for-prelims.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-5059424653065599445</id><published>2009-09-05T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T00:08:36.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I seriously cannot believe that I've just taken my GP prelims. It really just felt like a class assignment, and I don't know whether that's a good thing... As usual, I didn't complete my AQ again. I realise that I've NEVER managed to finish it before for major examinations, that's so amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single day just flies by at lightning speed, we've experienced our last PE lessons, last tutorials, last Teachers' Day, last phototaking... Which implies that our last day in Dunman High is not too far away as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although this September holidays is for pure mugging, I will constantly remind myself that I'm doing not only for myself, but most importantly for my family and my school. I'm sure this love will keep me motivated (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOU everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-5059424653065599445?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/5059424653065599445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=5059424653065599445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/5059424653065599445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/5059424653065599445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-seriously-cannot-believe-that-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-3312538567106137506</id><published>2009-08-01T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T23:51:54.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My entire day was spent in pain. Menstrual cramps plus broken finger plus mummy at work equals tears and self-pity. But thank goodness for friends like emelyne and njh who cared. Times like these make me feel thankful and blessed because i know that i am not alone. They brought smiles to my tears, which motivated me to get well soon so that i can bring the same happiness to others around me. So yup, really really really thanku two, love ya all loads =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and i missed the nanyang concept test. Shucks, i really wanted to use it as a practice for a levels mcqs. But never mind, health should be the top priority! The entire day of sleep made me feel much better already, JIAYOU for tmr thuiwen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget the disappointment, remember the love and gratitude you have for the others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-3312538567106137506?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/3312538567106137506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=3312538567106137506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/3312538567106137506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/3312538567106137506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-entire-day-was-spent-in-pain.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-657197873893968167</id><published>2009-07-08T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T00:23:27.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoa, it's over. yes, i actually survived till the end of cts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate the way how after every paper, i will stare into space on the way back home and keep going through the same paper again, blaming and hating myself for not having done this or that, or why i didn't thought of that extra thing to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aint that such a perfectionist freak that nobody can stand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't remember myself being like that in the past, or at least not over a stupid examination. but perhaps that perfectionist trait has always been with me, like what ms low told me in my upper secondary years after looking at the portfolio that i've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells. i've learnt quite a lot from this holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've learnt that last minute chionging will not work again like how it did for my past 17 years - A levels will be a discerning screening device to filter off tyco ppl like me who managed to scrape through all this while. yup, so it's obviously time to change my style of not doing tutorials/assignments and start bucking up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realised that if one day i die, it will not be because of lack of sleep due to mugging, but because i killed myself with ridiculously high self-expectations. such an attitude has led to unhealthy symptoms like picking on every single mistake i made, and feeling inadequate about my abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the two sides in me are constantly struggling. one says that i have depended on luck all this while in academics and now that luck is not on my side anymore, i should not fantasize that i can still maintain my results. the other side keeps striving and despite admitting that i have been lucky all this while, wants me to believe that if i do work hard, it's definitely possible for me to reach higher levels based on my own abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i am a perfectionist. but i am not perfect. so should i quit being a perfectionist or strive to be more perfect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the latter is easier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-657197873893968167?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/657197873893968167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=657197873893968167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/657197873893968167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/657197873893968167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2009/07/whoa-its-over.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-1386823232158213692</id><published>2009-06-26T21:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T00:06:06.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg. i almost died from stress today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the various things that i haven't done for cts kept running through my brain, and my heart almost stopped due to the never-ending influx of adrenaline running in my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, many many many things undone, plus nefmq for the entire tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after taking a break to think and reflect, i realised that there's no need for me to feel stressed. because given the available time i had for this holidays (minus asean, sat, clep camp), it's really a considerable effort and fantastic improvement from any single holiday in the past, which was usually spent on dramas and nothing else. at least this time i have TRIED. perhaps tried and failed, but nevertheless an attempt. it will definitely be better next time! this i promise myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAMBATTE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-1386823232158213692?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/1386823232158213692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=1386823232158213692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/1386823232158213692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/1386823232158213692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2009/06/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-4193686741588232070</id><published>2009-05-30T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T01:00:57.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The holiday that everyone has been awaiting for is finally here, but somehow I don't feel any tinge of excitement or relief. It only gives me more pressure because I know I cannot afford to let my guard down for any single moment, or it will have negative repercussions on my common test results. Yet I have this strong fear, due to the lack of confidence in my self-discipline. Jiahui is right to say that I need constant motivation, perhaps because I have not found a dream to strive for, like the rest of my friends. It may sound juvenile and immature, but I sincerely only thought of being a housewife who takes care of her family. I want to be a full-time construction worker who builds a complete home for her loved ones. And this has nothing to with whatever I am studying now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of hearing people say that I have the aptitude for academics and shouldn't put it to waste. I really do not match the expectations and standards that my teachers and fellow peers have set for me. What type I, special class, blah blah blah. They are just mere illusions that I cannot live up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, I will still try my very best to make this holiday an unprecedented one. One that breaks my record of slacking entirely in the past. Oh, but I already have two weeks full of commitment with asean, clep camp and nefmq. This makes it even more important that I cherish every day I have now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, work hard huiwen! Meanwhile, I shall search for the dream and destiny meant for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-4193686741588232070?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/4193686741588232070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=4193686741588232070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/4193686741588232070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/4193686741588232070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2009/05/holiday-that-everyone-has-been-awaiting.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-8816440496578741661</id><published>2009-05-17T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T23:19:15.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG. I slept for 20+ hours for the weekend. And took a wasted trip to Little India and back today morning. I am amazed at my bai chi-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAH. Finally finished writing my St John testimonial but my T3A and PQ are not done yet!! Plus there's Chem SPA tmr, haven't study yet )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-8816440496578741661?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/8816440496578741661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=8816440496578741661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/8816440496578741661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/8816440496578741661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2009/05/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-716037716871804225</id><published>2009-05-12T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T22:06:08.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the process of writing my PQ and T3A, I realised that I know next to nothing about myself. As such, I turned my room upside down and took out all my "for memories' sake" friendship letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading through what my friends have wrote for and about me, mixed feelings came about. Most apparent was the smile which occurred naturally when touched by the fact that there were so many people out there who knew more about me than I do myself. Yet, there was another negative emotion deep inside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我终于明白为什么现在的路是多么的昏暗。原来以往强烈的原则已渐渐暗淡。少了指引我的路灯，我已失去了方向。失去了生命的意义，失去了让身边的人快乐的能力，我失去了我最宝贵的。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-716037716871804225?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/716037716871804225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=716037716871804225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/716037716871804225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/716037716871804225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-2170401720616103304</id><published>2009-04-28T09:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T09:49:56.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm really useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I shouldn't drown myself with such a heavy burden of doing the school proud. Then I would definitely be much happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I can accept one less distinction if it's only for myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-2170401720616103304?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/2170401720616103304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=2170401720616103304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/2170401720616103304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/2170401720616103304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-really-useless.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-4402241711217337473</id><published>2009-04-11T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:56:46.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I slept the entire day away, and I'm not feeling too bad about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the good rest triggered positive thoughts which managed to disperse the negative ones I had over the past few days. Regardless of how important this stretch towards the A levels is, it's always good to have a needful break once in a while, just to clear the mind and find meaning again in life. To realise what you're living for, so that you don't lose your direction in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree that we were indeed too insensitive. But, really. It was at-the-moment kind of thing. It's the kind of action that given a second chance, nobody will commit it again but it was really just inevitable at that point in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing wrong in being happy for our class. There's nothing wrong to feel that our efforts haven't gone down the drain after one year of hard work. There's nothing wrong in expressing our appreciation for our subject tutor from deep down our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just wrong that we did it there and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we are apologetic. But for those who "buay song" or "hate" our class just because of that, then perhaps you should reflect on your maturity level.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-4402241711217337473?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/4402241711217337473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=4402241711217337473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/4402241711217337473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/4402241711217337473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-slept-entire-day-away-and-im-not.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-4281412532697755592</id><published>2009-03-29T22:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T23:09:58.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was really tiring. H3 Econs Mid-Term Test in the morning for 2.5 hours followed by 3 hours of H3 lesson. Afterwhich, I went for CS production with Jochebed and Qingyi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, I've been on an unlucky streak. Just for yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I slept on the bus to SMU and missed my stop, going all the way to Clark Quay. Thank goodness I went 1 hour plus in advance so I was still early when I finally reached SMU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I was really sure that I took out my phone before the test to switch it to silent mode, but it actually rang halfway during the test!! I was so horrified that I threw my bag on the floor &gt;&lt; (My aunt said that I should have taken my phone out to switch it off, but that would be regarded as cheating right? A Levels leh!) Thank goodness my sms ringtone lasted for only around 5 seconds and it didn't ring for the rest of the 2.5 hours. I still cannot believe it. Did I take out my phone and just put it back into the bag without doing anything? Or did I press the hex key twice such that I switched it back to normal mode again? Ohmans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) On normal Saturdays I always just go for H3 lessons (1.30pm to 4.30pm) without eating anything at all in the morning or afternoon. And sometimes my stomach will growl during the lesson, but only for a while. So for yesterday, I specially ate a bun to ensure that I can survive through the 2.5 hours test. And guess what? My stomach growled for the ENTIRE 2.5 hours. The person beside me was only a few centimetres away can. I was so embarrassed that I tried to surpress it, but it became even louder. I couldn't concentrate for a while, and after that I just ignored it and continue doing the test like nothing was happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) After watching CS production, I stepped out of Simei Mrt station just to see bus 5 zooming past. And it was super late and I was super tired already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) When I returned home, everyone was asleep already. I called my house phone 6 times and screamed for my mom but apparently she was sleeping too soundly upstairs to hear me. I stood outside the door for like half an hour and started crying before my mom finally came to open the door for me. And I cried myself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my goodness. It wasn't just yesterday actually, since CNY my luck has been terrible. That is why despite the fact that I could answer most of the test questions rather decently yesterday, I still refuse to believe that I did okay. I checked with yifan some of the answers and they were all the same. That made me relieved for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even till today I kept pondering about the test (A levels okay) and finally went to ask guanyin by throwing the red colour crescent-shaped thing. It turned out that it wasn't okay. My grandma did it for me and the results were the same. My brother said that I have been having good luck for so long that it's time I start having bad luck already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know I shouldn't believe in such superstitions. Wang Lao Shi criticised such superstitions during the CLL lesson but I just can't help believing in it. After all, I grew up in such an environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I know I shouldn't ponder over it anymore. No matter whether it's good or bad, it's over and I can't do anything about it anymore. What matters is the future, I still have the final examination which constitutes of 70%! I know but I still can't help thinking about it. I really hate myself for it =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thinking about it today has wasted my entire day. I have only done the CLL compre homework today. And I haven't studied for the CLL test tomorrow. It's such a sin to waste a day just for thinking about something that's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today shall be the last day that I do such a stupid thing. I will not talk about it anymore, that would be wasting others' time. I will not think about it anymore. that would be wasting my own time. After this blog post I shall take a good shower and start studying for the CLL test. After which, tomorrow shall be a brand new start whereby I start clearing all my overdue tutorials and start studying hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MUST ACHIEVE MY DREAM OF DOING DUNMAN HIGH PROUD WITH ALL DISTINCTIONS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-4281412532697755592?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/4281412532697755592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=4281412532697755592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/4281412532697755592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/4281412532697755592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2009/03/yesterday-was-really-tiring.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-5685363677289852102</id><published>2009-03-24T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T23:10:06.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Term 2 has just started, but I'm feeling tired already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought that my March holidays were supposed to be totally free, but 3 whole days were occupied by St John - 1 for SMC 3 Appointment Discussion, 1 for Appointment Discussion with Seniors, and 1 for Zone Competition. At least these are events that I will turn up gladly for, because they involve the people whom I care about, the people who serve as my motivation to carry on in this CCA. Seriously, 90% of our batch has lost the passion and drive already, seeing no meaning in this place. Nevertheless, the difference lies in some choosing to be responsible for their choice and some choosing to just leave everything behind. The decisions made at the end of this year will truly reflect our batch's opinion about this CCA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For ISAC, I had some foolish thoughts over the past few weeks which I shared with Dinah. However, I now realise that actually they are not true at all :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rah. Thinking of culinary makes me mad. Here we are, all trying to do our best for this CCA, yet she is ruining everything. Treating deadlines as invisible, being uncontactable for weeks, not fulfilling her basic responsibility. Sigh. I'm really thankful for my committee members who have worked hard together over the past term, setting a direction and framework for culinary to carry on over the next few years. I shalln't go into details and name the good people, for those who have really put in effort will know it themselves. Just wanna say a BIG thank you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has started yet my overdue tutorials are still untouched. Chemistry quiz and CLL test this week. And H3 Econs mid-term test this Saturday OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody just wake me up please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-5685363677289852102?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/5685363677289852102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=5685363677289852102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/5685363677289852102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/5685363677289852102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2009/03/term-2-has-just-started-but-im-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-2493082807995175832</id><published>2009-03-08T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T21:17:18.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ohmans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep keep keep wanting to blog, but somehow fail due to the never-ending overwhelming workload. Or is it just pure laziness? I don't know, I really can't distinguish which is which anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was the crucial day for the cohort who took the A levels in 2008. Really, I swear that my heart was beating rapidly for the entire day. I prayed hard for the pioneer batch of our school, hoping that they could show the rest of Singapore that dunman high could do it. Throughout the entire A levels period last year, I could see how hard they were working. Going crazy or desperate, they never gave up. I respect them for it, and I am proud that they are our seniors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of teared when I knew that there are a few subjects which they scored lower than national average. Despite Mr Sng's declaration of next Thursday as a holiday, the tone in his voice seemed pretty down. I can still remember how excited and happy he was when he announced that 4A from our batch scored the best results ever in the school's history for O levels. Hence, I thought that perhaps the A levels results weren't that good afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwhich, during the free CLL lesson, qingyi, vanessa, njh, dinah and I started planning for the class morning study sessions. We were really filled with motivation and enthusiasm! Because we not only want to do well for the As ourselves, but to do well as a class! With those strong in certain subjects helping the weaker ones, with everyone having a selfless heart, I'm sure we will succeed (: This year may be a really tough one but as the saying goes, 患难见真情, we should make this process worthwhile by building our unity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, that entire day really inspired me. I once again realised the strong feelings I have for the school, the stong desire I have to repay the school. And the only and last chance I have is the A levels. I want to do well, to help my schoolmates do well, to unite the cohort's efforts for the school name to appear on the headlines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-2493082807995175832?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/2493082807995175832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=2493082807995175832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/2493082807995175832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/2493082807995175832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2009/03/ohmans.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-5000675691365004551</id><published>2008-11-25T01:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T01:22:22.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Received an email from Dr Yap that I've gotten into SMU H3 Econs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. At first I was thinking if cannot get in then don't need to fret over whether to drop H2 Chemistry/Mathematics to H1. Actually I have already decided that I won't drop Maths because on the whole, Maths lecturers are better than Chem ones and also because Maths is so disgustingly important. But now that mr jason ng is leaving, I'm having second thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwells. It all depends on which subject has better teachers next year. Teachers are the most important factor to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, I shall try to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 H2s, 3 CCAs, 2 H3s, 1 H1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gambatte!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-5000675691365004551?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/5000675691365004551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=5000675691365004551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/5000675691365004551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/5000675691365004551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2008/11/received-email-from-dr-yap-that-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-3850628988399774823</id><published>2008-11-22T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T21:30:42.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't believe it, I actually hate holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the last episode of 学警雄心 again reminds me of our passing out parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing maths lecture notes reminds me that mr jason ng, the ultimate best teacher whom I stayed on with h2 maths for, plus the ultra fantastic OP assessor who provides wonderful encouragement, is leaving dhs next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to my favourite songs reminds me of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so many many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart hurts, literally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-3850628988399774823?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/3850628988399774823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=3850628988399774823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/3850628988399774823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/3850628988399774823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-cant-believe-it-i-actually-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-1645810083862655104</id><published>2008-11-19T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T23:52:03.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I found a blog post in my laptop which was dated around May!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;此时此刻的我应该在堆积如山的书本前埋头苦读，而不是在这倾吐心声 - 因为下个星期就是统一测验了。但若不把事情交待清楚，不但自己心里的包袱放不下，耳根也别想清静了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;。 =P&lt;/span&gt; (because yaolu kept pestering me to tell her what happened -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;昨天王老师在体育课后给我们上了华文与文学的茶馆补课，也把测验分了回来。我有许多地方不明白为什么会答错，因此下课后还耽误了他许多时间，问了好多好多。对于当时的我而言，我并不觉得我做错了什么。但在回家的路上，我才不自觉地进行了自我反省，发现我在发问问题时的口气非常没有礼貌。为了确定，我便问了Jia Hui 和Dinah。当然，Dinah 因为人太好了，不想让我觉得不好受，所以什么都说“还好啊！”。反而是Jia Hui说的话，让我恍然大悟，进行了很长的一段思考。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她提醒了我，老师并非我的朋友，所以说话的口气必须有所调整。换句话说，我的语气太重了（仿佛要打架似的）。况且，那时候已经很迟了，我还死缠烂打地不断问东问西，并没有考虑到老师已经很累了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;的确，因为家庭出身的缘故，我的说话方式一直以来都是这样。好听的就叫直率，不好听的就叫粗俗，不经过大脑，没有礼貌。这样的“特点”让我给他人很不好的第一印象，但认识我久了大多数都变成了我的好朋友。就因为这样，所以即使很多好朋友都提醒我对于“外人”不要太直接，但我仍然坚信自己的立场，那就是坦诚相对，有话直说。因为我相信只有这样才不会有勾心斗角、不会有虚伪奸诈。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;若认为朋友有什么做得不对，与其在背后向其他人说（也就是所谓的在背后捅他一刀），不如直接了当当面对质，解决问题？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我一直以来都是这么想的。但昨天经过不断的思考，我发现自己原来是多么的愚昧无知。我理所当然地认为大家都有跟我一样的想法，但其实我忽略了最重要的一点 --- 并不是每一个人都可以接受这样直接的处理方式。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;首先必须承认的是，忠言始终是逆耳的。谁不想听到别人对自己美言呢？赞美的话确实会让人感觉甜滋滋的。所以说嘛，何必自讨苦吃，给自己多添几个仇家呢？反正不是很熟的朋友，随口说句好话应酬敷衍就好了！其实这个道理我何尝不是老早就知道了呢？但我天真地以为若是真心为了那个人好，他一定感受得到。我知道，我错了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再者，说话直接其实会无意间伤害到人。直率的人犯的最大错误就是并没有站在对方的角度考虑，想想对方听完后的感受。其实只要把想说的话在脑海中重新组织再说出来，效果可能会有天渊之别！这我也知道，三思而后行嘛！但嘴动得比脑快，叫我怎么办？把嘴缝起来吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想到这里，我便想起了我周围的朋友，而且感到一股莫名的感动。原来我这么多年来都忽略了他们的感受，没有体恤他们的心情！心直口快的我说话前不经过大脑，破口而出的话可想而知，一定有不少伤人的吧！然而，他们却不断包容我的不体贴，对我不离不弃。他们时常给我警惕，要我小心得罪人，我却一耳进一耳出，没放在心上。我真是身在福中不知福啊！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Looking back, I realised that despite knowing the problem with the way I speak, I didn't manage to change anything. It's contradicting really. At times I can agree that I need to change, yet at times when people like qingyi or zhiying says it, I will get all worked up and be so indignant about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with me =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-1645810083862655104?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/1645810083862655104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=1645810083862655104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/1645810083862655104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/1645810083862655104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-found-blog-post-in-my-laptop-which.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-2927266905703426437</id><published>2008-11-17T00:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T14:54:04.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>岁月的流逝，是我最大的恐惧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies. Cliche but nevertheless undeniably true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so proud of myself. Finally packed my room after much procrastinating, and threw away around 3 boxes of unwanted stuff. It is unbelivable, but every time I clean my room, I manage to chuck tons of things into the garbage bin. It's like, I throw away more stuff than I pack. Yet, mommie never fails to complain that there are plenty of things that I should throw away, especially those under the "for memory's sake" category. Haha yup, I classify my stuff, so neat right! Manga, CCAs (90% St John stuff, ADMIN T.T), Economics, Maths, Chemistry, English, Chinese, Random, and last but not least, "for memory's sake".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you were wondering, "for memory's sake" consists of presents and precious messages from friends, dunman high yearbooks, autograph books, and many more miscellaneous stuff like the nametag for temasek seminar =.= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I have already improved a great deal. Last year, I still kept all my primary school presents with their wrapping papers in a box despite mommie's exasperation and insistence that I throw or give them away. I was like playing tug-of-war with her lah! If I let down my guard for even a second, my precious presents would land up in the dustbin T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells. This time round I gave in. Perhaps I have matured, or perhaps my immunity has increased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how I managed to depress for 6 months over graduating from Park View. In Secondary 1, I wanted to isolate myself so that I won't forge friendships with anyone. So that I won't be sad again when it's time to part. Now that I recall, it seems to be such a silly thought. Yet, the fear of separation was so real and overwhelming at that time. In the end, I still ended up crying when 2D had to split up. And OMG. Passing out from St John in Year 4 almost killed me. I cried for days and nights until my eyes were swollen like anything. I almost swore not to have friends ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After experiencing countless times of separation, I understand that regardless of how painful it is at that moment, time will heal the wound eventually. Yet, this understanding doesn't seem to help. Whenever I realise how time flies, and how at this time next year I will bid farewell to dunman high, tears just flow uncontrollably. Somehow I have the feeling that it will be totally different from the past. So different that I will never ever recover again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I love the school like anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-2927266905703426437?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/2927266905703426437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=2927266905703426437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/2927266905703426437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/2927266905703426437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2008/11/time-flies.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-95702617890089093</id><published>2008-05-04T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T21:59:47.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a weird dream yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that you were going to migrate to taiwan or something. And I cried like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently you mean much more than I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna say, I MISS YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-95702617890089093?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/95702617890089093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=95702617890089093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/95702617890089093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/95702617890089093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-had-weird-dream-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-4718925383616107228</id><published>2008-05-04T13:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T13:39:59.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After I endured through the last lesson of Friday, it felt as if a huge burden was being released.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, it was one of the toughest day of the year, with two heavy-content subjects being tested on the same day. Furthermore, there weren't any free periods for me to make use of! Although the sense of relief after that felt good, the lack of accomplishment was pretty disappointing. Chemistry test was a killer. Cha Guan test was better than expected though, taking into consideration the joy Wang Lao Shi has for "killing" students during tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. After school ended, Jochebed, Vanessa and I took a cab down to NUS Faculty of Humanities and Social Sciences to look for Professor Adrien Tien for our Chinese Research Programme. It was our first meeting with him, and he seemed like a okay person to work under. His office was filled with doraemon stuff, be it soft toys, clocks, towels, stickers, you name it and he has it. He was born in Taiwan and he migrated to Australia, and he's now in Singapore! Such a cool background right! Yup. Basically we had a self-introduction and he briefed us on how to go about doing the thesis proposal. Thank goodness it was just a short session, I almost fell asleep &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Went back to school on Saturday for Lu Lao Shi's make up lesson on Zui Weng Ting Ji. After that accompanied Yu Jia as she went for a manicure at Ghim Moh, which was a total waste of money ($23 for nails that look absolutely ugly), and went home to sleep for more than 10 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now it's already Sunday afternoon. All I've done since the weekend started was to clean up my room. If this happened in the past, it wouldn't seem like a big deal. But being in senior high, every minute wasted seems like a sin. Plus common tests are in a week's time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MUST WAKE UP!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-4718925383616107228?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/4718925383616107228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=4718925383616107228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/4718925383616107228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/4718925383616107228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2008/05/after-i-endured-through-last-lesson-of.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-3662155574329070684</id><published>2008-05-01T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T00:21:16.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My head hurts alot alot alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasted the CS concert ticket I bought, 10 bucks leh! Really looked forward to the concert, especially the drama (weifu acting!!).. But there's Chemistry lecture test and CLL (Cha Guan) test tomorrow. Being an Econs student who makes rational decisions, I decided to incur the opportunity cost of the concert ticket. Still very sad that I didn't manage to catch it though )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought that I would be able to study everything today, but turned out that Chemical Bonding is enough to kill. I knew that it was an important chapter, and I knew that it was a gone case when teacher X turned out to be the lecturer. Fine, I admit that I didn't pay exceptionally much attention during the lecture. But that's because her teaching sucks. Ask any other student from our cohort and you will get the same answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah. Was super pissed off yesterday because I got told off for reading my CLL notes. And I flopped my CLL test. I WAS LISTENING OKAY. For goodness sake, ECONS leh! Obviously obviously I will listen. For your information, so many people around me who were supposedly listening couldn't understand, and I could answer most of the questions they asked. Fine. Jia Hui said that I shouldn't assume that he knew that I could multi-task. But I still can't help feeling indignant about it. RAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I know I am at fault. And he did the right thing as a teacher. BUT STILL. Humph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard that CLL test is a killer. Shalln't study for it then, haven't even finish one chapter of Chemistry. I believe that for Cha Guan, studying or not doesn't really make much of a difference. Hopefully my belief is worth believing in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head still hurts alot alot alot &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-3662155574329070684?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/3662155574329070684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=3662155574329070684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/3662155574329070684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/3662155574329070684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-head-hurts-alot-alot-alot.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-3388679478350502694</id><published>2008-04-29T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T21:47:50.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Attended the interview for Prime Minister's Book Prize today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too good, but not that bad either. It wasn't as demanding as the scholarships interviews since the interviewers weren't looking out for content. Their main aim was to see whether candidates could converse fluently in both English and Mandarin. So it was like a chit-chat session actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the interviewer commented that my ability to converse in Chinese far exceeded that of English. Haha maybe he meant that my English was lousy, or to look at it positively, my Mandarin was good. I bet it's more of the former though -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard from Cindy that out of the 10 students DHS nominated, only 2 got shortlisted by MOE to attend the interview. So she thinks that the interview is only a formality. I do hope this is the case, or else I will feel so sorry and guilty for losing 50% of DHS's chance in the awardees' list )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were so many candidates from RJC and Hwa Chong la. I think that DHS students are definitely as good as, if not better, than students from other institutions in terms of bilingualism. Seriously don't understand how come there's such a big difference in the number of students shortlisted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed school today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch with jochebed, yunjing, yuntong and jiahui. Weirdly, everyone was super high and kept laughing non-stop. Haha had stomachache after that though ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played captain's ball with cheryl's class during mass pe! SUPER SUPER FUN (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home with jochebed, chenying and leeyan. Played the cheng yu game and realised that my chinese standard is really deteoriating &gt;&lt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been procrastinating loads since the start of the year. Must buck up soon and do proper work and read books AHH!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-3388679478350502694?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/3388679478350502694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=3388679478350502694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/3388679478350502694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/3388679478350502694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2008/04/attended-interview-for-prime-ministers.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-9169365604336656719</id><published>2008-04-28T15:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T16:05:27.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just had Project Work meeting at Paya Lebar Macs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was late again haha, sorry &gt;&lt; But I made up for it by being real efficient!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, PW can be a real waste of time. Like our first group session at Joel's house, it was purely a bonding session la. I didn't really mind though, because we shared many many gossips and had great fun (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love my group, made up of ME, qingyi, emelyne, joel and ziren, it's seriously the best group anyone could ever have!! All of us are willing to compromise and listen to one another, therefore reducing possible conflicts to the minimum (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's session was okay I guess. Joel had SE, and it somehow seemed less funny without him. I wanted to go home watch drama so was very efficient in getting everyone else to be efficient. Haha yup we got things done but spent around 4 hours, and I still missed my drama in the end. SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many many more work to be done. Yet I can't seem to get started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's interview for Prime Minister's Book Prize tomorrow. 5th interview in my entire life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-9169365604336656719?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/9169365604336656719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=9169365604336656719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/9169365604336656719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/9169365604336656719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-had-project-work-meeting-at-paya.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-8879240935805471970</id><published>2008-04-28T01:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T02:13:30.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>REVIVED.</title><content type='html'>Millions of thoughts in my mind. But I can't seem to transform them into words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After one year of inactivity, I've decided to blog again. Had been trying to do that for months, but couldn't find a suitable layout, didn't have time, blah blah blah. All sorts of excuses available haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously missed blogging though. Experienced all kinds of emotions for the past year, and it seems such a waste that they weren't recorded down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I shall not attempt to blog about past events. Afterall, life is about looking forward isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new chapter of Hui Wen's memory lane begins...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-8879240935805471970?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/8879240935805471970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=8879240935805471970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/8879240935805471970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/8879240935805471970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2008/04/revived.html' title='REVIVED.'/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-7409953748815903675</id><published>2007-06-11T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T00:27:16.394+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went for public duty at pasir ris on sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got mam xinying, sir jiannan, samuel, weisong, jocelyn, me, jade, yixi, yasi, grace, zhiwei, and.. and.. AHH i can't remember!! SORRY to whoever that is &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to reschedule a tuition session, sell band concert ticket at half price, wake up early in the morning, take a taxi, spend 10 hours in the wild and end up terribly sunburnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm glad i chose to go (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chatted a lot with mam xinying throughout the event, loads of crap haha. we were stationed at the river crossing point for 5 hours in the morning, under the hot sun! talked and talked and talked, from st john to random stuff. i still wonder why i told her so much.. think that she kao de zhu ba! then she got bored and decided to play a trick on me =.= i shalln't talk about it here, later get niao-ed again haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we called daphne to disturb her! lol sorry for being so gossipy :P next time must tell me first okay! haha i really think jenova is a nice nice nice house!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m. after that we went to a green tentage to rest. played tempo games, concentration, scissorspaperstone, hangman, bingo, STARING GAME!! lol is the one you have to stare and whoever laughs first loses. in terms of position was weisong first, mam xinying second, me third, and grace last!! LOL it was super super funny la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that some contestant say inside got casualty, but turned out to be false alarm -.- er. it was not as bad as i thought, lucky you never talk about it, if not i go and die ah haha. and you haven't say why she smart, i think she stupid leh lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er. after that we waited at macs for sir jiannan, jocelyn and the other std 2s. waited for hours la!! then turned out that jocelyn having dinner at home ): so only sir jiannan, jade and yixi joined us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m. then mam xinying kept repeating the story of how she tricked me, then they laughed and laughed -.- sir jiannan is weird, he laughs at practically everything can. and his laughter makes us laugh even harder haha. then jade brought up the thing about me being colour blind again =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mam xinying: huh you tone deaf already, colour blind somemore?&lt;br /&gt;me: no loh, it's only a little with dark blue and black!&lt;br /&gt;mam xinying: your hair is dark blue!!&lt;br /&gt;all: LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyah. i bought nuggets, and they kept saying that the whole chicken goes through a machine and gets mashed up into nuggets. still emphasize that the eyes, beak, feet, butt, everything goes in =.= dots dots dots. I DON'T BELIEVE OKAY. where got so disgusting one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha then after that i asked mam xinying to play the staring game with sir jiannan. damn hilarious!! sir jiannan seriously cannot stop laughing!!! and when he tries not to laugh, it's even funnier!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. yup. so that day was filled with smiles and laughter (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhen de. xie xie ni =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;okays. i seriously think i am weird and stupid now. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-7409953748815903675?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/7409953748815903675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=7409953748815903675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/7409953748815903675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/7409953748815903675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2007/06/went-for-public-duty-at-pasir-ris-on.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-3537689448952953036</id><published>2007-06-04T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T00:27:16.394+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to buy many many stationaries at popular yesterday! it was super cheap can! i showed my popular card for the 10% discount, then they gave me a popular magazine which contained a gift voucher, offering 20% discount! so i only paid $20 for $30 worth of stationaries! COOL right haha ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. i bought stationaries in hope that it can give me motivation to start doing work. must must must start already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-3537689448952953036?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/3537689448952953036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=3537689448952953036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/3537689448952953036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/3537689448952953036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2007/06/went-to-buy-many-many-stationaries-at.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-6893355737351472942</id><published>2007-06-03T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T00:27:16.394+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHH. i have been wasting my days away &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wo bu xi wang ni ke yi zuo xie shen me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wo bu xi wang ni hai bei zhe jian shi ying xiang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wo zhi yao da jia kai kai xin xin de.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-6893355737351472942?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/6893355737351472942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=6893355737351472942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/6893355737351472942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/6893355737351472942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2007/06/ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-7264395959683746651</id><published>2007-06-01T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T00:27:16.395+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i slept my day away.. again ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't seem to do any work at all. RAH. at least i'm still tuitioning my cousin bah, i'm gonna use the money to buy presents for all my squadmates =D as birthday presents haha. hope that i have enough money to buy for my close friends too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pray. that my intuition is wrong this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-7264395959683746651?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/7264395959683746651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=7264395959683746651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/7264395959683746651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/7264395959683746651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-slept-my-day-away.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-3602480137098203289</id><published>2007-05-31T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T00:27:16.395+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY VESAK DAY!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our entire family went up to guang ming shan to offer prayers today! although we do this every year, i feel that it's special this time.. i don't really know why, but i felt that my heart jing xia lai le, and i really enjoyed the feeling (: maybe i will take the tonsure sometime! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that xiao shu brought us to marina square! i didn't want to watch shrek 3 so i went shopping with my 2 youngest aunts while the rest went. my aunts were like fighting to buy clothes for me, then introduce me to mango, zara,  blablabla. i was like =.= the clothes didn't appeal to me at all can, look weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i saw mei xue there! shouted her name so many times still never hear can! i had to run after her before she realised haha. i realised that i always see people i like in marina square! last time was mashimaro now is mei xue haha. but mei xue different kind of like la duh. LOL. maybe i will meet bai ma wang zi at marina square also!! hehe. but marina square so far from my house ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m. and i had a heart-to-heart talk with mommy yesterday night. although she was sick and really tired, she still stayed up to listen to me. THANKYOU mommy. WO ZUI AI NI LE. ohman. i feel my goosebumps standing le haha. yup. she gave me some advices and said what, "bu yao ye ba!" haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. "stop thinking of the mistakes in the past, think about how to avoid them in the future!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"zuo hao zi ji de ben fen, jie xia lai de jiao gei lao tian ye"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-3602480137098203289?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/3602480137098203289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=3602480137098203289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/3602480137098203289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/3602480137098203289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-vesak-day-d-our-entire-family.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-6431736323471600331</id><published>2007-05-30T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T00:27:16.395+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to school for bsp and 'be someone day' meeting. saw my favourite hansel &amp;amp; claudia! they brought smiles to my face, and my day was brightened up! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;at least for that moment.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and guess what! hansel loves me loads loads loads, he say one! haha, i love him too &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for listening to my stories, and to sheng qi for me haha =D i always feel better after telling you everything lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. and i am thankful to qingyi too, although she didn't know she cheered me up haha (: i enjoy talking to her more and more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall follow your advice in future: think twice about who i can tell my xin shi to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yups. don't worry about me, because WO ZHANG DA LE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-6431736323471600331?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/6431736323471600331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=6431736323471600331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/6431736323471600331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/6431736323471600331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2007/05/went-to-school-for-bsp-and-be-someone_30.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-2430561542418078253</id><published>2007-05-30T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T00:27:16.396+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>XIN TONG LE. XIN SUI LE. LIU LEI LE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-2430561542418078253?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/2430561542418078253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=2430561542418078253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/2430561542418078253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/2430561542418078253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2007/05/xin-tong-le.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-1000828293229944823</id><published>2007-05-28T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T00:27:16.396+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was so gay! walked and talked walked and talked for 3 hours. plus still come online haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really thanks for everything yesterday, you gave me courage.. AHH. so cliche! but seriously, i really appreciated it. XIE XIE. but you cannot cannot fall in love with him okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and. next time you feel down must tell me okay. don't carry the burden all alone. all of us are here (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU. why why why are you making me fallinlove with you again. RAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;how long more can this last//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-1000828293229944823?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/1000828293229944823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=1000828293229944823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/1000828293229944823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/1000828293229944823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2007/05/yesterday-was-so-gay-walked-and-talked.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-8824787064183249924</id><published>2007-05-27T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T00:27:16.396+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i cried on the way home. on the last day of term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i thought of pop again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot, cannot imagine my life without our squad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-8824787064183249924?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/8824787064183249924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=8824787064183249924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/8824787064183249924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/8824787064183249924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-cried-on-way-home.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-117164619198396325</id><published>2007-02-16T20:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T00:27:16.397+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm BACK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i was too lazy to blog after school started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, we went to ms low's house today!! omg la. i was super duper impressed by ms low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) she's a great host!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's already incredible to &lt;em&gt;dare&lt;/em&gt; to invite 3 classes of students to her house and she actually went shopping for groceries specially for us la. she really bought alot alot alot of food! and the food she prepared was DELICIOUS! i asked her to teach me how to cook cheese with mushrooms! plus she gave us an angbao each! so so so nice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) she was prettily pretty when she was young!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, i don't mean that she's very not pretty now okay. but all of us went "that's ms low?!" when we saw her wedding portrait. omg la. seriously super pretty. plus it's only like 2 years of difference?! hais. it makes me sad to think that she gave up dressing up prettily for students like us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohman ohman ohman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MS LOW. WE LOVE YOU MANY MANY &lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4g people was watching hua1 yang4 shao4 nian2 shao4 nv3 when we reached! cheryl now thinks that wu zun is as shuai as wang dong cheng! yay~ the wu zun i love is finally getting appreciated&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya. speaking of wu zun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I SHOOK HIS HAND ON 29th JANUARY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will remember that day forever :D and many many many thanks to tan jing qiu jochebed for queuing with me for 2++ hours for the wu zun i love! i really really really appreciate it (: if your wu zhen yu ever comes to singapore, no matter rain or shine, morning or night, i will surely go with you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. back to topic. we played bridge, ate loads, then meiyun dragged me downstairs to see her home -.- like i her boyfriend like that. hehe. then we called jochebed down too and talk talk talk while we walk walk walk. i am really proud of an achievement i made, and meiyun agrees i deserve credit! YAY~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. then we went back up and took photos. ohya. alot of people said i looked different +.+ super scary can. i know my sense of fashion not very good, but can't be that bad right. so i went around asking to make sure i don't look weird, turned out that it's because i didn't tie my hair so i looked different =.= CHEH. ni men yao xia si wo shi bu shi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. jazreen the OBASAN dressed super sexily! haha. OKLA. jazreen you very pretty today la. *eyes can't stop blinking* hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. then faith, jinghuan, kailin, meixue, jazreen, samantha, siuling, yifan, guppy, yaolu and me went to parkway parade. we saw ying2 huo3 chong2 de meng4's xishi and a guy! i saw her first and kept telling the rest to look. and they noticed it and giggled. hais. yaolu said i super obvious de. that time we saw shawn lee on mrt also like that. he was so shy that he covered his face with a book la! haha. he's quite good-looking la. but this time yaolu a bit bu shuang because xishi and that guy enjoyed our attention and kept looking over. POO. we looked only because we were curious, not because you all very good-looking can =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we went to arcade! played shooting, daytona, table hockey, and went home. i saw mam grace's squad many times! haha. kept saying hi and meeting another one on the way. ohya. samantha said wanna teach me piano! CANNOT LAUGH OKAY. i have no musical talent, but i really want to learn. besides because i have always liked the piano since i was young, it's also because &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; plays the piano too =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went home! took the same bus as jazreen and kailin! talked alot to jazreen on the way. and guess what!! we have many many things in common!! haha. but it's pretty embarrassing so i shalln't say what. we both love sao3 zi shi2 jiu3 sui4!! ohman ohman. LOVE JAZREEN LOADS &lt;33 haha. that's all for today's happenings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now about school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;language arts: ms yee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; (plus point compared to last year's mr tam!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a not bad teacher who can keep me awake despite the boring subject! but i think she's pretty strict in her marking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mathematics: ms low&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(plus point compared to last year's ms low!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although ms low is still ms low, but i love her alot alot more now &lt;33 my maths is lousy, but it's my own fault for being lazy. hope that i will not disappoint ms low this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;higher chinese: lu gui xia lao shi&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(plus point compared to last year's an lao shi!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. i know other classes don't like her.. but i like her!! she was my acc teacher in lower sec.. and i disliked her. because she kept confiscating people's stuff haha. this year she confiscate much less already. and i think she's nice to our class and very cute too :D as for teaching, hers is super good compared to last year's an lao shi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chemistry: mrs grace ong&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(same points as last year's ms ng shi shi) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first when i knew that our chemistry teacher wasn't ms ng anymore, i was super sad la. that day when lessons officially started i almost cried. i really loved ms ng alot.. she made lessons alot more interesting. i could understand everything she said and i sincerely wanted to do well for chemistry because i loved ms ng. during the june holidays among all the homework i placed chemistry as top priority despite knowing it won't be marked. that's because ms ng put in loads of efforts and decorated really nice notes and content pages for us and i wanted to put in effort for her sake too. and i did it, i scored 79 marks for chemistry. although it isn't an A+, i am still proud of it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. so i was sad. but mrs grace ong's teaching is pretty good too. so not bad la. but she very strict and won't joke around with us ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;biology: mrs serene chu&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(plus point compared to last year's mrs lim!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a really interesting teacher! her teaching is not bad, plus she's really reasonable. and she teaches us a lot of stuff about life too (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;physics: mr hong&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(minus point compared to last year's mr hong)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although mr hong is still mr hong, it's a minus. on the first day i was glad to see him because he is one of the few teachers we didn't change, but i realised it wasn't a good thing afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, nobody understands his teaching most of the time. last year whole class said his teaching not good, i kept insisting it wasn't the case although our class physics results sucked. i stood by him the entire last year. but this year i realised it. he goes on and on, nobody gets it. tell him you don't get it? ask your friends to teach you. but the thing is your friends didn't get it too he doesn't realise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine. teaching not good never mind. if you are half as nice as ms ng we forgive you. but? secondly, he has horrible mood swings. he stops teaching halfway. nice dinah asks 'why' in a super sweet voice. he replies, 'because you all are noisy'. and i went, 'NOBODY IS TALKING WHAT'. he didn't reply. hello? there we were, sitting straight, more focused than usual because our physics was the worst among all, and you stopped teaching when we were trying to learn. fine. i take it you heard noise, but have you thought of this? you gave up teaching the entire class because of ONE group of students talking. you left the rest of the students to fend for themselves. are you trying to build up our class spirit or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thirdly, he is biased against our class. i heard he gave his other classes notes before eoy last year. he didn't give us and left us to come up with our own notes. i heard he told his other classes the date of the physics test. he didn't tell us and left us struggling which test to study for first. i heard he told his other classes that the test will be mainly on pressure. he didn't tell us and leave us to juggle all 7 chapters. yes, it's all hearsay. but i believe there's no smoke without fire. truth or not, only he knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was absent on the day he pumped a classmate, i heard that he was really fierce that day. ohwell. i have a feeling if i was there i will dislike him even more than now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. he realises our class doesn't like him. and he gave us a talk. he tells us he has nothing against anyone. he said that we adopted different attitudes for cca and lessons, and that it will be sad if we have a mask on for different occasions. he said that in a sarcastic tone. he talked about his family and stuff. oh, i remember something. he said that learning requires both parties, he teaching alone doesn't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i agree learning requires both sides, just that i hope it won't be the case where we are the ones desperately trying to learn, and he is the one depriving us of the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;history: ms krishnan&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(same points as last year's mr chiang)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr chiang was one of my favourite teacher last year too! but because last year he kept telling us ms krishnan will be a very good teacher, our class welcomed ms krisnan with an open heart (: not bad not bad, she is as passionate as mr chiang towards history :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pe: mr ang&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(minus point compared to last year's mr chew)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr chew was nicer. and i don't like mr ang's moustache..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup that's about all. so overall, for teachers, it plus points compared to last year's! i have a feeling i will prepare alot of teachers' day presents this year (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on st john side, i have been transferred to smc1. gotten my choice (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last training with std3s was good. they mass hugged us and sang the 'i love you you love me' song. haha. i went back late and they mass hugged me alone!! lol. i can't bear to leave them actually.. but i really want to try out training a new squad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had two trainings with std1s already. they improved loads! haha. i scolded a lot on second training because our objective was discipline plus there were only a few instructors due to mock comp. in the end they called me "sgt very strict" =.= haha. as long as they get more disciplined i don't mind :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus they incorporated something called house routine training! house leaders got inducted officially and get to plan trainings for the house. haha quite fun (: hope jenova wins the house challenge this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE NEW YEAR IS COMING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. time flies. two months went by in a flash and we already had so many tests. hope that this year will be a fulfilling one and that everyone will stay happy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GONG XI FA CAI!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-117164619198396325?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/117164619198396325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=117164619198396325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/117164619198396325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/117164619198396325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-back-haha_16.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-116758506641155168</id><published>2007-01-01T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T00:27:16.397+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohman. i feel so high all of a sudden! because i went around wishing everyone online a happy new year! all thanks to jianing (= he came to wish me a happy new year and i was pleasantly surprised. so i thought that i shall share my joy with others too (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went down my msn list, and skipped when it came to people like julian, anthony, xiang bin, etc. i havent talked to any of them since i graduated from primary school, which is like 3 years ago. but after cheng kang replied i thought it should be okay so i went up the list again and wished everyone a happy new year (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but some people didnt reply ): but i shall be nice and wish them a happy new year all the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched death note 2 with yu jia today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we meant to do preparation and discussion for orientation but only did some shopping in the end.. we had fun nevertheless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmygosh. both LIGHT and L are geniuses. i was impressed during death note 1 and even more during death note 2. where in the world do they get their brains?! it must be worth a million bucks. but i was quite disappointed by the ending.. i dont like it when the main leads die in a movie. RAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loved L the most, he always surprises us when it's least expected :D he and the mask! LOL. i laughed so much during his first meeting with MISAMISA! especially when LIGHT called and L picked up the phone!! HOHO. quite sad when he felt down after knowing LIGHT wasnt KIRA. he remained silent while LIGHT did all the discoveries and talkedtalkedtalked. but i knew his brain was working all the same :D wanted to cry when he sacrificed himself in the end. he told LIGHT's father that he didnt have his own parents and thought that mr YAGAMI had been a great dad. WHY DID SUCH A WONDERFUL PERSON DIE ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought LIGHT was okay during the front part of death note 1 but after he killed his own girlfriend i decided that i dont like him. yea, he started out with good intentions but he wanted to win so much that he started killing innocent people. and he still dared say he did it in the name of justice. that's so wrong. he even made use of REM's care for MISA! hmph. i bet RYUK betrayed him in the end because he caused REM to perish. LIGHT deserved it. i am so glad L outwitted him in the end :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loved MISAMISA a lot too! she had such strong love for LIGHT that she didnt mind being used by him, that's admirable! she was cute n pretty n funny :D but i feel that it's abit unfair that she's the only one who's still alive in the end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, i enjoyed the movie a lot! fantastic plot which requires good brains plus the cast was good-looking and acted well! i might decide to watch it again :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya. i shall blog about orientation prep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sir kinkeong told yujia and me that we were in charge of the brochures so we sat down in the canteen and discuss. sir junxiang was talking to yahui and daphne while we did our stuff and suddenly he turned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sir junxiang: you all know who's the i/c for orientation?&lt;br /&gt;me: no, i think mam grace knows.&lt;br /&gt;sir junxiang: of course she knows la.&lt;br /&gt;me: huh. then ask her la!&lt;br /&gt;yahui&amp;amp;daphne: *burst out in laughter*&lt;br /&gt;sir junxiang: =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end i realised he was "testing" us, not asking as in ASKING. lol. yup. and it turned out that yujia and me were the i/cs. we thought we only do brochures, nobody told us we were i/cs before that. so we had to get out of the canteen and make sure the static display outside had no problems. time was dragged but alas! the corps finally managed to do the run-throughs :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something weird happened to my voice during orientation. at first it changed a little, then i sounded like i had flu, and change somemore, i sounded like std 2 daphne during jnco passing out. by the time our squad finished dinner (i had dry noodles with chilli), my voice sort of disappeared. i had trouble making myself understood -.- POO. all sorts of weird stuff happening to my body after snco.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-116758506641155168?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/116758506641155168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=116758506641155168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/116758506641155168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/116758506641155168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-happy-new-year-everyone-ohman.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-116749733119924497</id><published>2006-12-30T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T00:27:16.397+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back to update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[#o2] grace and cheryl brought me to church!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went for a concert organised by grace's chuch, lighthouse evangelism if i am not wrong. i understand a lot more about christanity thanks to grace and cheryl (: i asked loads of questions, and stuff about god. grace and cheryl patiently explained everything they knew to me. i did think about it. but in the end i decided not to join christanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i have a strong faith in buddha and guanyin. maybe due to the fact that my family members are devoted buddhists and granny told me stories about buddha. plus i believe the hong kong serial dramas i watch -- things like journey to the west you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. there are people who converted from buddhists to christians. thats because there's affinity between them and god. janice is one i know. i believe her story and i think that she's destined to be a christian. and i am meant to be a buddhist (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i dont believe non-christians go to hell! if it's true, then what are buddha, guanyin and all the other religions' lords doing?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[#o3] Genting!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;my uncle brought my brother and me to genting with his family! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my cousins and us spent most of our times in the arcade. gosh, we must have spent like S$300 in there! on the very last day, we combined all our tickets and exchanged for prizes. all of us brought back something (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the outdoor theme park was okay, still havent got to try the spaceshot (?) ride yet. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xiaohui, teaziyong and me went for the pontianak adventure! we waited for other people to join us before we went up. gosh it was super funny! all of us didnt want to go in first. there was this woman who kept holding on to ziyong instead of her boyfriend because he kept scaring her! in the end ziyong, who was the youngest among us all, walked in front. the guy behind me put his hands on my shoulders, trying to scare me. then after that he acted to be scared and went, "jie jie, wo pa!". LOL. it wasnt really scary la, maybe because we went in a large group. plus there was only one human trying to scare us. ohwell. i had fun! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i ate hell lot during the trip, especially the last day! we went to this place with buffet of all kinds of food. chinese, indian, western, japanese, malaysian, desserts, blablabla. you could even ask them to prepare on the spot! HEAVENLY i would say. i ate sushi, hai nan ji fan, chicken chop, satay and 4 scoops of ice cream! bloated like crazy. i loved the food &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[#o4] SNCO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;i was in team 3 with shunjie and qingyi! my other team mates were kaixin and shalini from green view, xinyi from chung cheng and shaun from tampines. our team got along quite well and we sort of agreed that we were in the norming stage (: oh, and kaixin lives in the condo beside michelle, which is very near my house. we had our dance practice in her condo dance room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my team advisors were sir weixiang and mam kristin. both are nice and easy to talk to (= they were much better compared to &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;LALALA&amp;amp;LALALA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. i could treat them as friends and voice out my thoughts during the interviews, thus got justified for something (: thanku advisors! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and the mam grace we all love was our regimental sergeant major! i would say she did a great job in maintaining our discipline. she was firm and strict with us, and of course our squad could see the kind intentions she had (: seriously, mam grace rawks totally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me, the entire course was a wonderful learning journey. serious, i learnt and absorbed loads. from technical stuff like triage to others like leadership qualities. and i took another step forward. at first when i knew that shunjie and qingyi were in my group, i thought i wouldnt be talking much for the camp again since they will be the ones doing all the talking. but i still managed to overcome it and open up. it was quite a challenge for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. thats why when my advisors told me if i had anything to ask about the marks, i told them the marks didnt matter to me. because i feel that i benefited from the course and i did put in enough effort on my part. thus i have no regrets (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its saddening to hear that my marks were pulled down because of my facial expression. DOTS. i was born with this face, what can i do? cannot smile during the course also right? RAH. oh, this is something unfair to me which i forgot to raise to my advisors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but overall, i am glad to have went for the course (= thanks to all camp personnel for putting in the time and effort to plan the course for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[#o5] JNCO cum STD 1 CAMP!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the five of us -- cheryl, elvina, huifen, samuel and me, std 1 camp was the main thing since we were the ones in charge. we really racked our brains for ideas and proposals. and we had to rush some stuff out for the camp before we went for snco and during the one day break we had between snco and jnc0. we were quite separated from the other std 3s during the camp as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i am sure all five of us enjoyed planning and executing the camp for the std 1s! i feel that although it was shocking that we had to do literally &lt;strong&gt;EVERYTHING &lt;/strong&gt;(even team advisors which were supposedly std 4s), it was a fantastic experience, especially to see the std 1s enjoying the games (= most importantly, i feel that the five of us bonded closer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. during the nights and after std 1s break camp, we got together with the jnco side again (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;planning, laughing, crapping, gossiping, cheering, chit-chatting, worrying, discussing, eating milo powder, suaning weisong N yahui, looking like pandas, fighting to serve food, seeing each other with attitude problems due to the lack of sleep, knocking sense into each other, loving each other all over again in a min, getting serious when casualties are brought into medic office, trying hard to stay awake during the big meeting, coming up with wash hand drill and alot alot alot more. ALL AS A SQUAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i had rows of bruises from snco and a bloated hand in the middle of medic duty, i LOVED the camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because those will be the fondest memories together with my squad. we did everything together and saw the different sides of each other, and we accept all the different sides because those are our squadmates. &lt;strong&gt;the squadmates we understand so well and love so deeply,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;just like our family&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, it must be the millionth time i said this. but this is the fact that will never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i LOVE my squad &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-116749733119924497?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/116749733119924497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=116749733119924497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/116749733119924497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/116749733119924497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2006/12/back-to-update-o2-grace-and-cheryl.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-116732959527796665</id><published>2006-12-29T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T00:27:16.398+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i put the previous post in purple because it was typed two months ago, from now on the posts will be black. i shall update on my holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[#o1] i changed my phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 280px; HEIGHT: 211px" height="250" src="http://www.boomspeed.com/4eva_frenz/sonyericsson_z610i.jpg" width="345" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought the blue one! isnt it a beauty? i shall relate my phone-buying story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i first saw that model (pink) at a m1 outlet in tampines mall and i was like, "WOW..." it was on a circular stand turning around, shimmering and reflecting any ray of light that hit the luminous surface. i thought since it looked good, it wouldnt have good functions so the thought of owning it didnt strike me until grace told me about it. i looked up on the phone and realised it had really good functions as well! 3G, bluetooth, mp3 ringtones, 2 megapixel camera, and everything i could wish for. i didn't mind it not being a walkman phone since i already have my mp3 player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT mommie die-die wont buy it for me. so i had to start saving money for it. ya thats right. i dont save money until theres something i wanna buy. anyways, after i gotten the money ready, mommie was still reluctant to sign the 2-year plan. i used both hard and soft approaches until she agreed :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i chose the blue one because i thought the pink looked evil and black doesnt really show its beauty. but my family prefers the pink and my friends prefer the black. *shrugs* and i found out a lot of people bought it too. sir wenbin, yixi and simphoni, but all of them bought the black one. i have seen pink ones on the streets too but not blue ones yet. so mine is still unique, it was a right choice (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my, its already 0212 hrs!! i shall update somemore after orientation prep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-116732959527796665?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/116732959527796665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=116732959527796665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/116732959527796665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/116732959527796665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-put-previous-post-in-purple-because.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-116728946336426745</id><published>2006-12-28T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T00:27:16.398+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOHOHO i am back!! hope you all enjoyed christmas (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i typed this post sometime after exams but didn't publish it. anyways, here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;VOILA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long time no see. plenty of happenings. flooded thoughts and emotions. and i dont know where to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall try to do it in sequence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember jiu3 dian4 feng1 yun2? it ended sometime in the middle of exams. i think i was the only one who watched tv for hours without fail during exam period. but i don't regret it! it's seriously a fantastic serial!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite how the three brothers had harmed him (they didnt know martin was helping them), martin still helped them in the end! i really admire him. they made him lose his father, injured him, and even made use of his loved one to betray him. he forgived them again and again, until wang qi jie made use of bi qi to betray him. he lost his cool and vowed to take revenge. he appeared to cooperate with zheng yong fa (the bad guy) to harm the three brothers. but in the end he was actually helping the three brothers AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how many of us are able to do that? to forgive people who had hurt you over and over again. to forget how you have suffered and treat them well sincerely from the bottom of your heart. for many people, it is easy to &lt;b&gt;pretend&lt;/b&gt; nothing happened, but it's almost impossible to forget. as for me, both are not within my abilities. because i am petty and selfish. i will not hide my anger and let you have a peace of mind. a lot of nice people are willing to do so in order to salvage a friendship. but i can't. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;unless if i like you &lt;b&gt;extremely&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was gan3 dong4 when martin pretended to be a bad guy to unite the brothers. i cried when the three brothers injured him (there was a crack sound as his hand was bent!!). i shouted at the tv, scolding qi jie when he made use of bi qi to hurt martin. i jumped in anger when ke er smiled sweetly, with her vicious heart well hidden. i whined to my mother whenever kai xin got maligned by ke er. i grinned from ear to ear when qi jie got concerned about kai xin. i grumbled about qi jie's stupidity everytime he trusted ke er instead of kai xin. i shut the tv off when qi jie went to bed with ke er (super horrible scene! i seriously wanted to punch qi jie). i turned on the tv when it was martin's scene. i felt xing4 fu2 when martin and bi qi xiang1 qin1 xiang1 ai4. i giggled crazily when xiaoqin (bi qi's son) was kawaii. i felt bu4 fu2 qi4 for kai xin when she forgived qi jie in the end, but decided it's okay, since qi jie was shuai4. i went, "see how you have cuo4 guai4 martin!" when the three brothers finally realised martin was a good guy. i felt depressed when martin said he will take revenge upon the three brothers for causing him misery. i prayed in hope that he was only putting on an act when martin told the bad guy he will cooperate with him. i clapped and cheered with joy when it turned out that i am right. i am proud of myself for having trusted martin till the end (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;understand why i said it's fantastic now? the whole plot is so realistic that it allows the audience to gan3 tong2 shen1 shou4. seriously speaking, the show affects my mood drastically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now lets talk about e-e--ex--exa---exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they came crashing like a tornado, it was too sudden and fast. last year we had it one month later loh! fine, it is my fault for preparing late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;language arts. i slept through three-quarters of the lessons. i read bang bang. i flipped through half of frankenstein. i didn't touch macbeth. even if you are a 3-year-old kid, i guess you can already predict the disastrous grade i will be getting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;higher chinese. if i am not wrong, nobody studied for it. there wasnt enough time for me to do the paper 2 ): there were around 4 comprehensions i think. all open ended questions and still had chang2 wen2 suo1 duan3! i didnt finish the paper so i shall just kiss my A goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mathematics. i had a poor foundation last year and couldnt be bothered to catch up. thus i just neglected it this entire year. i studied for paper 1 but not paper 2. plus plenty of carelessness. so i am prepared to fail (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chemistry. i place all my hopes on this because this is the only subject i pay attention to during class. plus ms ng is a good teacher :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics. i didnt study properly before the exam and its a subject the entire 3b is weak at. plus sadistic mr hong set a killer paper. conclusion? dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biology. i studied 3 days beforehand, which i thought to be worthy of praise. but I realized majority of the rest studied at least a month beforehand. poo. I guess I should be able to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history. i didnt put in a lot of effort because mr chiang gave a lot of hints already. I thought the paper was okay but I wrote too slowly T.T could have written a lot more ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-116728946336426745?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/116728946336426745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=116728946336426745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/116728946336426745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/116728946336426745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2006/12/hohoho-i-am-back-hope-you-all-enjoyed.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-115771257842191470</id><published>2006-09-08T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T00:27:16.398+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ohTIAN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;there's only 2 days left and i've not touched my work. literally in fact. i am a guilty girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SORRY mommie. SORRY yaolu. SORRY buddha. SORRY guanyin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sorry for not feeling sorry about it. *chiong into room and bang door shut* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;paiseh la. but i've been really self-satisfied these few days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;--- --- --- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;do you guys watch jiu3 dian4 feng1 yun2? that hong kong serial is wonderful! i fell in love with wu2 zhuo2 xi1 &lt;3&gt;it's about this rich man who owns a hotel. he had 3 sons but the brothers were not united. the elder two hated the younger one because they had different mothers. the youngest son, wang qi jie is played by wu2 zhuo2 xi1, and he hated his elder brothers too because they always bully his mother. he's filial to his mom, but always uses his fists to solve problems. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then one day their father died. came a guy named martin (played by ma3 de2 zhong1) who appears to help qi jie and his mother. but in the end he cheated qi jie's mother of her shares of the hotel. qi jie decided to return to the hotel to fight martin. again one day, qi jie realised the three of them had to work together in order to fight martin. after much difficulty and touching scenes, the elder two finally agreed :D the scenes of them uniting and working together are wonderful :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yup. i was a little sad because i always thought martin was out to help qi jie. BUT. turned out that he was helping the dead father unite the three brothers! he pretended to be an enemy in order to help them :D the show has not ended yet and there are still some evil people, but i have a feeling it's gonna be one of the best shows i have ever watched &lt;3&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the advertisement for the show portray it to be scheming, full of backstabs, etc. i almost didn't want to watch it for fear of a negative ending. thankgoodness. i would have regretted it so much. phew. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;there's also this japanese drama -- dian4 che1 nan2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it's about how a not-attractive guy got his courage to confess his love for the girl of his dreams because of the friends he knew from an online chat forum. the encouragements and efforts the around-fifty of them made were really touching :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the description of the shows might not be very appealing. that's only because they are in words! the shows are seriously worth watching!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yup. and i was inspired by the brotherhood in jiu3 dian4 feng1 yun2 and decided to be nice to my lil brother ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i went to sheng shiong with mommie to buy groceries on wednesday. mommie let me decide what to buy because i would be the one cooking. and i've been cooking for these two days! my maid says that i have a talent for cooking because i come up with creative dishes with same old ingredients. and they are delicious. i agree with her to a large extent :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;eh. not kidding okay. my dishes are creative, nutritious, healthy, delicious... aiyah. SE4 XIANG1 WEI4 JU4 QUAN2 jiu dui le :D i think i can open resturant next time ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;TEA ZI YONG. be glad that you get to eat jie jie's cooking for free okay. next time ask you pay money ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-115771257842191470?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/115771257842191470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=115771257842191470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/115771257842191470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/115771257842191470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2006/09/ohtian.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-115763601210540565</id><published>2006-09-07T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T00:27:16.398+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hm. let's rewind back to 31st August. &lt;p&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt; &lt;p&gt;teachers' day celebration! &lt;p&gt;super hectic yet enjoyable morning!! chiong-ed out all the teachers' day messages once i reached school. then yaolu, me, jochebed and meixue rushed and squeezed around the foyer looking for teachers to present them with the little gifts. we met weifu, dinah, yuru, jazreen, and many many more batt3s halfway through. then the 15 of us took a photo with AN LAO SHI. we went to the canteen afterwards for food!! yum yum. the atmosphere in school was great and we were HIGH, running around the canteen (: &lt;p&gt;then came the concert! the performances were good but "games" .. -.- okay you get the idea. yaolu, me, yujia and kathleen had fun self-entertaining though ^^ &lt;p&gt;arigatou to all our teachers, especially MS LOW, MS NG, MR CHIANG. i shall be a good girl and prepare gifts earlier next year :D &lt;p&gt;went back to park view too! i had a strange feeling while walking into the school. the school is like a new place to me.. all i see were strangers. BUT. it's totally different once i reached the parade square. i see our batch of 6kaers :D &lt;p&gt;this trip back was really beneficial because i found another soulmate -- MICHELLE (: i love talking to her. plus it was great fun chatting with all of them! especially lucienne, xinyi, tse an, jordan, kenny and zheng jun. kenny is in vjc and zheng jun in choir! lol. fish, syikin, hiutung, sihan, zhihe, hsiu hsien, dylan, wei chieh, naim, pei wei and jia ning were there too. ohyah. saw cheyu and chengkang too. ohMEgod. chengkang grew extremely tall. o.O &lt;p&gt;it's quite saddening, but i don't like mrs khoo as much now.. the feeling is just not there ): &lt;p&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- --- &lt;p&gt;parent-child day! &lt;p&gt;me and mommie went to bedok for breakfast in the morning. ate bee hoon kwey soup. and we went shopping around :D but we still reached school super early -.- &lt;p&gt;`mr kiw's movie was touching. &lt;p&gt;`mr chiang was seriously funny! &lt;p&gt;`not enough time to present portfolio to mommie lah. &lt;p&gt;`i liked the siewmai and durian puff most :D &lt;p&gt;`i thought i saw kfc before it started but they vanished when we went out =.="' &lt;p&gt;`mommie talked to jochebed's mommie alot and found out plenty o stuff (; &lt;p&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- --- &lt;p&gt;AGI on sunday. &lt;p&gt;i lost my way while taking mrt -.-&lt;p&gt;supposed to meet at serangoon's mrt control station. i took mrt to city hall, crossed the platform and took to doughby [?] ghaut. then i crossed the platform again, expecting to travel towards the purple line. guess what. the train went to city hall again o.O i was stunned and only alighted at raffles place. but realised that the train across the platform was going to marina bay o.O it was only after 10 mins that i managed to board the train going to serangoon -.- &lt;p&gt;the whole inspection was shitty. the guest-of-honour took super long to arrive and left the contigents struggling to stay conscious on the field. the speeches were simply IRONIES. there they talked about saving people, yet the speeches were the ultimate reasons why some people were dying. a girl fell flat on the field can. BAH. i only managed to stay till the end after much fidgeting. &lt;p&gt;later on ate dinner with cheryl and had a good talk (: &lt;p&gt;walkathon and snco entry exam II postponed :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-115763601210540565?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/115763601210540565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=115763601210540565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/115763601210540565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/115763601210540565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2006/09/hm.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-115693372828288834</id><published>2006-08-30T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T00:27:16.399+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know i sing the national anthem everyday. &lt;p&gt;i know people 2 metres away can hear it. (because only 20% of dhs sings the national anthem) &lt;p&gt;i know they snigger away when they do. &lt;p&gt;i know my singing sucks. &lt;p&gt;sorry la. not everyone musically inclined one mah. &lt;p&gt;but hey. at least i am PATRIOTIC. unlike people who don't sing the national anthem. &lt;p&gt;so open your mouth and sing if you don't want to hear me. &lt;p&gt;and thank me for giving you a chance to laugh :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-115693372828288834?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/115693372828288834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=115693372828288834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/115693372828288834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/115693372828288834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-know-i-sing-national-anthem-everyday.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-115658664142382884</id><published>2006-08-26T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T00:27:16.399+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i thought about many things.&lt;p&gt;not once. not twice. it's so many times i can't recall. &lt;p&gt;--- --- ---&lt;p&gt;i thought - &lt;p&gt;the cheerful side you had was purely a mask&lt;p&gt;a mask that hides your face&lt;p&gt;a face that hides the pain&lt;p&gt;a pain that eats your heart&lt;p&gt;a heart nobody knows.&lt;p&gt;i hated to see you being taken for granted. &lt;p&gt;i wanted to help you. i wanted to be your friend. i wanted to see your true smile.  &lt;p&gt;but i guess i was expecting too much. &lt;p&gt;--- --- ---&lt;p&gt;i thought - &lt;p&gt;how can some people be wicked to such a horrifying extent?&lt;p&gt;i took a break from school because of my headache. yet i still got to hear evil stuff you did. how you spoilt their days. how you hurt them. how you angered them. how you sucked totally. &lt;p&gt;all these made my head spin. and i am still amazed at how you did it. &lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-115658664142382884?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/115658664142382884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=115658664142382884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/115658664142382884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/115658664142382884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-thought-about-many-things.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-115597270426748893</id><published>2006-08-19T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T00:27:16.400+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just woke up after 16 hours of sleep. because i haven't slept for 3 nights. &lt;p&gt;can you imagine it? wednesday, thursday, friday - tests. tuesday, thursday - comp trains. friday - sec 1 comp. i'm surprised i survived through it. &lt;p&gt;anyways. i stayed awake for the whole of thursday night and friday morning because of this. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e365/thuiwen/img100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;guppy helped me to print it, thanks thanks!!&lt;p&gt;gave our gifts, notes and photos to the jenova std1s after school. and i had to go for std2s' routine training so didn't get to see the sec1 comp. but jenova got 1st!! (: &lt;p&gt;yup. throughout comp trains, we could see them putting in effort for everything. and we mentors were really proud of them. no matter what the results were, jenova std1s were already the winners of our hearts :D i'm sure the memories of sec1 comp will be with them for the rest of their lives, because this is the comp they worked hard for and gotten the results they deserved. &lt;p&gt;--- &lt;p&gt;very disappointed. &lt;p&gt;throughout the nights i stayed awake, mom scolded me and told me it wasn't worth it. she asked why sacrifice my sleep and studies just because of that. she said nobody would appreciate it and they might not even win. &lt;p&gt;i didn't think that was true, because i thought they should have been able to see how much all of us were putting in because of them. and i didn't care what the results were, because i did it for them, not for the results. &lt;p&gt;but it turned out that i was too stupid. &lt;p&gt;they didn't know that i bothered because i care for them. &lt;p&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- --- &lt;p&gt;routine training for std2s was not bad. &lt;p&gt;their cheering was louder than the previous training. and this time round everybody had a chance to try out toc. &lt;p&gt;evaluation on monday. hoped they get the rationale behind the punishment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-115597270426748893?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/115597270426748893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=115597270426748893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/115597270426748893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/115597270426748893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-just-woke-up-after-16-hours-of-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-115548739155687701</id><published>2006-08-13T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T00:27:16.400+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wasted my weekend on sleeping again. *knocks head on table* &lt;p&gt;poo. at least i worked pretty hard on friday. stayed up till 3 am to type out general first aid notes for jenova's std 1s. obviously woke up late in the morning (3 hours later to be exact) and wasted 10++ bucks on taxi to make it in time for morning footdrill. the only reason i stayed awake for the day's lessons was because i was writing diagnosis notes for the std 1s. they were all in different coloured papers and i felt accomplished and boosted up just by looking at the bright colours :D &lt;p&gt;5 more days to the std 1's competition. &lt;p&gt;we mentors have already done all we can, the rest is up to you guys. this is afterall YOUR competition. &lt;p&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- --- &lt;p&gt;saturday was flag day. &lt;p&gt;jenova's location was aljunied. quite a good location with kind people (: &lt;p&gt;there was this couple which i met 3 times, even after i went to a different spot. they recognised me too and the guy said: "hai2 mei2 you3 wan2 ah? (haven't ended ah?)". lol. affinity! they then came back with coins to donate again, such a nice couple! they ate lunch where i was standing and turned to look at me once in a while. they even waved bye when they were about to leave!! SO NICE :D &lt;p&gt;yupp. although this year's flag day wasn't as memorable as the first one i had during std 1 (someone even went to get small change just to donate to me!!), i still enjoyed it really much ^^ &lt;p&gt;received 9 two dollar notes this year (x although it's nothing compared to a fifty dollar note a standard one in hera received, i still feel the MAN3 ZU2 GAN3. plus my tin was 4/5 full :D &lt;p&gt;who said singaporeans are cold-hearted huh? RETARDS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-115548739155687701?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/115548739155687701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=115548739155687701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/115548739155687701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/115548739155687701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2006/08/wasted-my-weekend-on-sleeping-again.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-115522857230515487</id><published>2006-08-11T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T00:27:16.400+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RAH. &lt;p&gt;getting real lazy nowadays. 48 hours of holiday and all i've done is sleep. &lt;p&gt;i still owe plenty of homework. and i need to get the first aid notes ready for jenova's std 1s. &lt;p&gt;RAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-115522857230515487?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/115522857230515487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=115522857230515487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/115522857230515487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/115522857230515487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2006/08/rah.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-115515237473157700</id><published>2006-08-10T03:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T00:27:16.401+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i realise that i cry too easily. same goes for smiling. which is why i always end up crying and smiling at the same time. &lt;p&gt;i &lt;s&gt;try to&lt;/s&gt; never let people i don't particularly like get to me. but as for those i love, just one word can shatter the heart. had a tiff with my mom today, and i climbed out of the window on the second storey. i sat on the small border outside the window, expecting my mom to come get me. and guess what. she asked my lil brother to switch off the lights and they went to sleep! @#$%^&amp;*&lt;p&gt;ohwells. i bet she reckoned that i am sensible enough not to jump, since i won't die anyway. BUT CAN'T SHE JUST COME AND PACIFY ME FOR A SECOND?! hmph. i must have gotten my stubborn streak from her.&lt;p&gt;anyways, i climbed down in the dark and thought of how blessed i was to have 5 extra rooms to choose to sleep in, my own labtop in my own room, my own digital camera, my own creative zen neeon, my own scanner cum printer cum photocopier, my own handphone, to have gone to 3 countries this year, &lt;strong&gt;to have known 2d`o5&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;to have wonderful friends by my side&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;to have a complete family&lt;/strong&gt;, etc.etc.etc. and TADA. i made myself smile &lt;s&gt;again&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;p&gt;BAH. i have to start saving up for things i wanna buy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-115515237473157700?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/115515237473157700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=115515237473157700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/115515237473157700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/115515237473157700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-realise-that-i-cry-too-easily.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-115514959047081025</id><published>2006-08-10T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T00:27:16.401+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's already past midnight but still. HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE &lt;3&gt;i love this homeland of mine which brought me up, and i promise to return her kindness someday (: &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had national day celebration in school on tuesday. &lt;p&gt;it was pretty much a failure on the school's part. please la, what's national day celebration without national day songs? &lt;p&gt;nevertheless, the class activity part was fun :D alson came with hairsprays and we went around SPRAYING!! weicheng came back from NUS and joined us (x but we were stopped later by ms christine tan and had to get our hair washed. boo. but we had our lot of fun already (=&lt;p&gt;after that we went to the auditorium to choose our uniform for year 5 and 6. not very impressed with the designs but at least the fourth one looked okay. the metal buttons signify dunman high la, how can we do without it?! without them, people will wonder whether we are from broadrick or coral or whatever when we are wearing our uniform. we will lose our identity without the metal buttons!&lt;p&gt;and i hearby announce i think shunjie is a retard for thinking that those who want to keep the metal buttons are retards.&lt;p&gt;then. the 2d`o5 outing that i was so looking forward to!! &lt;p&gt;yaolu and jochebed didn't want to go at first and i got pissed at them. but in the end they went and we talked and i KNOW they were glad they didn't miss it (x&lt;p&gt;yup. throughout the journey to tampines, there were moments where i stopped talking, and just gazed at them and smiled to myself like an idiot. it was so XING FU just looking at them and reminiscing the old times.. i love chatting with them :D and i played HEI BAI PEI with cheryl on the way - super gay! haha. &lt;p&gt;we ate lunch at century square and went to buy movie tickets for CLICK. after that, a few of us scooted off to take neoprints. &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e365/thuiwen/img103.jpg" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;jochebed the lil princess!&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e365/thuiwen/img104.jpg" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;so personalised! &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e365/thuiwen/img105.jpg" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I LOVE 2d`o5 &lt;3&lt;p&gt;we then went to best denki to fantasize at the high tech stuff. the iGallop was fun!! ji-gop ji-gop ji-gop! then there were fridges with mirrors.. mini hairdryers.. and tong tried the giap-ing thing which was supposed to make your eyelashes curl or something. then we had to rush off to the movie! &lt;p&gt;shalln't be a spoiler here but i strongly recommend the movie! there were the teary moments but ended up happy ending. i love this kinda movies :D &lt;p&gt; after the movie junting showed the way to the posh and luxurious toilet on the 2nd storey. it was &lt;p&gt; WOW.&lt;p&gt; the whole toilet was made up of mirrors!! there was even a whole area just for women to put on makeup! most importantly, women who are tired from the shopping can just snooze off on the sofa in the toilet!! lol. we spent like half an hour in the toilet! &lt;p&gt;yup. after that walked to the bus interchange with gracey, cheryl and weisong. ohya. forgot to mention that gracey bought me a antique notebook from taiwan! 10q (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-115514959047081025?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/115514959047081025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=115514959047081025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/115514959047081025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/115514959047081025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-already-past-midnight-but-still.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-115478743611787295</id><published>2006-08-05T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T00:27:16.402+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you would have talked to me personally if you were genuinely affected that much by me. but you didn't. and you looked perfectly fine to me. &lt;p&gt;i already threw everything to the back of my head and stopped thinking about it long ago. but you had to remind me about it and claim that i am still affecting you. &lt;p&gt;you are the one doing small actions behind la.&lt;p&gt;what the hell. &lt;p&gt; i hate people who seek attention using despicable means.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-115478743611787295?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/115478743611787295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=115478743611787295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/115478743611787295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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it's really worth it, seeing all the smiles on the std 4s' faces. &lt;p&gt;they have put in so much effort for us, we finally got to do our part for them. &lt;p&gt;i will miss the std 4s, especially mam grace n mam xinying. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- --- --- --- --- &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's only because you are a squadmate that i can't bring myself to hate you. &lt;p&gt;do you know how much it hurt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-115426233845086376?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/115426233845086376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=115426233845086376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/115426233845086376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/115426233845086376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2006/07/pop-is-over-yep.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-115383477653588676</id><published>2006-07-25T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T22:20:45.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had an emotional day.. and really want to show my appreciation for friends i love. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinah:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was super surprised by the present, because i don't really talk to you much.. and the present was sweet. very gan3 dong4.. really thanku thanku thanku alot (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. want to tell you that i was glad that you were my mortal, and you are the bestest friend anyone could ever have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you visit my blog once in a long while so i hope you will get to read this. stay sweet and happy! &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;junting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heygirl. we were classmates for 2 years but i never got a chance to have a heart-to-heart talk with you until this year, if those conversations can be taken into consideration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m. want to tell you that there are many people out there who love you, including me! our hearts will hurt if you become unhealthy.. that's why you must keep yourself in best condition at all times kie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loveya &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaolu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paiseh about what happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not because you are not of importance or of any less than others. but just, i didn't expect it to get to you that much. i apologise for being too insensitive to your feelings at times, but this is just what i am. i know i hurt many people, not realising how much my words and actions mean to them.. and sometimes these people include a few whom i cherish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am trying my best to improve this side of me already, serious. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- --- --- &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. and thanku to all those who donated to my walkathon cards today. especially 2d peeps like jiayao, kennethtan, kennethkoh, andy and alson. alson didn't have money to donate at first but came back with two bucks suddenly. super grateful!! thankies! &lt;p&gt;ohya. forgot to mention about phototaking last thursday.. the whole scene reminded me of last year's phototaking. and i started missing 2d again. how we enjoyed ourselves as a class and the painstaking last day of school. all the memories started flooding back.. &lt;p&gt;i miss 2d.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-115383477653588676?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/115383477653588676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=115383477653588676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/115383477653588676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/115383477653588676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2006/07/had-emotional-day.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-115372057363341157</id><published>2006-07-24T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T13:56:13.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i would advise you not to read this entry because it's on really outdated stuff. i just want to have these precious memories on record.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idmi week. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a hectic week of chaos. with 3 sessions of naggings by mr kiw, meetings at macs, last day of chiong-ing, we finally made it.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will never forget the day before the presentation. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we pia-ed and pia-ed at guppy's house, but still had work unfinished. thus we sacrificed our sleeping time that night and continued working after javier's parents sent us home. we were the only ones online in the wee hours of that memorable night. it felt really professional, sending data here and there and typing endlessly. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our presentation wasn't perfect, but the image of our group dressed most formally impressed me. we all had our flaws, but i still love how we worked as a group. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;idmi group 4A: siuling, jinghuan, jolene, huiwen, guppy, javier.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/u&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first routine training as an instructor. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missed out house interaction time because of chem prac make-up.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pt was their highlight of the day. could see that it was pretty tough for them but glad that they understood the intentions behind it. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fond memories flooded my mind during the pt. how our squad conquered difficulties as one and gave in our best for all. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we can never rewind back to the past but we will do our best as instructors for the std2s so that they will always remember the times they had together as one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-115372057363341157?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/115372057363341157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=115372057363341157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/115372057363341157'/><link 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transportation of casualty, theory exam and first aid. &lt;p&gt;i was in group 1 with zhiying, tiffany, huaxin and manching. &lt;p&gt;footdrill went well because lucky me got mam sheryl :D samuel said that sir james from some other corps gave unpredicatable commands. &lt;p&gt;example: ki kiri, pu. . . . . . . . . . . . . . SING!&lt;br /&gt;lol. &lt;p&gt;i enjoyed toc most because i made new friends from other corps. especially a kawaii boy! stupid me forgot to ask which corps was he from after he asked me. poo. from his attire, he's either from tampines or peicai corps. he is actually comparable to weisong can! weisong is jealous that the guy is taller but lighter than him. haha. &lt;p&gt;anyways. thanks to the ambulances who taught us toc the day before, everything went well. i even taught nursings from other corps how to do the fireman's lift. &lt;p&gt;for theory, it was average. not too sure of some questions. &lt;p&gt;as for first aid station, sir junyang was in charge. cpr and first aid assessment went smoothly. i was shocked when i heard there was a first aid kit section because we were never trained on it. thank god i was in medic and helped daphne pack the first aid kit before so didn't have any problem too. as for bandaging, i passed the arm sling but failed the recovery position. poo. a lot of people from our squad failed bandaging so hope that sir junyang changes his mind about having to pass every single section to pass the station. &lt;p&gt;after the exam, we went to tampines mall for dinner. saw mam xinying 3 times and waved frantically to her every time. haha. i declared my love for mam xinying so many times that my squadmates are getting irritated =P &lt;p&gt;later on helped yahui and weisong choose t-shirts for pop. chose purple ones. and i made yahui entrust me with the task to style weisong's hair for pop :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-115366656500019409?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/115366656500019409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=115366656500019409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/115366656500019409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/115366656500019409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2006/07/havent-been-online-for-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-115150246932033233</id><published>2006-06-28T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T13:00:44.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;didn't blog about south korea and china because had depression these two days.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but feeling much better now. cos there are wonderful ppl like yaolu and yahui (:&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found an answer already :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall blog about my trips some other day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-115150246932033233?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/115150246932033233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=115150246932033233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/115150246932033233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/115150246932033233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2006/06/didnt-blog-about-south-korea-and-china.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-114901377756690089</id><published>2006-05-30T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T13:08:17.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i am back from &lt;strong&gt;6K CHALET&lt;/strong&gt; plus &lt;strong&gt;ALC cum INTRACOMP&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;p&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- --- &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;intracomp. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jenova/nc 4 team consists of tiffany, huaxin, me, steffi, daphne, audrey and zhou tao. the original arrangement was like this: &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;footdrill:&lt;/strong&gt; huaxin no.1, tiffany timer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;short case:&lt;/strong&gt; me no.1, tiffany no.3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;medium case:&lt;/strong&gt; tiffany no.1, huaxin no.3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;homenursing:&lt;/strong&gt; tiffany nurse 1, me nurse 3 &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but tiffany couldn't go for the comp so the arrangement changed: &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;footdrill:&lt;/strong&gt; huaxin no.1, me timer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;short case:&lt;/strong&gt; me no.1, huaxin no.3, audrey no.2, daphne no.4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;medium case:&lt;/strong&gt; me no.1, huaxin no.3, steffi no.2, zhoutao no.4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;homenursing:&lt;/strong&gt; steffi nurse 1, me nurse 3, daphne nurse 2, zhoutao nurse 4&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only knew the new arrangement on thursday, which is two days before the comp. because i was sick on tuesday and wednesday. i was super super super nervous and had butterflies in my stomach the entire week. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus there was a biology test on friday. i almost freaked out. seriously, i was prepared to give up the test for the comp. reason being: &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i totally didn't want to disappoint our mentors. throughout comp trains, they (esp. sgt xinying) have been putting in plenty of effort to train us up. for anything we didn't understand, sgt xinying went through it from top to toe with PATIENCE. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i remember there was this one-of-the-last trainings, which i only went for after the bsp trip to wan qing yuan, sgt xinying gave us a lecture. turned out that after training jenova's std 2s and aegis's std 2s for homenursing, she discovered the distinct difference between both houses. aegis's std 2s had every word memorised whereas jenova's std 2s kept leaving out bits and pieces of text. she said that she didn't need us to win, and she doesn't expect it either, since miracles don't happen that fast (we have been performing really badly during comp trains), she just wants to see us putting in our best effort for the comp. she said that even cpl yingxiao, who was initially really enthuciastic about comp trains and winning for jenova, had lost his enthuciasm after looking at our performance. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that talk made me feel really bad. i was really occupied with school work and didn't put in effort to memorise first aid and homenursing. i'm sure the std 4s were even busier. but yet they still bothered to come down and train us. they could just leave us to die, but they didn't. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. on the last day of school, friday, which was one day before intracomp cum alc, i pia-ed the night through. had to pack bag for alc, prepare full u for intracomp, study for intracomp. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i called sgt xinying at 9pm to ask her questions on first aid but she was having tuition. so called her back at 9.30pm and went through practically the entire first aid manual with her. i think i heard her mom scolding in the background, but she still answered all my questions. she's really really really sweet! love sgt xinying loads!! &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after consulting sgt xinying, i was super super touched by her patience and all the more i decided to pia the night through. thus despite the meagre one-hour sleep i had, i was really happy that i could say i put in my best effort on the knowledge part. i could only pray that i won't disappoint the mentors on the comp itself. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- --- --- &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached school at 6.30am and changed into full u. met mam sheryl, she wished qingyi and me good luck for the comp. i really like mam sheryl too :D&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. then our mentors aka std4s gave us our gifts and postcards (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e365/thuiwen/100_0407.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;gift from our mentors &lt;3&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the postcard i got was written by sgt xinying :D i shall not reveal the contents here because it's something she wrote to me personally. yup. i think it's really touching. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. the morning before the comp was a really crappy one. i stained my uniform blue with the paint on the photoframe. plus some other malu incidents. got even more nervous than ever and wanted to just die.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the waiting room, our team discussed on the cases that might be out for both homenursing and first aid. plus i was really scared that i'll mess up on footdrill timing because i have no sense of rhythm at all. if i have to clap my hands at a constant rate, i will just go off beat in less than a min. so we also discussed how our footdrill timing should go. the team did a jenova whoosh. they really helped me calm my nerves down (: &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon after, we had to go for short case. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super flop. two kids fell from the obstacle course. the one daphne and i went to had a contusion wound on his forehead and a sprain. the casualty kept saying he felt giddy and wanted to vomit. i knew it couldn't be that simple, so i went to suspect skull fracture, cerebal compression and concussion. for concussion, i only memorised the symptom of loss of memory. so sir yuanwang hinted that that wasn't the only symptom. so i diagnosed concussion. because i took such a long time to realise it's concussion, daphne called the ambulance only after around 4mins ): &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turned out that the other pair had trouble too. huaxin diagnosed the incision wound on the leg as laceration because the make-up plasticine had jagged edges to make it stick to the person's leg. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. throughout the whole case, we could see the std4s' disappointed faces. i really wanted to cry ): &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homenursing. zhoutao and me took a bedsheet too short and we took a really long time to tie it. but at least knowledge-wise we didn't leave out anything. for steffi and daphne, i think they did not bad because the std4s were smiling :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;footdrill. sir cheehoe said we were not the best nor the worst. they agreed that we were qi2 but not forceful enough, unlike dactyl and benedictus. all six of us thought that we did badly but sgt xinying said we did much better than during comp trains :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;medium case. zhoutao and me took the heart attack casualty. thank god the relative came over just as i couldn't find the aspirin on the casualty. the aspirin was with the relative. we fed the casualty and she fell into cardiac arrest blah blah blah. i diagnosed heart attack and cardiac arrest while zhoutao did cpr on the dummy. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huaxin and steffi took the casualty with a burn and fracture. while zhoutao did cpr, i went over to help them. i checked for burns to airway but didn't have. there was a deformity on the left lower arm which was not treated so i asked huaxin why. she said that they didn't know what was the injury. i told her it was a fracture but she said that she checked for angulation and shortening of limb but both were absent. i was quite surprised and stunned for a moment. steffi was about to treat it as a burn when i told them to treat it as a fracture. huaxin insisted that there was no angulation and shortening of limb so i told her it doesn't mean that without angulation and shortening of limb, it's not a fracture. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. by then, zhoutao finished cpr and i went back to put the casualty in recovery position. checked for shock blahblahblah. wanted to cover with blankets but realised that there was a do-not of shock saying cannot cover with blankets too thick. then sir dickson asked whether we thought covering with bandages was the best way, so i said about the do-not. then i called for final report and gave summary. had to give summary in front of the whole room, i was really scared because the std4s were watching as well. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evaluation. sir junyang said that i needn't have checked for burns to airway but till now, i still think it's correct. yup. then he said that we talked too much, he just wanted to see action. the std4s looked shocked. sir dickson said that it was good we could give the reason of not using blankets :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to waiting room. our team agreed on how we watched the std4s' reactions rather than the judges. we were more worried about whether they will be disappointed in us anot. yup. and we heaved a sigh of relief that we finished all the components and gave a jenova whoosh! &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- --- --- &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during mealtime, sgt xinying said that i did a good thing during medium case, which was the one i told them it's a fracture. so we treated the injury as a fracture earlier than the other teams. although it was only a small small compliment, i was really happy :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hongsheng watched our footdrill and cases i think. he didn't see homenursing but he heard from sgt xinying that we did well. so he said that we might have a chance of getting third or fourth if homenursing was really well done. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was quite demoralised because i thought the most we could get was third, and that was on the condition that our homenursing was much better than the rest. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- --- --- &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; fast forward to last day of ALC, prize-giving. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was super scared and nervous. i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SERIOUSLY.REALLY.TOTALLY&lt;/span&gt; wanted to let our mentors be proud of us and not feel disappointed. i wanted to let them know that our team really put in effort and appreciate all the hard work they put in for us too. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. so i was praying super hard when the third position was going to be announced. because that was our only hope. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short case both our team and mentors agreed it was a flop. footdrill we were average only. medium case i seriously thought we did well but steffi and huaxin didn't think so, sir junyang's comments hinted that he thought we were acting smart, and the std4s looked like they thought we did average only. so homenursing was our only hope. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when they announced that third position went to dactyl, i was on the verge of crying. all that was in my mind was that i let our mentors down.. all the effort that they put in have gone into the drain. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT TURNED OUT THAT WE GOT SECOND!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what was in my mind then. because i cried even harder when i knew that we got second. it felt like a gush of blood just rushed up to my brain and the nerves sent water down my eyes. super embarrassing la. the whole corps was there. sir yuanwang, who was giving out the trophies, said "like that also cry..". ohwells. he only need to see cadets do cases, how would he know all the effort we put in. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. sgt xinying told us that "you all did it!". i could only *sniff*. sgt xinying patted me and said that at least my 1-hour sleep hadn't gone to vain. i was super glad that we hadn't let the mentors down (: &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e365/thuiwen/100_0400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nice nice trophy :D&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't really get to see the results in detail. but i know that we got second for homenursing, third for footdrill and first for medium case. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sgt xinying said medium case saved us! &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew sir junyang was mean with his words but would still give us the marks :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- --- &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ALC.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to sum up. jenova really chiong-ed and pia-ed for all activities. thus, in spite of the evil voting out system, we manged to achieve our &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3rd consecutive year of ALC CHAMPION&lt;/span&gt;!! it was a narrow win though, we only beat serriphos by 1 mark! no more voting out system next year please! &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall describe some of our activities briefly. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;the illusion&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheering competition! a scary one because jenova's std4s all suddenly disappeared to go for some interview! we had our cheers already but we needed to add in all the actions in 7 mins. so hongsheng and i started adding stupid actions for the cheers hurriedly. after time's up and dactyl started to "perform", jenova's std4s came back and we didn't have enough time to teach them all the actions. so during the competition, they watched the rest of us and followed suit. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we went back to our seats, sgt tienleng said "that's the way!" i thought we did well! but in the end voting out none of the houses voted for us. i was thinking, "we did that badly ah?" but in the end we topped the cheering competition! we even won the ELDARS! *wow* &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;amazing race&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jenova used joker for this activity and we seriously chiong-ed everywhere. we thought we reached first but turned out to be the eldars. plus ALL tribes voted us out so we only got 8 points instead of 12 ): &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;the exile&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urban hike at orchard! jenova's facilitator was sir weilong again! we danced the three bears dance at almost everywhere! somerset mrt, underpass, outside heeren, etc. all of us enjoyed it so much that we didn't feel embarrassed at all :D sir weilong covered his face with the banner and said that he felt more embarrassed than we do. yup. we did mtvs, shi2 zi4 lu4 kou3, blablabla. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year's urban hike much more fun than last year's! &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- --- --- &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. sgt xinying said that she was really happy because the whole house put in lotsa effort for the camp. as for cpl yingxiao, our dear house leader, we could see his happiness when he went up to get the prize for jenova being alc champ :D std3s, we did well in letting the std4s enjoy their last ALC!! &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm. it's really maddening. we got second for the overall house system again! in 2oo4, we got CHAMP. in 2oo5, we got second. now in 2oo6, we got second again!! when will our house name be carved on the house shield again?! &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- --- &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6K CHALET.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brief sum-up. we went to coasta sands chalet near pasir ris park. the boys played xbox while the girls chatted. then we went to arcade. off to pastamania at tampines mall for dinner. went to arcade, followed by movie "the nun" at 9.40pm. then took cab back to chalet. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;people who turned up before dinner:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsean, peiwei, dylan, jordan, guanchua, zhihe, hsiuhsien, hiutung, nicole, simphoni, me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;people who turned up during dinner:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsean, peiwei, dylan, jordan, guanchua, zhihe, hsiuhsien, hiutung, nicole, simphoni, me, jamie, pinlang, sihan, xinyi, jianing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;people who turned up for chalet:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsean, peiwei, jordan, simphoni, me. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- --- --- &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the activities weren't that great. but i was super happy to see the 6k people! hugged alot of them and we chatted alot :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e365/thuiwen/100_0358.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;guanchua and peiwei playing table hockey.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e365/thuiwen/100_0357.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dylan and hiutung playing table hockey.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e365/thuiwen/100_0360.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;jordan playing gun.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e365/thuiwen/100_0361.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;guanchua playing gun.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e365/thuiwen/100_0362.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dylan playing gun.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e365/thuiwen/100_0366.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;zhihe playing car.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e365/thuiwen/100_0368.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hsiuhsien playing car. he has grown really tall! 182 i think?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e365/thuiwen/100_0367.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;guanchua and jordan. guanchua's really sweet to ask jordan to pose together :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e365/thuiwen/100_0364.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;simphoni and me. best buds forever!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e365/thuiwen/100_0365.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me and xinyi. saw her on the train but never had chance to talk, miss her!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e365/thuiwen/100_0363.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;simphoni, pinlang, xinyi.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e365/thuiwen/100_0369.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me and nicole. almost couldn't recognise her! she actually pierced her lips!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e365/thuiwen/100_0370.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pinlang. still the same as ever. can't stop talking once she starts.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e365/thuiwen/100_0373.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;jamie and me. miss dear old jamie! still as quiet but more cheerful (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e365/thuiwen/100_0371.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xinyi. KAWAII.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e365/thuiwen/100_0374.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xinyi, me, jamie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e365/thuiwen/100_0375.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;group photo 1. photographer didn't say 1,2,3.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e365/thuiwen/100_0376.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;group photo 2. this time he finally said 1,2,3.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- --- &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i posted this long long post because i am going to south korea tomorrow night! this june is a really hectic one for me. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27th may - 29th may: intracomp cum alc&lt;br /&gt;30th may: free&lt;br /&gt;31st may: la discussion in sch&lt;br /&gt;1st june - 2nd june: 6K chalet&lt;br /&gt;3rd june: free&lt;br /&gt;4th june: 6k outing (don't think i can go)&lt;br /&gt;4th june - 9th june: south korea&lt;br /&gt;10th june - 11th june: pack for china&lt;br /&gt;12th june - 25th june: china &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG la. this schedule doesn't even include stjohn activities! i am going to miss public duty on 6th june (anyone can sub me pls?) plus kayaking course on 15th and 16th june ): i can forget about my homework already.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing i am happy about this holiday is that i won't see you &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;often. but still. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-114901377756690089?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/114901377756690089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=114901377756690089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/114901377756690089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/114901377756690089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-am-back-from-6k-chalet-plus-alc-cum.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-114837521628316681</id><published>2006-05-23T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T13:09:00.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;went home with jochebed in the rain yesterday. and we talked.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i dunno why. with some ppl, even some who i just met, i can just express myself without hesitation. with others, even after knowing them for as long as 2.5 years, i still find it difficult to say what i truly feel. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;initially, i thought it was because i don't trust ppl easily. but come to think of it, there are plenty of ppl i trust! primary school friends i keep in contact with most like janice, simphoni. 11 out of 19 2do5 girls. 9 out of 15 2d05 guys. even ppl in 3b, i trust jolenelai, kailin, etc. as for squadmates, i think i trust almost all of them.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yup. i even trust boys (although only from 2do5 and those from my squad). i am not close to some of them, but they just give me the feeling that they can be trusted.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hm. i know i can be really hostile to some ppl. that'll be because you are not on the list of ppl i like, nor the list of ppl whom i can trust. but don't have to mind so much la. it doesn't necessarily mean that you are a bad person. it just means that in my eyes, you are not a gd person. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;if i don't think you are a gd person, i can't possibly force myself to be nice to you right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-114837521628316681?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/114837521628316681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=114837521628316681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/114837521628316681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/114837521628316681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2006/05/went-home-with-jochebed-in-rain.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-114788486717697599</id><published>2006-05-18T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T00:55:08.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;got back my internet access one week ago (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;just ranted away to janice on the phone. feels so sweet to be able to share everything with a close and trustable friend! especially one who also faces the same problem of having met a horrible hypocrite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lol. we always have to hang up when we talk our religious differences. maybe up there buddha and god don't want us to discuss abt them so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it's supposedly intracomp which is postponed to next week due to the vjc test. thus it's routine training with corp tee and skirt, meaning not a &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; routine training &lt;s&gt;*smiles*&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;if it was in the past, the smile would be in bold, instead of cancelled. but now, i really miss routine trainings with the std 4s ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anyways. we had some dialouge session regarding admin stuff for instructors. plus a talk from sir junyang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i think my dislike for him from end of last year has gone (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;after that, we went to macs for lunch. we talked about yesterday's bball interclass. and we had the same thoughts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it's just a game, do you ppl have to be so violent?! would you rather somebody injured?! i agree with jochebed. if you hurt our friends, we will kill you. even if we are supposedly on the same side. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hope selina is okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nevertheless, dinah played really well! so not-violent, yet so skilful! dinah n shujun bu2 kui4 shi4 bballers! jolene very cute! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;at least she is not violent plus she seriously cared if she injured someone.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- --- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;friday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;got our ca marks. ohwells. there are plenty of mistakes in my marks here and there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;maths: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;for log project, i had links to my sources everywhere around the pages, and ms low gave me zero for bibliography. i told her and she gave me 2 marks, not the full 5 marks because i didn't re-combine them into one section. plus she said not correct format. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yup. and for the previous math test, i got another 3 deserved marks for working. ms low simply gave a zero for a 4-marks question just because the answer was wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my maths is still a B even after getting the extra marks. but it doesn't matter, because what i care is not the grade, but that i get the marks i deserved, and not have marks lost just because of the teacher's negligence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;physics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;for one of the assignments, i was absent and mr hong forgot to indicate it so i ended up having zero. so i had around 4 marks added to my physics overall (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;still a C but at least i got the mark i deserved! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yup. had B for language arts. A for higher chinese. A+ for history. A+ for chemistry. A for biology. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the results not good. but much much better than what i expected. because i TOTALLY didn't study for term 1. it's a miracle i passed all subjects! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;talked to yuntong n grace on the way home after school on friday. both tong n me miss 2d lotslotslots. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;for soccer interclass last year. when the ball got anywhere near the opponent's goal, my heart thumped three times faster. and i burst in joy when 2d guys won.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this year? i cheered with joy when mingwei [2d, 3b] got the ball. yet also clapped with happiness when andy and victor [2d, 3a] managed to block the ball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i miss 2d.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mothers' day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the letter we wrote in school only arrived on the day when i got back from level camp!! yikes. so malu. expected it to come earlier so that i won't have to watch mommie read that mushy letter. ohwells. being a typical asian, it was my first time writing something like that. i think it's the film they showed us that inspired me. after crying over the film, i seriously wanted to show mommie the appreciation and love i had for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. being another typical asian, she made sure that i wasn't around before reading the letter and hiding it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vesak day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;granny asked the whole family to go up to guangming shan and several other places to pray. nope, i'm not a devoted buddhist. but somehow i feel comfortable and peace when i hear the chants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may buddha and guanyin bless all kind souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for the evil ones.. don't give them retribution or whatever. just change them into kind ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;level camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grp 2 BOBOCHACHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ziying. kathleen. me. patricia. yongliang. jingxuan. chaoran. chiatsiang. benjamin ng. derek. mengyi. jintong. rodion. tiffany. yuntong. adelyn. zhiyin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we got to the campsite (MALAYSIA, KOTA TINGGI), i wanted to fly back home. it looked deserted and the toilets were sorta disgusting. for the bathing cubicles, there weren't doors! and all the toilet bowls squat de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we pitched our tents and had ice breakers. our grp's instructor was DEE (diana)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 274px; HEIGHT: 196px" height="385" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b81/yuntong/yr3%20lvl%20camp/PIC_2016.jpg" width="486" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for ice breakers, chaoran lost for a million times and had to do forfeits. first one he sang his china's national anthem. second time he sang "I CAN FLY.. " - is that the name of the song?!? the whole grp had a good laugh and fun time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it rained so there was only enough time for one low element. we did "wheel-watch?". had to balance the whole grp of people for as long as possible. our maximum was only 7 seconds ): BUT bobochacha had lotsa teamwork and co-operation!! we bonded (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2nd day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;indiana jones. no time to try. tried raft building plus rafting. quite okay. flying fox. no time to try. abseiling. fun! went down going -boing- -boing- -boing-! then side transverse. shortie me had a hard time trying to hold the rope. but still finished it (: then kayaking! did it with patricia, fun! then river tubing. FUN FUN FUN!!! BOBOCHACHA did with grp 1, all went into the water. kenneth koh, who's from grp 1, talked to tong, kath n me. we talked abt 2d! then swam around and splashed water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then we had extra time for bathing before campfire prep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;at night, we went for the firefly cruise. basically, we sat in a boat to watch fireflies. they were so pretty! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3rd day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;climbed up mount panti! leeches-ful trip! almost got bitten by a leech but thankgod for patricia who spotted it on my shirt! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;finally got up the mountain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 273px; HEIGHT: 191px" height="376" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v499/rainbowtearx/PIC_2044.jpg" width="411" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;had lunch and went down. then got to chalets! then campfire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4th day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;packed up and went back school. did cheers in school (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-114788486717697599?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/114788486717697599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=114788486717697599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/114788486717697599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/114788486717697599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2006/05/got-back-my-internet-access-one-week.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b81/yuntong/yr3%20lvl%20camp/th_PIC_2016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-114647526148048216</id><published>2006-05-01T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T17:21:02.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;didn't blog for more than a month already.. sorry! something's wrong with the router so i have no internet access. i can't be bothered to fix it yet because i can live without internet (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;shall now update on stuff before i disappear for another period of time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1) i have finished watching "e4 zuo4 ju4 zhi1 wen3"!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;super sweet!!! &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2) started watching "goong"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;kawaii korean drama!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3) i just cut my hair. super super super short. hope i don't get mistaken for a boy ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4) i just hired private tutor. he's ex-dunmanian and 21 and super tall. guess what. the next day after the first tuition session, i saw him in sch. he's working as relief teacher in dhs. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;st john. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we had our understudy session on saturday. only watched the standard twos for pt and homenursing. yup. hidden potential. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;our squad is already starting our journey of instructorhood. i really really really really hope that we will become a batch of instructors who will make positive impact on cadets' lives. just imagine. one day when it's their turn to be instructors, they think back and say, "i want to be an instructor as good as my instructors." that will be so sweet!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;m. the start of instructorhood also means the end of cadethood. very she3 bu4 de2.. one more last routine training and we will no longer have routine trainings together as cadets. and the std 4s are passing out soon.. )': &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the std 4 instructors have been a really great batch of instructors. they put in loads of effort to plan and execute creative trainings for us and truly care for us. thankyou all so much! sgt gracetan. sgt tienleng. sgt yanwen. sgt pingyen. sgt zhengwei. and the rest of them who transferred to smc1. you all rawk! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i want to be an instructor as good as you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;life in school has been fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;enjoyed gossiping with yaolu, camelia, meiyun, kath, yifan, jingxian!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;enjoyed talking and fooling around with meixue, kailin, joleneong, shujun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;enjoyed confiding with yaolu, jochebed, cheryl, grace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;enjoyed "goong-ing" with meiyun, daphne, yujia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;enjoyed study discussions with mingwei, dinah, yifan, siuling, junwei, javier, rebecca, jinghuan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;enjoyed weifu's singing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yup. all in all, school rawks! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hm. it would have been perfect if i don't have to see you in school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MAJORITY of girls from 2d`o5 are forgiving and nice. if even those MAJORITY dislike you so much, then it could only mean your character is downright ugly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-114647526148048216?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/114647526148048216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=114647526148048216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/114647526148048216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/114647526148048216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2006/05/didnt-blog-for-more-than-month-already.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-114356287927760193</id><published>2006-03-28T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T00:32:20.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BIG NEWS! the lazy one is now updating!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;haha. paiseh to all who was waiting! i shall make it up by blogging a long long long long post about last week which was a nice nice week for me (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;monday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;school! recess! mashimaro!! &lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;after school! mashimaro!! &lt;33&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FIRST time i saw mashimaro after school okay! SUPER SPECIAL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;supposed to go bugis with yaolu to buy presents for her juniors but in the end didn't. because i dragged her to 30 bus stop to check. i wasn't expecting that, just wanted to walk there for fun and take bus 158 after that. BUT BUT BUT it happened! mondays are indeed my SUPER LUCKY days! love mondays!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yup. so i dragged yaolu to take bus 30 with me. she was a little pissed because she couldn't go to bugis anymore but nevertheless, she was happy for me (: when bus 30 reached paya lebar, yaolu wanted to alight to shop for the presents. i was SUPER reluctant but relented in the end because it was a great sacrifice on her part to take bus 30. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BUT there was nothing to shop for at paya lebar and she made me promise to go bugis with her the next day. shouldn't have alighted! &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;campus superstar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"zhi shao zou de bi ni zao" is a difficult song, but clara managed to sing it well!! and her voice sounded really sweet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;smiled when she sang. prayed after she sang. jumped for joy at the marks. voted 30 times after the show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yet she was eliminated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the results was announced at the forum at around 10.20 pm. but i still held on to the hope that it wasn't true. sigh. the farewell video was super touching.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it's a good thing for clara: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- she can now concentrate with 'O' levels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;all the best for your studies clara!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- it's difficult to imagine competing against teresa &amp; zhiyang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the DESERVING winners of the grand finals are obvious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- she got eliminated when her performance was well done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this prevents idiots from saying that she deserves to be out. we can all see (except some blind ones duh) that she deserves to stay tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- she has much less criticisms to face now (more friends than foes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wEijiAnfAn has shown us how true this is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ps: there are hardly any "curses", "scoldings", etc. at geraldine's board (at the main site) after the results were announced. compare this to the amount at clara's board when geraldine was eliminated. this goes to show something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ohwells. i just want to say that i am proud of dhs and clara's fans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;TO: CLARA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i know i should feel happy for you, but it's still really saddening. we can no longer see your performance on stage again, can't be jumping for joy every week at your tremendous improvements, cannot listen to the songs you sing anymore ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i told myself to smile, but tears still dropped when your video was showed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yup. you did it! you showed everyone you deserve your position with your own abilities! and you were strong all the way towards the end, showing really positive attitude. we dunmanians are so proud of you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;thank you for bringing us those wonderful performances!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you are forever a superstar in our hearts (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i posted the above message at the forum that night, so copied and pasted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;another SUPER DUPER SPECIAL day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;recess - ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;after school - (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;went to bugis with yaolu to buy presents for her juniors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i've always hated bugis but still went there with yaolu. - to repay her for her kindness (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wednesday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BSP - (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;went to tampines mall with jochebed, kath, guppy, and yaolu to buy presents for shujun and javier. walked and walked and walked but didn't buy anything in the end ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;thursday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;recess - (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;friday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;during physics, a guy did some gay action outside the classroom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;after that, i kupped a sweet from guppy's table and went to the front to throw the wrapper away. tanjunwei just finished rubbing the whiteboard and was on the way back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tjw: he do like zabor (girl) like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;me: zabor not like that hor, don't insult zabor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 285px; HEIGHT: 250px" height="250" src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e365/thuiwen/zabor1.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;all the while when i was saying that, i was sucking the sweet. when i bent to throw the wrapper, i heard laughter (again). i turned back and saw mr hong staring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 265px; HEIGHT: 225px" height="225" src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e365/thuiwen/zabor3.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mr hong: zabor, what you doing ah? zabor, cannot eat sweets in class hor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i was - O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;second malu incident in class, and with mr hong again la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mr nelson tum didn't come on friday so we had free periods. kath, meiyun and me went down to the canteen and talked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;meiyun: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i know i'm very petty to get angry easily. i know i'm very mean to dao you. but that's what i am. i only bother to dao those who i consider 90% close okay! (obviously, this only apply to girls.) haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i never said it was you, remember?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;see that smiley face beside your name under the links? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;routine training on friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;another nice training! i really think trainings are getting alot better, mainly because of the pt. not only do the activities allow us to build up our stamina, it's much more interesting and fun. plus when doing the activities, the squad spirit can be felt (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the end!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-114356287927760193?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/114356287927760193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=114356287927760193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/114356287927760193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/114356287927760193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2006/03/big-news-lazy-one-is-now-updating-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-114244515386463652</id><published>2006-03-16T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T01:52:33.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it was a super high day, but spoilt by some sickening crapo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nonetheless, i shall *rubrub* that pig away from my brain and blog about the happy stuff! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;had lotsa conversations today - yaolu, mingwei, eunice, jocelyn, hongsheng, alson, jiayao and TONG! lol. dunno why but i missed tong all of a sudden! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anyway. yup. was really high when yaolu, mingwei and me discussed about chemistry mini assignment. mingwei sent us some funny pictures! yaolu and me disgraced ourselves in front of mingwei.. we were scolding each other, and mingwei said MA SHI AI. =.= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then i talked to tong! she taught me how to kup people's emoticons! and she let me kup hers!! TONG rawks (: jiayou jiayou jiayou for interview! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then. hongsheng the lao tou come and nag me to go sleep again. and i compete emoticons with him! lol. i bu zi liang li, only kupped some from tong then go compete. hongsheng got a million emoticons okay! so i said i was tired already, shall only compete tomorrow! so smart eh? i shall go and research for many emoticons! plus i kupped all of hongsheng's emoticons! who ask him show-off? haha. EVIL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yup. then alson came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;alson: busy collecting emoticons ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sotme: yup!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;alson: hongsheng spam you like gay right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sotme: HUH HOW YOU KNOW?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;alson: because i from his class mah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sotme: oh.. HUH FROM HIS CLASS SO WHAT?! YOU ARE HONGSHENG AH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;alson: nola. because he also spam me with nudges.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sotme: SPAM YOU WITH NUDGES MEANS SPAM ME WITH EMOTICONS MEH?! YOU ARE HONGSHENG RIGHT?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;alson: ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sotme: YOU MUST BE HONGSHENG!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;alson: no la. he still online what..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sotme: YOU MUST BE HONGSHENG!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then hongsheng came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hongsheng: i'm chatting with alson so don't bother. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sotme: ..!! you are at alson's house right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hongsheng: no la. now 12 plus already i at his house for what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sotme: ... ... I KNOW!! YOU TWO ARE GAYS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hongsheng: you need a doctor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LOL. okay i was super gay today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-114244515386463652?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/114244515386463652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=114244515386463652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/114244515386463652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/114244515386463652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2006/03/it-was-super-high-day-but-spoilt-by.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-114243391841069022</id><published>2006-03-15T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T22:45:18.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i do realise that i've been harsh towards those who brought up that issue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;thus, if you realise that when you start talking about that issue, regardless of whether you tagged or you chatted about it, and i avoid it, there are two possibilities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1. YOU are the one my entry was referring to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2. i don't want to be harsh towards you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;in the replies i gave to some people who asked about it, i was really harsh and cold. paiseh about that. but i did give a warning in my blog entry not to ask already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;to person Y: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;heya. yes YOU. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so honourable right? to ... yup. you know i know can le (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;other than keeping it to yourself and not betraying me, which shows what a true friend you are, you were really of great help in ... yup. once again, you know i know can le (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;lol. napoleon + squealor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;to person G:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;you should know who you are. yes i know you know who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i know you are just one concerned friend. but i shall say it again. it's impossible. get it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;plus. most importantly, don't you try hitting on her. fine. you might say that i'm making a big fuss out of what you think is trivial again. i shall now explain the impact to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;if she told, do you know that will be considered a betrayal? and that will cause our long-last TRUE friendship to go --BOOM--?! i trusted people easily, but always got betrayed in the end. thus, i learnt not to trust easily. i only have those few friends whom i can trust, and she is one of them. yet you made an attempt to break the trust. at least, that's how i see it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;if an answer was gotten, a friendship would have been lost. and a heart would have been broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ohwells. i don't think you will care. since you are just one selfish pig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;thankgod heaven is fair. and the selfish one didn't get what he wanted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;to person -:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;you are there at it again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i was about to throw away the horrible things you did, but you made me feel disgusted at your character once again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;disgusting one who doesn't realise your disgusting actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;you will only give me a worse impression if you continue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;yes. i realise i am being extremely bad. it's because YOU are the one i'm talking to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-114243391841069022?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/114243391841069022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=114243391841069022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/114243391841069022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/114243391841069022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-do-realise-that-ive-been-harsh.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-114227511757981995</id><published>2006-03-14T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T02:38:37.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sir junyang just sent all std 3s an email again. i'm not the only one who stay up this late then (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;campus superstar results show was horrifying. before the show started, grace called and said that she think clara got out. i practically hanged up on her can. then when geraldine was announced to have gotten in, i broke down. because i thought clara had no more hope since she was up against khim. when khim got eliminated instead of clara, i cried too, because khim is super nice! boo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;thankgod adriano made it (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i know i am being obvious enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;time to reflect?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-114227511757981995?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/114227511757981995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=114227511757981995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/114227511757981995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/114227511757981995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2006/03/sir-junyang-just-sent-all-std-3s-email.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-114226009290344008</id><published>2006-03-13T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T23:21:11.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;had an exciting day today! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;third aunt brought me out to look for tuition agency. then we went to visit fifth aunt who just gave birth. the nursery was filled with cute babies!! they are all so small, yet their determination to live on is so strong. i think i want to work as a nurse next time (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;then third aunt fetched me to school. helped out with the comp teams for around 45 minutes only. after that played volleyball with jocelyn, zhiying, yujia, wanting and adelyn. it was the first time i played with them! and super super super fun (: learnt alot of new techniques!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;was on bus 30 with yahui, mianmian, cheryl and shunjie on the way home when tong called and asked if we wanted to go for campus superstar. so cheryl, shunjie and me agreed and got down the bus. we ran to take bus 196. the bus driver told us to stop at suntec and take bus 166. but when we got down we realised there wasn't bus 166! in conclusion, we lost our way already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;we wanted to take a cab but it was the peak hour and we were at the central business district. so no taxis. then we took turns to throw the dice. odd number we continue to wait for the cab. even number we give up. and all three of us got even numbers. sigh. then we went to suntec and ate dinner loh. nice cheryl's nice dad took us home (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;cheryl, shunjie and me talked alot about st john. i love my squadmates loads (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anyway. i was praying that i could catch campus superstar but three-quarters of it was over by the time i reached home. so i gave up and decided to watch the repeat show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i didn't feel like voting because i wasn't sure which number to sms for clara, khim and adriano. plus i'm broke. BUT. when i went to clara's thread at campus superstar's official website, there was a message saying that clara got higher marks than geraldine tonight! and there was a message stating the number to sms. note that it was 9.58 pm then. and the voting ends at 10.00 pm sharp. i grabbed my phone and realised that out of battery le! i chionged to charge and hurried to send 10 smses to vote for clara! hope that i was in time and my clock isn't slow! if clara improved yet she gets eliminated (touch wood!), it will be such a pity!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ohwells. but there's also the sad news. i went to adriano's thread next and realised that he got the lowest marks! but it was already 10.01 pm and i couldn't vote! BOO. may lady luck be with adriano!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;end of my exciting post (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-114226009290344008?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/114226009290344008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=114226009290344008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/114226009290344008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/114226009290344008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2006/03/had-exciting-day-today-third-aunt.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-114219336011603111</id><published>2006-03-13T03:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T03:56:00.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I thought you were another true friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;whose heart was upright and fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But you are just one, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;who cheats and lies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You hurt one after another,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;fabricated different stories for each of the other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You acted and pretended,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;made it look as if you suffered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You played the lovely angel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but you are actually the worst devil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HYPOCRITE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;don't ask me who i'm referring to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;if you have done something i mentioned, reflect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;if you didn't, there is no need to bother. neither do you have to poke your nose into this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;for people who know me well, they would know that i don't really take it to heart even when i look super angry. but if i'm able to put my anger and disgust into words, then there is zero percent chance i'm gonna take it easily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm not one who can pretend that nothing happened, and act as if i still trust you. but i am not that stupid to create trouble for myself by putting myself against you openly. however, i will make sure you sense that the above poem is written solely for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;feel that my attitude towards you changed drastically? if you are innocent, there's no need for you to worry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;last warning: don't bother asking me who i am referring to. it merely shows the guilt you have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-114219336011603111?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/114219336011603111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=114219336011603111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/114219336011603111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/114219336011603111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-thought-you-were-another-true-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-114217949082890951</id><published>2006-03-12T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T00:04:50.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;had routine training on saturday. i liked the pt! we ran two rounds around the school, then had relay for running and bx. lastly, commando crawl! lol. very long never do commando crawl le. i injured my knees and left elbow, but still felt satisfied (: because can feel the squad spirit! there was toc assessment too, i learnt alot of stuff on the way. paiseh for my timing, i really have no sense of rhythm at all ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;get well soon shunjie and tiffany (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ohyah. i hadn't mentioned that i bought creative's zen neeon mp3 player last sunday. anyways. there are some problems with it. cannot use le. so i went to century square where i bought it with the receipt but the boss said that i have to go to their head office. bleargh. it's at beach road leh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;AND. the flamings are getting worse on Clara's thread! and one of the flamers said that all DHS peeps are arrogant, especially those from sjab. WTH. what's gotta do with sjab la?! HUMPH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-114217949082890951?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/114217949082890951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=114217949082890951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/114217949082890951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/114217949082890951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2006/03/had-routine-training-on-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-114200332164964911</id><published>2006-03-10T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T23:08:41.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i failed my physics test (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hm. let's see okay. since term started, there was a maths quiz, a maths common test, a higher chinese common test, a physics common test and a biology common test. i failed both maths quiz and maths common test plus the physics test. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ohwows. i'd never failed three tests in a year before in the past. yet it happened all in a term this year! yet i can still be laughing away at the teacher's comment (i doubt it was meant to be a joke) after i got my physics paper. am i pro or am i pro? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ohwells. i'm not one who get depressed over marks afterall (: although being in dhp gives more stress since one test determines your term's mark (which means i'm dead), staying happy is more important! at most get kicked out of school loh. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;maybe the lords above think that i ought to be punished for not studying hard, so they gave me fatigue. boo. feeling super sick now. thankgod for hongsheng, who agreed to take over being i/c for tomorrow's routine training! he saved my life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-114200332164964911?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/114200332164964911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=114200332164964911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/114200332164964911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/114200332164964911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-failed-my-physics-test-hm.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-114150051013930697</id><published>2006-03-05T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T03:28:30.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I AM GOING CRAZY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So many people are flaming Clara at her personal board at the Campus Superstar website. I didn't comment at first because I found it troublesome to have to sign up. But after reading many INSULTING comments for a few days, I couldn't stand it anymore. Thus I signed up in order to stand up for Clara and DHS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Those people seriously don't understand English. If they are not supporting Clara, just get out of her page la! Why must they hurt her?! There are even people who CLAIM to be from DHS and forced to vote for Clara. That idiot even said that he/she felt ashamed to have to vote for Clara. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If they are indeed from DHS, then I would be the one feeling most ashamed to have them as schoolmates. HELLO. I don't see anyone forcing us to vote okay. If there were teachers like that, those students should have had enough brains to report the teachers instead of following the orders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HOWEVER. I strongly believe that there are no such dumb DHS students around. I'm quite sure they are just plain idiots who were unable to get into DHS but yet fantasize to be one of our students. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Worse still, there are people once again, CLAIMING to be from DHS, making trouble at Yvonne's board. If they are really DHS students, I hope they are sensible enough to stop their nonsense. If they are not, I hope they get arrested soon. Is there a law that states that no claiming to be from other schools is allowed? If there isn't, I shall propose it in the bill during moot parliament programme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why do I have the feeling that people are trying to ruin DHS's image?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-114150051013930697?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/114150051013930697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=114150051013930697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/114150051013930697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/114150051013930697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-am-going-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-114129653540504799</id><published>2006-03-02T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T18:48:55.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here's my class blog's address:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://batt3s.blogspot.com"&gt;http://batt3s.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i designed the blogskin! nice?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-114129653540504799?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/114129653540504799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=114129653540504799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/114129653540504799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/114129653540504799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2006/03/heres-my-class-blogs-address.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-114106381131527553</id><published>2006-02-28T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T02:15:00.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SUPER HIGH-LY HAPPY TODAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hm. where should i start? okay. there was school today. kay, i know DUH. i like very long never go school already mah &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ohya. i haven't mentioned that i finished designing 3b's blog! first time i used photoshop, i think it's nice (x during PCCG lesson, the blog was shown in class and 3b took class photos! super funny! guppy brought the camera to the 4th storey then came down again. then there were spastic poses! haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;p.s. i shall only reveal the blogsite here on wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;history. mr chiang is back! but i didn't listen to him during lesson today because i was busy studying for st john's leadership test which i missed on friday. yup. so there i was, writing furiously while looking up once in a while to give the impression that i was taking down what he said (x and ahem. GUESS WHAT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;after the lesson, mr chiang said, "i see people writing away huh. so are you all taking down every word of mine? if so, please give me a copy so that i can pass it to 3f, and i don't have to repeat what i said again. i'm in a good mood today, so i shall shut an eye today." ohwells. i didn't realise he talking abt me okay! it was when yaolu nudged me and said, "he talking abt you!" then i was like, .. orh, okay. and i continued studying for my leadership test because since he was in a good mood today, of course i must make full use of it right?! smartness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yup. one of the happiest thing that happened today was that i see my relationship with the squad improving! hurray! thank god i was sick on friday and only took the leadership test today! okay. don't give me that ??? face first. this was what happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i took the test at the squad's canteen table after school. then hongsheng came and said, "eh. hello! long time never see you already." i was super sad la. then he said that the rest of the squad thought i disappeared le. sigh. i nowadays always sick mah. i also come to school very little la! anyway. the main point is not this! the main point is, i asked if it would be weird if i came for squad recesses suddenly. and hongsheng and cheryl said "duh no", everyone would welcome me! whoa!! SUPER TOUCHED CAN. also. after finishing the test, i asked shunjie the same question and he said "NO. everybody waiting for you to come la." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;:'( &lt;- tears of joy. i was touched to tears okay!! yup. set. every tuesday and thursday i would go for squad recess! hoho. finally finally finally get to make up to the squad!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wahaha. i super high now that i've written out this touching part!! kay. don't bother abt me. when i get high i get irritating. so where was i? yup. after taking the test, me and yaolu slacked in class. at around 5 plus, we went to the obstacle course and took photos with kathleen, jochebed, eunice, jolene and guppy! yaolu take photos lopsided de! haha. i can't describe the fun-ness in words so all i can say is: SUPER FUN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yup. and we set off for mediacorp to support clara at 6pm! the we = kathleen, jochebed, eunice, jolene, yaolu, grace, yuntong, me, etc.etc. at first some of us got really upset but never mind! clara got second lowest in terms of marks and we were so afraid that she will get eliminated! i voted 20 times i think. plus i voted for andriano ten times last week. i think my phone bill explode le. BUT. clara got in!! YAY! and i think khim super nice! she was the first one announced to have gotten in and after the interview, she went down and walked past clara's fans. and she told the first row, "she will get in"! SO SWEET RIGHT! and she dressed like a princess tonight la! LOVE HER &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then we rushed home in a taxt. and here i am ending the blog entry (x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-114106381131527553?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/114106381131527553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=114106381131527553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/114106381131527553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/114106381131527553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2006/02/super-high-ly-happy-today.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-114070111293532537</id><published>2006-02-23T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T01:42:12.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;today's a school holiday thanks to our seniors who did fantastically well for 'O' levels! thanku all! and of course, to mr sng who offered this (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;however. i didn't accomplish much today. went to support the bball and badminton matches. both of 'B' division girls. lost bball but won badminton! super exciting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;do me a favour pretty please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=thuiwen"&gt;http://kevan.org/johari?name=thuiwen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-114070111293532537?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/114070111293532537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=114070111293532537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/114070111293532537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/114070111293532537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2006/02/todays-school-holiday-thanks-to-our.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-114054976074433700</id><published>2006-02-22T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T01:38:07.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ohman. i feel so super guilty. lotsa sweet things happened recently yet i didn't blog it! and thanks to my short-term memory, i can't have everything on record ): i shall try to type as much as i can remember, thus they are not arranged accordingly to time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;LOVE TONG! she gave me a super duper sweet letter - FULLY decorated! and it was placed inside a plastic cover which was asthetically wonderful too! seriously, i felt super touched okay. not only did she share her troubles with me, lotsa effort was put inside decorating the whole thing! thus, i placed it in the front pocket of my personal file, together with my kawaii cover page. ichiban things must go together right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 277px; HEIGHT: 348px" height="470" src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e365/thuiwen/filecover.jpg" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;self-designed file cover page&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 276px; HEIGHT: 355px" height="470" src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e365/thuiwen/tongletter.jpg" width="350" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the back of the plastic cover designed by tong&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;duh i didn't scan the front of the plastic cover since it shows the content of the letter, which is private! i not stupid okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;tong. don't worry too much. i'll analyse your problem on friendship with you someday and we shall solve the problem! i shall write you a reply letter with lotsa love too (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;next up is janice. we had a msn conversation recently and sorta updated each other. she shared with me news on her crush! SUPER SWEET of her okay! but the news wasn't a good one, so i felt guilty for being happy when she talked to me. paiseh! but i felt super blessed when she shared the news!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;janice, don't be unhappy okay! may my happiness be spread to you (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;as for yaolu, we share crush-ing news daily, and especially much recently! because had plenty of affinity with them (: PLUS. yaolu dedicated a post on her blog to me! this was our conversation in school:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330099;"&gt;ya0lu: have you seen my blog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330099;"&gt;thuiwen: nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330099;"&gt;ya0lu: you should go and see! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330099;"&gt;thuiwen: don't want. (note: due to the fact that she says that too often)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330099;"&gt;ya0lu: don't want don't want loh. i go back and delete the post i wrote for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330099;"&gt;thuiwen: *thinks* &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[OMG! midori actually dedicated a post for me! how sweet!]&lt;/span&gt; huh? don't you know that you are not supposed to delete a post after you blogged it? it's the principle of blogging!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330099;"&gt;ya0lu: is it? (note: dumbness is observed here) then i go and delete the content of the post and leave an empty post there loh. (double note: double dumbness is observed here)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330099;"&gt;thuiwen: *thinks* &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[she obviously doesn't understand what i meant! forget it, it's a waste of time arguing]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;thus, the smart me made a clever decision, which is to listen to the teacher instead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;although only the last sentence of her post made sense, i was still pretty touched (: hoho. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;yup. and midori hit a rough patch recently too. don't give up! sister yong yuan zhi chi ni!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;gosh. do you see the similarities?! all my three best friends were super sweet and all three of them faced problems too! ohman. i feel bad being the happy one here when they are all troubled. i confirm plus gurantee chop that i will spread my happiness to you guys by showing the sweetness too (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-114054976074433700?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/114054976074433700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=114054976074433700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/114054976074433700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/114054976074433700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2006/02/ohman.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-114001272526176234</id><published>2006-02-15T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T22:12:05.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i miss 2d. i miss tongtong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;thought i heard it was 2d`o5 dedicating the song -- pengyou -- in the canteen today. felt really sad while reminiscing about the last day of school. but turned out to be 2b`o5 who dedicated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ohwells. after bsp elective also. thought about the argument. thought about the end of the friendship. thought above the naiveness to be happy about finding another tong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i called tong to tell her i missed her. tong, you don't have to feel sorry! it wasn't my intention to make you come to 3b. yup. i felt like hugging you on the spot but i didn't mean to ask you come! just wanted to hear your voice and tell you i miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;hm. and felt really happy that janice sms-ed me!! i didn't dare call her because i was afraid that she's busy. really glad that she looked for me when she wanted to talk (: hope that we can go out together soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-114001272526176234?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/114001272526176234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=114001272526176234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/114001272526176234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/114001272526176234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-miss-2d.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-113976234598683700</id><published>2006-02-13T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T00:41:23.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;st john cny celebration yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;we were asked to fall in half an hour earlier. turned out that our super sweet std4 instructors bought ice-cream, snacks and drinks for us! they said that it's to celebrate for the ppl whose birthdays fall in jan-april. and we sang birthday songs -- both english and chinese -- for around ten times without pausing!!! super super super wonderful okay. love the std4 instructors. they rawk much more compared to some seniors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;yup. and we had interactive games to welcome the sec1s. first was block catching. we were to place bandages in our pockets and have go around pulling the bandages of other houses. if you got it, bring the person the the "jail" and say: gong xi fa cai, hong bao na lai. and tada! you get his hongbao! then have to put the hongbao to your base quickly. the poor person jailed will have to wait for someone to throw a water bomb at him before he can be released. super fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;next was captain ball and crap soccer. for crap soccer, we had to kick the ball with our hands on the floor. lol. the whole game was practically about penalty kicks for hand-balls! juliet won the game (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;lastly, it was yusheng competition and steamboat dinner! for yusheng competition, only a few people was taking part because of how we were seated. and some of the others were not happy about that. squad problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ohwells. there must be leaders in a group isn't it? if everyone wants to take charge, there will only be chaos. that's why i followed instead of trying to be leader. but that brought me harm instead. so would it be better if everyone wants to lead and in the end get to nowhere? whatever, i can't be bothered anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i'm just sad that i'm drifting apart from the squad recently. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i don't go for squad recesses because firstly, most of the time is spent gossiping about certain squadmates. that point is not an assumption, it has been confirmed by shunjie. i seriously don't want to hear bad things about people i know, especially when that person is a squadmate. secondly, even on the same table, the squad is still in groups. it's not possible for everyone to be on the same topic and talk to everyone else about it. thirdly, i don't want to pangseh yaolu. yes, squadmates are important, but best friends are equally important isn't it? moreover, we have been going for recesses together for 3 years already! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;yup. i still love my squad. and i promise to try my best to fill up the gap between me and the squad (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-113976234598683700?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/113976234598683700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=113976234598683700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/113976234598683700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/113976234598683700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2006/02/st-john-cny-celebration-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-113933270345020463</id><published>2006-02-08T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T01:18:23.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;today's a sway-ed day! i left for school exceptionally early today -- at 5.55 am -- and took the mrt with simphoni. and guess what? i realised that i forgot to bring my homework file when the mrt was already at eunos! geez. my school bag was practically empty la. everything's inside the file. so i called home but mommie die die also don't want to help me bring. i was like, if you brought it all the way to school for me i would be blaming myself and thinking that i shouldn't have made you do so. but why is it that you won't even give me a chance to be touched by you?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yup. so i asked my maid to wait for me at the back gate with the file while i took a taxi home from tanah merah interchange. but i waited for half an hour and still could not hail a taxi! then i realised that there was a taxi stand nearby. am i dumb or am i super dumb. anyway, i went to taxi stand and waited. waited. waited. still no taxi. then mommie called and said she would take a taxi to tanah merah and bring me the file. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;YES I WAS TOUCHED (: i have not experienced the noble-ness of motherly love for a long time. yup. and i took her taxi to school. ohwells. there was super duper traffic jam and i was late. many of you must be thinking that i always go to school late de. not true okay! this is the first time i am &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;officially&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i shall now skip all the way to after school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;after school, i went shopping with yaolu the green pig at tampines mall and century square. first we had lunch at macs. i took out my $28 hongbao and used $6. and i left the hongbao &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;with the money&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on the tray while we ate. i was constantly reminding myself to remember to take the hongbao okay. ohwells. you guessed it. i left it there and it was &lt;em&gt;in the dustbin&lt;/em&gt; when i came back for it. the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;curse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; came true again. I EVERY YEAR LOSE HONGBAO ONE. at least i improved. from $90+ to $22. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;just now guppy gave me a website. stupid me clicked on it and played the game. freaked-out me screamed and woke mommie up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.winterrowd.com/maze.swf"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://www.winterrowd.com/maze.swf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don't say i didn't warn you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-113933270345020463?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/113933270345020463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=113933270345020463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/113933270345020463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/113933270345020463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2006/02/todays-sway-ed-day-i-left-for-school.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-113923970880910841</id><published>2006-02-06T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T23:28:28.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;didn't go to school today, shan't elaborate reason here. anyway, i found out that i missed drawing lots for angel and mortal again! this time it's 2d's one. and an lao shi didn't go to school today! i'm super jinxed okay! always miss out the fun stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;had a long chat over the phone with yaolu just now. although i get irritated at how she's crazy over ******, still. i feel blessed that i have her to tell all my super secrets to, and also she to tell me all her super secrets (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ohmygod. did i just i say i feel blessed to know her? well, i retract my words! that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;green pig with eight legs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; told me the results of campus superstar (meiyun told her) despite me insisting that i want to watch it myself! geez. such a PIG. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-113923970880910841?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/113923970880910841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=113923970880910841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/113923970880910841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/113923970880910841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2006/02/didnt-go-to-school-today-shant.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21965752.post-113909152816969431</id><published>2006-02-05T05:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T06:18:48.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i've finished creating my new blog and designing my new blogskin. double yayness!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i hereby announce that rainbow-tearx.blogspot.com is no longer in use. do relink! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;yupp. have not posted in a long while already. shall now update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i watched &lt;em&gt;i not stupid too &lt;/em&gt;already! super touching and nice. and most importantly, shawn lee has grown up to be really shuai! haha. almost everyone loves him after watching the movie. hm. most of the time i hate sad movies but strangely, i love the movie although it made my cry a million times, probably because i laughed as much too (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;chinese new year flied by too fast! visited relatives as usual and had plenty of fun gambling with all my cousins. ate deliciously delicious food too. if only we could have them all year round! fine. i shalln't be greedy. yupp. and i grown smarter this year because i realised that i lost hongbaos the previous years after using the same particular bag and thus changed out of it. so my hongbaos are now intact! i'm so proud of my intelligence (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;had public duty at chinghay rehearsal on friday. we had to fall in at 1.45 pm and were promised lunch and dinner. but in the end only had one meal at 4 pm which was to be our early dinner. geesh. the whole thing only started at 8 pm okay. the many hours in between were spent slacking away in st john hq. crappo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the event was quite nice though. our first aid post didn't had any casualty. lucky or not i dunno. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i was the only dhs std 3 cadet in my station with sgt tienleng, staff junbin and sir cheehoe. i was really sulky at first but decided to open up to cadets from other corps since i wouldn't want to have nobody to talk to. so the friendly me got to know two good friends -- monica and cynthia! cynthia is really good at singing and she's gonna try out for campus superstar next year! gdluck (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;yup. i wanted to play games like chopsticks with cynthia but the mature her said that it was too childish. and she asked sgt tienleng to play with me -_-. anyway, &lt;s&gt;childish&lt;/s&gt; nice sgt tienleng played with me (: and i tested him some lame iq questions too. ohya. i received one question too: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;how many brothers (including himself) does doraemon has? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;do tell me if you know the answer! thankies! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;--- --- --- --- --- --- ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;it was the second obvious time you did that. but &lt;em&gt;wo bu hui xin dong de&lt;/em&gt;.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21965752-113909152816969431?l=thuiwen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/feeds/113909152816969431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21965752&amp;postID=113909152816969431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/113909152816969431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21965752/posts/default/113909152816969431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thuiwen.blogspot.com/2006/02/ive-finished-creating-my-new-blog-and.html' title=''/><author><name>huiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12169889842079502999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMBmwJIYkG8/SSLUPUFBukI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZuZkbw_jOZY/S220/bus+to+level+camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
