<?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-2276899320226350416</id><updated>2011-07-29T12:42:30.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Win-so-meee.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-2234914734474293969</id><published>2009-07-17T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T20:44:47.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>69/ Moved.</title><content type='html'>Moved to WordPress. &lt;a href="http://hellooooworld.wordpress.com"&gt;hellooooworld.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just be as active on Blogger as often as how I am, or rather was.  I'll update my template, reply tags, update/remove links etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who knows? I may come back to Blogger. I just needed a change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-2234914734474293969?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/2234914734474293969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/07/69-moved.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/2234914734474293969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/2234914734474293969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/07/69-moved.html' title='69/ Moved.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-6448496564436355854</id><published>2009-07-15T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T21:01:47.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>68/</title><content type='html'>Just a lil' update.&lt;br /&gt;Biology is killer. Chapter 8 sucks. What's more we're given so little time to study for CA3. Not only for Biology, but for all the subjects.&lt;br /&gt;CA3's next week -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm watching Boys Over Flowers instead of studying. Not that I don't know about that show, is just that I finally found the determination to finish every single episode of a show and not just jump into the final episode.&lt;br /&gt;I will study..if I'm away from the computer. Someone lure me away to &lt;b&gt;study&lt;/b&gt;, please!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-6448496564436355854?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/6448496564436355854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/07/68_15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/6448496564436355854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/6448496564436355854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/07/68_15.html' title='68/'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-7788133646341723775</id><published>2009-07-13T19:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T19:12:22.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>67/ Potato People.</title><content type='html'>It all came about during church camp, when Prof. Freddy Boey mentioned that 'We're all small potato people'. So Sherman started drawing potatoes and a sketch of that.&lt;br /&gt;And ta-da.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SlsWjUKK1sI/AAAAAAAACFg/C41ZL5wyK8A/s1600-h/potato-people.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SlsWjUKK1sI/AAAAAAAACFg/C41ZL5wyK8A/s320/potato-people.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357900977649931970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-7788133646341723775?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/7788133646341723775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/07/67-potato-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/7788133646341723775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/7788133646341723775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/07/67-potato-people.html' title='67/ Potato People.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SlsWjUKK1sI/AAAAAAAACFg/C41ZL5wyK8A/s72-c/potato-people.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-4396140742297199446</id><published>2009-07-09T18:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T18:49:57.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>67/</title><content type='html'>So 3E4 shifted to 1E4 classroom for 2 weeks. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;Sec 1s are so noisy. I realised that especially during like Biology lessons. When their recess bell rings they'll just almost deliberately walk pass our class, making a lot of noises. And I'm also not used of seeing so many people walking around. I wanna go back to 3E4 classroom lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Michael Jackson is dead. I only considered that fact when I saw his coffin on TV, and I'm actually quite sad about it. I feel guilty for having a bad impression of him, that he's a bad guy that rapes children and had plastic surgery which made him look uglier, in my opinion. But in fact he's a great father and his songs are good. Well I especially like quite a number..&lt;br /&gt;I was talking about people sang his praises for Jackson when he's dead when they didn't really liked him when he was alive. Well, apparently I'm one of them LOL.&lt;br /&gt;This further reminds me that no matter how much fame or unpopularity, riches or debts, you have on this earth, you won't take it away with you when you pass on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Deleted previous post because I don't like that post at all.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-4396140742297199446?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/4396140742297199446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/07/68.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/4396140742297199446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/4396140742297199446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/07/68.html' title='67/'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-5525303789374549421</id><published>2009-07-06T20:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T20:17:37.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>66/</title><content type='html'>It has been a week since I used the computer, haha. But I always come online through my phone, but it isn't satisfying because connection is slower and it gets really laggy. So I only came online to plurk and to go to Wimbledon website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Wimbledon is over, and I'm super happy that Roger Federer won the title (and is 15th Grand Slam) regained his World No.1 ranking. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SlHpaFHQ-NI/AAAAAAAACFQ/T_82-D9bngQ/s1600-h/federer_wimbledon2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SlHpaFHQ-NI/AAAAAAAACFQ/T_82-D9bngQ/s200/federer_wimbledon2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355318066178750674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was hogging on to the TV for 4 hours 16minutes. From 9pm till around 1plus in the morning. (Okay more than that, there were interviews after the match and I continued watching. Off-ed the TV at 2am.) The final set pissed me off because it seemed that the match was going nowhere, but Federer grabbed hold of his championship point and won. Andy Roddick played really well, though. His serves were o-m-g, very powerful.&lt;br /&gt;Go and win the upcoming US Open and win your 16th Grand Slam title, Federer! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arts Fiesta is over, played good and bad for all the 3 sessions. Happy, emoing and whatever. Now there isn't one week of band because school had said so. Maybe the school got tensed up because there's a confirmed case in our school already. Okay not maybe, confirm. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I realised that I got into the holiday mood during the holidays (I thought I didn't) and I haven't got back to the studying mood, because I thought that there'll be another holiday tomorrow LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-5525303789374549421?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/5525303789374549421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/07/66.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/5525303789374549421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/5525303789374549421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/07/66.html' title='66/'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SlHpaFHQ-NI/AAAAAAAACFQ/T_82-D9bngQ/s72-c/federer_wimbledon2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-6486671005661186310</id><published>2009-07-02T21:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T21:53:19.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>65/ Five.</title><content type='html'>Lessons this week is...slack. School ended 12pm everyday this week, so missed alot of lessons already. Only proper lessons I had was Physics, and they aren't so like lessons either. Miss Vani didn't come for yesterday's and today's Biology lesson, and Miss Lim didn't come for Tuesday's Chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;And canteen was closed for the whole week -.- So we had 'picnics', tuna with bread, whole lot of chips and biscuits etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arts Fiesta tomorrow, and Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy I'm so not looking forward to this. Long hours of practicing, screwing up, humid temperature, thick blazers, rehearsals, returning home late...&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna play well...right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what's most stupid is that I'll miss Roger Federer's semifinal against Tommy Haas tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-6486671005661186310?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/6486671005661186310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/07/65-five.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/6486671005661186310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/6486671005661186310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/07/65-five.html' title='65/ Five.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-5180105441469715477</id><published>2009-06-27T15:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T15:58:20.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>63/</title><content type='html'>Quite a number of things happened, hmm.&lt;br /&gt;There was one night where my sister went hospital at 10+pm, and came back at 8+am. On that night, I went to sleep at 5am. And I had to wake up and 'fetch' her and open the door for her. -.-&lt;br /&gt;I miss church camp, urgh. And last week around now we're playing family games... Gah I want more photos. Especially my group picture. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's re-opening in a couple of days time.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't do my homework. Not because I'm lazy to (I tried very hard yesterday and today okay), but it's because I forgot everything, especially POA stuff. And not knowing how to do is driving me nuts, and I gave up doing. And I can't ask Winnie for help because she's sick.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for school to re-open is because I'm gonna get out of boredom and get some band practice...it makes me feel unsettled when we don't have band when we have performances coming up.&lt;br /&gt;But I dread it because when school re-opens means I have many deadlines to meet. Reports, collection of stuff etc etc. And the 6-day school week is here, I can't sleep in during Saturdays anymore, till the next holiday or band break. And also we all have to wake up early and sleep in late, and feel tired and sleep in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Roger Federer's 3rd round at the Wimbledon 'live' last night. YAY he won woohoo. I want him to win Wimbledon, heh. :D (Psst, I think he's hawttt. Haha.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-5180105441469715477?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/5180105441469715477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/06/63.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/5180105441469715477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/5180105441469715477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/06/63.html' title='63/'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-1964883084973694014</id><published>2009-06-24T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T21:52:59.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>62/ Annoyed.</title><content type='html'>Walau can't stand it.&lt;br /&gt;Mum asked &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt; to take my temperature when Winnie's the one who has fever. A moment ago she asked me to take NDP tickets tomorrow, a moment later she called me to go with Winnie when she recovered, and another moment she told me to collect tomorrow. Like hello I do make arrangements to go collect tickets without Winnie la. So fickle-minded for what.&lt;br /&gt;I think even since Qi Ai got H1N1 my Mum's getting so concerned about it. I understand la. But she's over-concerned, I must say. SO KIASI! It's good that she takes precautions, but she's too over. She even took out all the themometers out, including the ear one when we all have oral themometers.&lt;br /&gt;"You got runny nose you must tell me okay, I tell you", that was what Mum said just now. -.-&lt;br /&gt;And she took my temperature with the ear thermometer just now. Not once, but twice! Zzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-1964883084973694014?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/1964883084973694014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/06/62-annoyed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/1964883084973694014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/1964883084973694014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/06/62-annoyed.html' title='62/ Annoyed.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-4512809900263464227</id><published>2009-06-24T20:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T16:57:08.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>61/</title><content type='html'>Watched 'Transformers: Revenge Of The Fallen' with Zora, Jenson, Sean and Jun Rong today.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the type of person who actually likes to talk about movies. So, the simplest summary ever. It was nice. Funny as well. Fantastic graphics. But the ending was so...quick. Many questions came out of my mind while watching, and they're all un-answered. Their soundtrack was good also. Megan Fox is hawt man! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's closed, no band practice, POP's postponed. All because of H1N1.&lt;br /&gt;And my mum's getting really really really kiasi la! After what had happened, my mum's so kiasi la. Ask me stay at home blah blah blah. She's being so controlled now. And it's getting on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;It was really stupid when she asked me when am I going to collect the NDP tickets, and Winnie and I said this Friday. Then she said that I'm going out again. Zzz what she want la! She wants the tickets more than I do. I can don't collect them. I shoot her in her face, and how I wish I could do more.&lt;br /&gt;Mum's getting onto my nerves, and I don't like it. And soon I'm gonna do the opposite of what she wants me to do. I want her to know as much as I wanna listen to her, I don't wanna get stepped on like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-4512809900263464227?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/4512809900263464227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/06/61.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/4512809900263464227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/4512809900263464227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/06/61.html' title='61/'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-4721823720506757869</id><published>2009-06-22T22:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T22:52:39.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>60/ Take root below, bear fruit above.</title><content type='html'>Church camp. It was great, certainly. Like it wouldn't be great if God didn't touch you, huh.&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling so...good after the camp, but the moment I reached Singapore and my phone gained reception, that's when everything sucked.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. It was truly amazing to see how well adults, young adults and youth mixed together and how we had grown. My group was awesome :D Uncle Chun Wah, Uncle Chun Wah's parents (grand-auntie and grand-uncle, that's what we call them), Auntie Cynthia, Daryl, Shaun, Gabriel and myself. It was cool to be able to discuss our different perspectives after discussions, and of course we had bonded so much.&lt;br /&gt;This church camp was different from the previous years, we did many things together this year as a whole family. We had family games, so the adults played with us too, together with the kids. Man, their damn power la. 4 hours of games, they so hiong.&lt;br /&gt;Prof. Freddy Boey was a good speaker. He sometimes speak in the totally Singapore accent during his messages. And he always have so many cool stories and testimonies, and of course he has so many cold jokes. His messages covers the 'basic' stuff regarding the camp theme, but he tackles them well.&lt;br /&gt;The campsite was hugeeeee and colddddddddd. The royal ballroom was so cold la! The rooms, etc. Though the weather's about the same as Singapore's, we're always found wearing jackets in the hotel. The beds are better than home's, seriously. Their beds, excellent. Everything's good except for the pillows. The pillows are 70% filled with air. So when you sleep, it just gets flattened.&lt;br /&gt;Loved crashing rooms, Gareth's room to be exact. Last night (or rather morning) we watched Wolverine! Finally I watched it, haha. The first night was damn funny, haha.&lt;br /&gt;And I ate so much during camp. I've never eaten so much in my life before, especially yesterday's dinner. Can't help it la, I was so hungry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really tired, and totally not in the mood to blog anymore because I wanna shut the computer so that I can prevent from seeing things I don't wanna see.&lt;br /&gt;Drills tomorrow. Band the whole week. And then school starts. I don't like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-4721823720506757869?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/4721823720506757869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/06/60-take-root-below-bear-fruit-above.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/4721823720506757869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/4721823720506757869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/06/60-take-root-below-bear-fruit-above.html' title='60/ Take root below, bear fruit above.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-8924290891584516858</id><published>2009-06-18T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T20:56:26.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>59/</title><content type='html'>Section outing was fun. Movie, lunch, and some window shopping, I'll say. And then my house for Wii. Will upload them soon, once Jian Cheng sends me them. (Which means, after I return from Malaysia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church camp tomorrow. Wonder how band practices would be like when I'm not around. Would good things happen or bad things?&lt;br /&gt;So many question marks. But I'm gonna leave it altogether when I leave Singapore, and have a fulling time during church camp.&lt;br /&gt;After OBS, it made me to appreciate home more. So I think I'll miss home, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My luggage should be packed by now. But, I haven't even started. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-8924290891584516858?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/8924290891584516858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/06/59.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/8924290891584516858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/8924290891584516858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/06/59.html' title='59/'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-4899173945009561288</id><published>2009-06-17T21:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T21:58:27.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>58/</title><content type='html'>I realised that I only need a little bit of motivation from the right person, and I'm able to get over it and move on.&lt;br /&gt;Today's combined was..better than Monday's. Way better.&lt;br /&gt;Sister's back from her church camp, and she has this really cute bruise! Will post her bruise up here when I get it. It's really funny, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Section outing tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go Regent sia! Zzzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-4899173945009561288?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/4899173945009561288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/06/58.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/4899173945009561288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/4899173945009561288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/06/58.html' title='58/'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-4618701376186252720</id><published>2009-06-16T20:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T21:08:53.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>57/ Pissed.</title><content type='html'>Deleted the whole chunk that was in this post last night.&lt;br /&gt;I had time to think alone about it, my anger subsided, and I don't wanna mention about this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the lighter note, happy birthday to Winnie, Shao Ming, Hui Yu and Zhi Xian. Cool, 4 birthday babies on the same day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-4618701376186252720?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/4618701376186252720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/06/57-pissed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/4618701376186252720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/4618701376186252720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/06/57-pissed.html' title='57/ Pissed.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-3455051114617992392</id><published>2009-06-15T22:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T22:23:04.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>56/ Screwed.</title><content type='html'>I'm screwed up. Really screwed up. Depressed. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;All the efforts some of us put in, and this is what we get in return. Rightttt. Why can't people be more responsible? Why can't they mature and take this seriously? Why can't they just suffer a little? Why must they be so spoiled?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screwed, really screwed. First time in my life that I'm reacting this way.&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that whatever that is/probably about to happen would not be a fact, but a huge obstacle, a motivation that will keep us running for a long while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screwed screwed screwed screwed screwed. I'm screwed up man. I'm gonna explode already.&lt;br /&gt;If I can I would have list up all the &lt;i&gt;colourful&lt;/i&gt; words, but I'm not gonna do so. URGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-3455051114617992392?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/3455051114617992392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/06/56-screwed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/3455051114617992392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/3455051114617992392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/06/56-screwed.html' title='56/ Screwed.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-3296685016310558773</id><published>2009-06-12T22:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T15:32:37.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>55/ 10 things.</title><content type='html'>10 things. Kinda like a summary to my week--my week wasn't interesting.&lt;br /&gt;1) I've got 4 NDP tickets for the actual day, that pleases my mum I guess.&lt;br /&gt;2) Excited yet nervous/worried about the upcoming Addiction 3.&lt;br /&gt;3) Should I go for the auditions...?&lt;br /&gt;4) Went shopping with Ruby yesterday after the meeting, shopped for my sister's birthday present. Her present made me have a hole in my pocket. ): I don't even spend so much on myself. Winnie, thank me man.&lt;br /&gt;5) Holidays are boring, really boring.&lt;br /&gt;6) Church camp is next week! Woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;7) Getting really freaked out my the Sec 1's attendance. And the main band's, too.&lt;br /&gt;8) I'm feeling very lazy to wrap Winnie's present. &lt;s&gt;No&lt;/s&gt;Yes, I'm not gonna wrap it with newspaper, like how she did last month when it was my birthday. (Yes, she's a meanie and I'm not wahaha.)&lt;br /&gt;9) I've better start studying and doing my homework. Gotta brush up on Biology and POA and every other subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally,&lt;br /&gt;10) "Made with milo powder, prunes and a little bit of ahhhhh!"&lt;br /&gt;OBS people, remember...? Hahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-3296685016310558773?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/3296685016310558773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/06/55.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/3296685016310558773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/3296685016310558773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/06/55.html' title='55/ 10 things.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-7030846308938692787</id><published>2009-06-07T16:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T16:09:35.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>54/</title><content type='html'>I'm very disappointed. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;Tired, restless, blah blah blah. I need sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band tomorrow. Wonder how would I sound like, after not playing the Horn for an entire week. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna change my blogskin. I'm really fed up of the links part in this current blogskin, it's so laggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M REALLY EXCITED FOR CHURCH CAMP! WOOHOO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-7030846308938692787?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/7030846308938692787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/06/54.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/7030846308938692787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/7030846308938692787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/06/54.html' title='54/'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-617084009321287190</id><published>2009-06-05T16:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T18:07:23.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>53/ OBS.</title><content type='html'>I'm finally back from OBS! :D&lt;br /&gt;Learned so many lessons and gained so many experiences though this course, and this camp was the most physical and mentally straining camp I've ever been to. It wasn't easy to persevere till the very end of this camp. I thought I couldn't do it, but at the end I pushed myself to my best and finally completed the course.&lt;br /&gt;I was terribly homesick during the camp. Seeing Singapore flats across the waters from Pulau Ubin made it worse. Cried so many times because of it. And I was sick, urgh. Everyday I felt like vomiting and didn't eat much, feeling giddy etc. But despite of what was happening to me, I did my expedition and completed it. :D&lt;br /&gt;Went for rock climbing, jumping up to hit the bell from a distance away, and falling from a height with the rest of the watchmates catching you.&lt;br /&gt;Main things was that we went kayaking for 3 straight days, 1st day was Pulau Ubin to Punggol jetty, 2nd day was from Punggol jetty to Sembawang, and last day was Sembawang to Pulau Ubin. Now I'm having muscle aches from all the kayaking. We had to shift all our foods, clothes and the heavy kayaks up and down.&lt;br /&gt;Really happy that we didn't pay much today while packing up. We thought that we had lost so many things, costing to pay alot of money. But at the end, we only paid a dollar each. :D It made me able to buy the t-shirts. :D&lt;br /&gt;I really thank God for leading me through this camp, He has done so many things for me. He answered all my prayers during the camp.&lt;br /&gt;So many things to say, but I don't wanna make my post too draggy here. Shall post in my other blog (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SijZrKwPN-I/AAAAAAAACDc/cWxnyZuU3iE/s1600-h/IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SijZrKwPN-I/AAAAAAAACDc/cWxnyZuU3iE/s320/IMG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343760293519374306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAJARATNAM!&lt;br /&gt;Instructor Syed, Amirul, Lisa, Leon, Zhi Hao, Asren, Ain, Roy, Fauzan, Aishah, Shafie, Zong Huan, Shanelle, Benedict, Alvin, Ling Yan :D&lt;br /&gt;Awesome Watchmates! Really amazing that we can work together as a team, accomplishing so many tasks together despite we only met each other 5 days ago. Now, we're all good friends.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all so much, that all of you are part of Rajar, because my probably one and only OBS in my lifetime, I had spent it with you guys. OBS wouldn't had been so much fun without you all, not one more, nor one less.&lt;br /&gt;Want to specially thank my dear kayaking partners, Benedict (1st day) and Zhi Hao (2nd-3rd day), because I think that I was a trouble to them while kayaking at first, being sick and all. But hey Zhi Hao, we chit-chatted about random stuff and we had a great time kayaking, forgetting the aches and fears, right? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Syed for encouraging me to not stop and push myself to my best during the expedition. Without your encouragements, I don't think that I could make it through the 5 days. Thank you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people told me that OBS is fun. But when I went there for the first few days, I didn't think that way. But now, after thinking about what we had done and completed, I truly had a fantastic time these 5 days. I will definately miss OBS and will never forget this experience. It was one of the most tiring, yet most fufilling camps that I've ever been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random photos we took after we got our phones back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SijZ0WzrjlI/AAAAAAAACDs/rrarLZJfFNg/s1600-h/Picture+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SijZ0WzrjlI/AAAAAAAACDs/rrarLZJfFNg/s200/Picture+096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343760451373862482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SijZ0YiyJXI/AAAAAAAACD0/nC4EF-WzUYo/s1600-h/Picture+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SijZ0YiyJXI/AAAAAAAACD0/nC4EF-WzUYo/s200/Picture+095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343760451839862130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amirul, me, Benedict, Zhi Hao, Asren, Ain; My kayaking partners! Benedict, Zhi Hao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SijZ0dkZiLI/AAAAAAAACDk/gpK_I-o37RM/s1600-h/Picture+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SijZ0dkZiLI/AAAAAAAACDk/gpK_I-o37RM/s200/Picture+097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343760453188815026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why Ling Yan took Asren, haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-617084009321287190?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/617084009321287190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/06/53-obs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/617084009321287190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/617084009321287190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/06/53-obs.html' title='53/ OBS.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SijZrKwPN-I/AAAAAAAACDc/cWxnyZuU3iE/s72-c/IMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-1594959645607286496</id><published>2009-05-31T17:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T17:53:59.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>52/ Off.</title><content type='html'>OBS commences tomorrow, ends this Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Done with packing, just a little small yet important things left here and there.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck, hope that I'll have fun and not come back with peeling and red skin. Pray for good weather, awesome Watch-mates, and keep me away from any injuries.&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that I can enjoy this OBS. Not bathing for days puts me off, urgh. And I can get real cranky when I'm tired while doing physical activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll definitely miss home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-1594959645607286496?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/1594959645607286496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/05/52-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/1594959645607286496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/1594959645607286496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/05/52-off.html' title='52/ Off.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-5439719631470671712</id><published>2009-05-27T19:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T19:32:39.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>51/</title><content type='html'>Today was a long, and bad day.&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsal was full of breakdowns. Breakdown for every song we played. Conflicts. Problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days has been horrible. So much to handle and I can't cope with everything. I can't control my emotions as well anymore. I feel that I'm a different person already.&lt;br /&gt;I've changed so much that I don't know who I am anymore. And this is irritating and frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to everyone whom I have offended. These few days were long and tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that it's because that I'm very tired and lacking of rest. I &lt;i&gt;WILL&lt;/i&gt; go back to the old Winsome that I prefer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-5439719631470671712?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/5439719631470671712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/05/51.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/5439719631470671712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/5439719631470671712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/05/51.html' title='51/'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-7263433690967168658</id><published>2009-05-26T21:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:30:48.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>50/ Sucks.</title><content type='html'>Results. Are. Shit.&lt;br /&gt;Although they are expected, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;1 A2, 2 B3s, 2 C5s, 2 F9s. Fantastic, huh. Yeah and the two F9 subjects are Math and Biology, duh. Geography I had an A2, but I only had B3 for SS. So it got pulled to a B3. Hope my CA marks will pull me up, after all I got 90+ for Geography CA1 and 75 for SS CA1.&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, my best subjects are my humanities subjects. POA, Geography and SS. (A pity SS and Geo are not individual subjects. Zzz.)&lt;br /&gt;My Chemistry got like, A2; 62/85. But my Physics got E8; 34/85. So I calculated that I'll get a C5. -.- There goes my A2 in my report book. Oh well, at least I passed combined science.&lt;br /&gt;Miss Lim I know you're proud of me! Get A2 hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life isn't good. I'm usually found pissed or upset or stressed most of the time. I'm never found joyous. Probably it's because of the heat, or the results, or the people. I think it's about the people. So many people, so many things. So many that I'm unable to comprehend why so many things happened at one go.&lt;br /&gt;This. Sucks. Terribly. ARGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-7263433690967168658?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/7263433690967168658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/05/50-sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/7263433690967168658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/7263433690967168658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/05/50-sucks.html' title='50/ Sucks.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-1596681812977347651</id><published>2009-05-23T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T22:44:50.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>49/</title><content type='html'>I'm actually posting. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;Today's PT was...I don't know. Bad? But definitely not as bad as last year. :/ So, it's average?&lt;br /&gt;I think it's because I didn't warm up properly before PT, now I'm having serious muscle cramps. Wow, 12 hours after PT &lt;i&gt;then&lt;/i&gt; I get muscle cramps. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OBS is just in....8 days time. -thinks- WOW actually that's coming very fast mannnn. Shit. Have to make a trip to buy solid fuel and the pocket knife really soon.&lt;br /&gt;And church camp is coming woohoo! Really looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;Then there's POP. Drills drills drills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my holidays aren't holidays...again. Wait, my secondary school holidays were never holidays in the first place. As usual--so many things to do, so little time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-1596681812977347651?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/1596681812977347651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/05/49.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/1596681812977347651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/1596681812977347651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/05/49.html' title='49/'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-8115072936278195818</id><published>2009-05-20T21:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T21:54:33.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>48/</title><content type='html'>So I screwed Biology. But heck, exams are over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's back to band life...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today didn't go to school, because no paper. Went to Ruby's house to swim with Cheryl, Arshad, Sean, Wayne, Wesley. Shi Yun and Pearlyn came but didn't swim. ): Had fun, effing tons of fun. Then went to Pizza Hut with Arshad, Cheryl and Wayne for dinner. Swimming made us very, very hungry. Mi fen Ruby's mum cooked wasn't enough. We swam from 12plus till 4! (Except for Wayne, he was sooo late.)&lt;br /&gt;Post-exam activities tomorrow and day after, urgh. Business proposal and finanical planning courses, how fun is that.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos of the many many photos we took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/ShQIb2pXgBI/AAAAAAAACBo/wqDRZ12oeXc/s1600-h/Picture+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/ShQIb2pXgBI/AAAAAAAACBo/wqDRZ12oeXc/s200/Picture+090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337900732959391762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/ShQJOLIhlzI/AAAAAAAACBw/8qwcuuhiMjo/s1600-h/Picture+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/ShQJOLIhlzI/AAAAAAAACBw/8qwcuuhiMjo/s200/Picture+091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337901597452244786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/ShQJPOJHV4I/AAAAAAAACCQ/T7cLUmcVAOU/s1600-h/Picture+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/ShQJPOJHV4I/AAAAAAAACCQ/T7cLUmcVAOU/s200/Picture+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337901615439894402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/ShQKWJGRJlI/AAAAAAAACCY/GhqUddkUorM/s1600-h/Picture+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/ShQKWJGRJlI/AAAAAAAACCY/GhqUddkUorM/s200/Picture+052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337902833856489042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were comparing hands. Sounds dumb, huh. But it's true. (Wayne's hands were so freaky after hours in the pool, yuck.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/ShQKWWC9a8I/AAAAAAAACCg/zGTfvGFjk7Q/s1600-h/Picture+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/ShQKWWC9a8I/AAAAAAAACCg/zGTfvGFjk7Q/s200/Picture+053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337902837332274114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wayne, "Eh look I have alien hands!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/ShQJOzmw0lI/AAAAAAAACCI/xJS-UHzIdmU/s1600-h/Picture+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/ShQJOzmw0lI/AAAAAAAACCI/xJS-UHzIdmU/s200/Picture+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337901608316490322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/ShQJOYkoblI/AAAAAAAACB4/Uef6mGCX2c0/s1600-h/Picture+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/ShQJOYkoblI/AAAAAAAACB4/Uef6mGCX2c0/s200/Picture+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337901601059794514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/ShQJOmcug9I/AAAAAAAACCA/9k7HbOS36RI/s1600-h/Picture+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/ShQJOmcug9I/AAAAAAAACCA/9k7HbOS36RI/s200/Picture+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337901604784735186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/ShQIbl14xiI/AAAAAAAACBg/PHgElcv_yiQ/s1600-h/Picture+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/ShQIbl14xiI/AAAAAAAACBg/PHgElcv_yiQ/s200/Picture+078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337900728448501282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/ShQIbUMr_KI/AAAAAAAACBY/4xfHMqtKe8c/s1600-h/Picture+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/ShQIbUMr_KI/AAAAAAAACBY/4xfHMqtKe8c/s200/Picture+071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337900723712294050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-8115072936278195818?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/8115072936278195818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/05/48.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/8115072936278195818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/8115072936278195818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/05/48.html' title='48/'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/ShQIb2pXgBI/AAAAAAAACBo/wqDRZ12oeXc/s72-c/Picture+090.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-196678477098478735</id><published>2009-05-18T21:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T00:07:32.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>47/ Gave up.</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow's my last paper, Biology.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of giving my best shot to use all my energy to study Biology, here I am slacking. When I got home, I studied for around an hour, went to take a nap for 2 hours, went to watch TV and play Guitar Hero, studied for 30 minutes, watched TV again, and here I am surfing the internet, wasting my time away...&lt;br /&gt;Biology is the other paper I'm gonna give up and let it flunk other than Math, though I don't want to. There's just too much to study for Biology, urgh. Because I went crazy studying Biology, that's why I gave up. Wonder how would I feel when I see the paper, and not know anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the so many papers, POA paper I had today was probably the only paper that I'm confident of passing, and hope that I can get an A. (Not saying that I terribly flunked all my papers. It's just that I don't dare to say anything about it. If I fail, I'll be more disappointed when I said I might pass than I didn't say anything about my grades.) I took almost 30 minutes to balance the Balance Sheet, because I was short of $550 and didn't know I had to add commission inside net profit to balance it, so when I balanced the Balance Sheet, I was elated. Well, I confirm get 23 marks, haha. I'm not really confident with Trading, Profit and Loss because alot of people had all sorts of numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, enough of crapping. (It's been a while since I crapped like this in my blog, eh.)&lt;br /&gt;Off to.......eh what am I going to do next? Certainly not studying. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-196678477098478735?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/196678477098478735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/05/47-gave-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/196678477098478735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/196678477098478735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/05/47-gave-up.html' title='47/ Gave up.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-5711453589108812781</id><published>2009-05-15T20:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T22:48:49.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>46/ Fifteen.</title><content type='html'>So many birthdays this week.&lt;br /&gt;12th May- Jun Han's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;13th May- Rob Pattinson's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday was Sean's and my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the wishes and presents. I was spammed yesterday with smses. You'll never imagine how many new messages was in my inbox when I woke up yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;And Jia Ying playing birthday song using the horn on Saturday, haha it was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 years ago You delivered me. For 15 years, you had been there for me, showing Your endless care and love for me, giving me so many opportunities to learn and to gain experiences. Thank You very much for that. And I believe that You'll still do likewise, not for merely another 15 years, but forever of forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/Sg1rV_gsHvI/AAAAAAAACBA/giczb0U59kQ/s1600-h/IMG_0642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/Sg1rV_gsHvI/AAAAAAAACBA/giczb0U59kQ/s200/IMG_0642.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336039159073873650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I don't want to post a picture of me, so I post the picture that Sarah was blowing my cake.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/Sg1rVjxdS5I/AAAAAAAACA4/J9Od7HjvIJo/s1600-h/DSC00176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/Sg1rVjxdS5I/AAAAAAAACA4/J9Od7HjvIJo/s200/DSC00176.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336039151628012434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Today, when we were at Ajisan.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-5711453589108812781?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/5711453589108812781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/05/46-fifteen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/5711453589108812781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/5711453589108812781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/05/46-fifteen.html' title='46/ Fifteen.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/Sg1rV_gsHvI/AAAAAAAACBA/giczb0U59kQ/s72-c/IMG_0642.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-118892615479205872</id><published>2009-05-09T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T22:31:43.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>45/ Sian.</title><content type='html'>When I first received my SA1 time-table, I was happy that I don't have to go to the school on my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Now as the day draws nearer, and all the exam stress I'm currently having. I get sian when I think that I don't have to go to school on my birthday because I have to get crazy mugging on MY birthday. A day when I'm supposed to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;But still, I'm gonna make fun of Sean and Jun Han or something. Sean has Math paper when I don't have any papers, and Jun Han has Geography on his birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-118892615479205872?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/118892615479205872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/05/45-sian.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/118892615479205872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/118892615479205872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/05/45-sian.html' title='45/ Sian.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-5193586122725787675</id><published>2009-05-06T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:14:45.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>44/ Stress.</title><content type='html'>Shall not talk about exams. I only can say that it's utterly stressful and I'll spend time cramming up everything.&lt;br /&gt;I flunked papers, and I did well for some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't wanna retain I don't wanna retain I don't wanna retain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;What's up with the co-form teachers?&lt;br /&gt;My class got Madam Low Ah Hoe, our Chinese teacher as our co-form. Wth la, can't tolerate her in Chinese lessons already. So what, we're gonna see her every morning shouting across the class during USSR and stuff is it?&lt;br /&gt;And she thinks that she's our co-form, she big already. She wasn't &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; bad before she was co-form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh, to think that my Form Teacher's already bad enough.&lt;br /&gt;Both Mrs Ng and Madam Low comes into the class often and irritates us. I don't see other form teachers doing so.&lt;br /&gt;I'm having the suckiest combination of form teachers man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-5193586122725787675?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/5193586122725787675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/05/44-stress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/5193586122725787675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/5193586122725787675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/05/44-stress.html' title='44/ Stress.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-5338934400478924268</id><published>2009-04-30T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T22:06:45.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>43/ Let the games begin.</title><content type='html'>N1 Staff Cluster Games today, went to help out.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Xinmin teachers like Miss Oh, the pe teacher that taught me pe last year, and the DM. Didn't say hi to them, ha. I think that the DM didn't know I existed lol.&lt;br /&gt;I also saw Mr Au, the DM of my primary school days. Chatted with him and stuff, and I was rather surprised to see him at the games. I can't stop saying that he's one of the best teachers I've ever met. (Oh I'm suddenly reminded of the P6 camp lol.) The last time I saw him was last year, while doing CIP. It'll be good if he comes to HS and teach...haha. Impossible though. (:&lt;br /&gt;Was...pleased when I saw teachers playing sports well. Like Miss Vani can play badmintion. And it was my first time seeing Miss Lim played Netball and Captains' Ball till she pulled her muscle or something. After Captain's Ball she was limping.&lt;br /&gt;Played Wii Sports in school, too. During the games, 6 Wii Sports were on--4 at Indoor Sports Hall, 2 at Atrium. They even had 'Wii Boxing' as one of the sports events haha.&lt;br /&gt;Had fun though sometimes, it was abit boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The language papers are completed, the week that I had be dreading for it to arrive, arrived.&lt;br /&gt;4 papers down, many more to go.&lt;br /&gt;...Let the games begin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-5338934400478924268?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/5338934400478924268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/04/43-let-games-begin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/5338934400478924268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/5338934400478924268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/04/43-let-games-begin.html' title='43/ Let the games begin.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-3131289004473480031</id><published>2009-04-27T19:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T19:48:18.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>42/</title><content type='html'>Almost cried while I was writing my compo on Friday's English Paper 1. Wrote about my grandmother. Overall the paper was fairly well written, I'm just afraid that I've went slightly out of point, and I exceeded the word limit by 176. Ah, they won't care about it anyway...right?&lt;br /&gt;Chinese paper 1 and 2 tomorrow. Urgh, no Chinese electronic dictionary this time, have to use the book. -.- Waste time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-3131289004473480031?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/3131289004473480031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/04/42.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/3131289004473480031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/3131289004473480031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/04/42.html' title='42/'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-6434508950370959134</id><published>2009-04-23T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T21:22:22.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>41/</title><content type='html'>SA1 starts tomorrow. English Paper 1, to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;Life has been boring, lifeless, and rather sucky. Getting really really into Twilight Saga again, ha.&lt;br /&gt;Going out with Winnie to watch '17 Again' tomorrow after the paper. Wrong time, I know.&lt;br /&gt;Probably stressed? Whenever I'm supposed to studying I'll do everything but to study, like what Mr Tan said during CME.&lt;br /&gt;Argh I'm mood-less. Very tired, actually. I'm going to do my remaining house chores and go to sleep. Rawr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-6434508950370959134?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/6434508950370959134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/04/41.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/6434508950370959134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/6434508950370959134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/04/41.html' title='41/'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-2970081509808703809</id><published>2009-04-20T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T21:40:14.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>40/ Nerves.</title><content type='html'>The weather's so hot la. It's getting on my nerves, rawr.&lt;br /&gt;Because of it I couldn't concentrate in class. And it's giving me uncomfortable sleeps for the past few nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intended to sleep but I got caught up by the press releases about New Moon, the movie. And the weather's soooo freaking hot and I can't sleep in this weather, urgh.&lt;br /&gt;Getting into the studying mood. Yay, at least I am sure that I am not slacking like how I did in last year SA1. (Yeah, I always take my last year's results as comparison. Because my results were like shit...before the end-of-year exams.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-2970081509808703809?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/2970081509808703809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/04/40-nerves.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/2970081509808703809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/2970081509808703809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/04/40-nerves.html' title='40/ Nerves.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-3901114321631106133</id><published>2009-04-17T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T21:03:54.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>39/ Test.</title><content type='html'>Test is finally over. I can finally put that huge rock off my back.&lt;br /&gt;It's good that I didn't screw up--I thought I would. I did fairly well.&lt;br /&gt;Screwed up major scale, I played the wrong scale haha. Minor scale was okay. Arpeggios I played F major at first but Miss Jama gave me C major. Etude was okay but at many pauses and delaying. Sight-reading was okay but didn't do much phrasing.&lt;br /&gt;Overall it was okay but if I had done lesser wrong things like mispitching and other complications, I would had done better. But what's done is done, and I don't want re-test. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that ends off the last band practice for study break. Glad that band has stopped so that I can fully concentrate on studying. Study more, practice less for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-3901114321631106133?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/3901114321631106133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/04/39-test.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/3901114321631106133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/3901114321631106133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/04/39-test.html' title='39/ Test.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-1942754116373736047</id><published>2009-04-16T20:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T20:11:23.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>38/</title><content type='html'>I'm gonna make my life easier. Somehow.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just gonna shut you out of my life. You live yours, I live mine.&lt;br /&gt;Since I can't compromise to you, we'll start working things out when you're mature enough to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Test tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Quite confident with etudes but my major, minor scales and arpeggios are like crap.&lt;br /&gt;Good game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-1942754116373736047?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/1942754116373736047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/04/38.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/1942754116373736047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/1942754116373736047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/04/38.html' title='38/'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-555040105886178996</id><published>2009-04-15T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T22:11:41.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>37/ Screwed.</title><content type='html'>Failed Biology, wth. Chemistry just passed by a few marks, but it helped me pass my combined science.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get good results for CA2 at all. But oh well, it was better than my last year's CA2, definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POA's killing me. Was struggling with my POA homework. And I intended to sleep at 9.30pm but because of the stupid homework, here I am scanning my work to let my sister's friends do. (Apparently she couldn't balance the balace sheet, too.)&lt;br /&gt;Miss Soh mentioned chapters in the balance sheet homework which I had never heard them in my sec3 life LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Okay give up POA homework, go sleep. I need rest, desparately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-555040105886178996?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/555040105886178996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/04/37-screwed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/555040105886178996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/555040105886178996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/04/37-screwed.html' title='37/ Screwed.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-3835865295331817147</id><published>2009-04-14T21:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:13:25.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>36/ Unexpected.</title><content type='html'>New excos released today; they're shocking.&lt;br /&gt;Glad that I have nothing more/less. &lt;i&gt;One year down, another year to go.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Really find it too much, to be honest. Never felt things can be so unfair in my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;But it isn't their fault. (I don't get it why people dislike them when they didn't choose what they are now.) Also, what Mrs Bu mentioned is true.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm just trying to accept the fact, and let it go. Will try to give them the highest respect that I can give. After all their job is the toughest among all, so I'm giving them my fullest support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today wasn't a really good day because of this. The pizza treat didn't help to make my mood feel better. My results I received today made it worse.&lt;br /&gt;Collecting more results tomorrow, Biology and Chemistry. I think the results will spoil my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, tomorrow's a new day. And no matter how hard things gets, I'm gonna welcome it with open arms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-3835865295331817147?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/3835865295331817147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/04/36-unexpected.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/3835865295331817147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/3835865295331817147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/04/36-unexpected.html' title='36/ Unexpected.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-774219812538897783</id><published>2009-04-13T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T21:52:44.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>35/ Fast forward.</title><content type='html'>Today found out things that were good and also bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought that my birthday is very long from now, but after receiving my SA1 timetable, that's not the case anymore.&lt;br /&gt;On my birthday, I don't need to go to school because it's A Math paper! :DDDDD People, save your birthday bashes ah. No birthday bashes for me this year :D&lt;br /&gt;But the bad thing is, my birthday is still in the middle of the SA1 period, means that I'll be found mugging at home on my birthday. It's gonna be my most boring birthday ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next point.&lt;br /&gt;Finally signed up for church camp with Gaby and Vivian. Like finally. I had a very hard time persuading my mum to go. (Though I paid half of the sum la.)&lt;br /&gt;Really really really really really really looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;Like really really looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm afraid that I'll miss out POP, because it's from the 19-22 June and usually POP happens around the end of the holidays. And if it really happens, I'll miss out the Sec 4s POP. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I'm not satisfied with my CA2 results at all. At least the marks that I got today.&lt;br /&gt;Off to do last minute 'revision' for tomorrow's test. I have the feeling that I'll screw up like how I did last year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-774219812538897783?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/774219812538897783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/04/35-fast-forward.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/774219812538897783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/774219812538897783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/04/35-fast-forward.html' title='35/ Fast forward.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-535504555035000116</id><published>2009-04-12T14:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T14:21:18.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>34/ Run away.</title><content type='html'>So many things for me to do.&lt;br /&gt;But I wanna avoid it all.&lt;br /&gt;There are some stuff that I'm doing; I don't enjoy doing it any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I bought Twilight DVD, whenever I feel emo, I would watch it over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm watching it almost everyday. Wonder when will I be sick of the movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-535504555035000116?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/535504555035000116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/04/34-run-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/535504555035000116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/535504555035000116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/04/34-run-away.html' title='34/ Run away.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-2709298695497012209</id><published>2009-04-09T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T23:44:17.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>33/ Screwed?</title><content type='html'>CA2 is over. Finally.&lt;br /&gt;Screwed Physics and POA. (Physics dont need to say already.) POA is because i put postage in trading account instead of profit and loss account zzz. And the debtor ledger i was initially wrote 'bank' but dont know why i changed to 'cash' last minute, then wrong 'cos it's paid by cheque. Walao i sure lost alot of marks lor. :(&lt;br /&gt;But good thing is that i memorised the trading, profit and loss account and i find poa rather easy now. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now CA2 is over, mid-year's coming. And so many chapters are tested for all the subjects. Arghhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Winsome, study hard. Like really. Stop procrastinating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-2709298695497012209?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/2709298695497012209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/04/33-screwed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/2709298695497012209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/2709298695497012209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/04/33-screwed.html' title='33/ Screwed?'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-8028382862607872739</id><published>2009-04-08T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T20:14:02.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>32/ Die.</title><content type='html'>Having very weird dreams recently.&lt;br /&gt;And they felt so real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been screwing up CA2, unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;Will definitely screw up Physics and POA tomorrow. POA I can't get the Trading and Profit and Loss Accounts right, as in the format. I know only now, but it all came a little bit too late. Physics is because there is just too much to study.&lt;br /&gt;And there's this really nice show that's showing now, and I don't feel like studying. Just feel so uneasy that I need to study, you know that stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a break...from studying.&lt;br /&gt;Before I start studying for SA1, which is coming really, really soon.&lt;br /&gt;Actually it's not soon yet. But if I continue to procrastinate like how I usually do, it's coming really really soon.&lt;br /&gt;If I really continue to procrastinate, I'll really really flunk my SA1. And I don't want that to happen. I don't wanna retain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-8028382862607872739?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/8028382862607872739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/04/32-die.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/8028382862607872739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/8028382862607872739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/04/32-die.html' title='32/ Die.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-7986821765248192394</id><published>2009-04-06T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T22:47:09.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>31/ irritating.</title><content type='html'>A night without a nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;The lift bell that's ringing incessantly is irritating my sleep, urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, if you find it weird me posting at a time when my sister would ask me to let her use the computer or something. I'm using my phone to blog. For once, having wireless is cool, so i can lie on my bed and surf the net.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the qwerty(?) keypad that's in my phone makes it easier for me to type, too. Ha. (finally, i start to reallly like my phone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The belll won't just stop ringing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-7986821765248192394?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/7986821765248192394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/04/31-irritating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/7986821765248192394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/7986821765248192394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/04/31-irritating.html' title='31/ irritating.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-88854275849147341</id><published>2009-04-06T18:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T18:11:43.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30/</title><content type='html'>A Monday without a night practice.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I miss night practices. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screwed up Biology. Mrs Ng took 10 minutes away from our Geography paper, as a result I didn't complete the paper. And I knew how to do la! -.- Was very confident of getting a distinction for Geography but because of stupid Mrs Ng, I had to chiong the paper and miss out quite alot of stuff. -.- Now I'm getting more pissed with Mrs Ng. Can't stand her. Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry and Math tomorrow. Hope I can pass Math.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-88854275849147341?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/88854275849147341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/04/30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/88854275849147341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/88854275849147341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/04/30.html' title='30/'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-6964796496214727522</id><published>2009-04-05T21:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:09:12.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>29/</title><content type='html'>Bad day last night. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;Today was quite crap, too. From the minute I arrived home from church, I had been studying non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm going crazy but I still haven't memorise anything for Biology. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Good game.&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally not prepared for CA2 which starts tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;how ironic.&lt;br /&gt;why is it that it's easier for me to share everything to this person but not you, when you're someone who is more important to me?&lt;br /&gt;i know the reason why, unfortunately.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-6964796496214727522?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/6964796496214727522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/04/29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/6964796496214727522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/6964796496214727522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/04/29.html' title='29/'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-78962182103260980</id><published>2009-04-03T20:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T20:47:25.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>28/ Suay.</title><content type='html'>I almost died today. Seriously. Literally.&lt;br /&gt;When I was bathing.&lt;br /&gt;The glass shelf that was right next to me just *PIANG* it got smashed on the floor, landing just...just right next to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really thank God for his protection over me, if not I really would be gone by now. If it wasn't for Him, I wouldn't get just one micro-sized cut on my leg, but like something much much more worse than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screwed POA test, because I don't know that there was a POA test today, and I don't know a single shit about trading account. Missed today's Chemistry re-retest as well. Taking it on Monday, ha. Miss Lim rocks. :D&lt;br /&gt;STUDY HARD AH! CA2'S NEXT WEEK, ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Omg our Aflats were super out of tune. Many parts we could had done better.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, overall it was great.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-78962182103260980?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/78962182103260980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/04/28-suay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/78962182103260980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/78962182103260980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/04/28-suay.html' title='28/ Suay.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-5486146909877247562</id><published>2009-04-02T18:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T20:14:13.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27/</title><content type='html'>I'm still not over the hoo-ya about HSWS getting gold. [okay it's just because I wasn't occupied with other stuff yesterday lol. [/edit]&lt;br /&gt;I'm really proud of my band and every single band member whom gave all they got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day has been boring. Wanted to do a lot of things but my medicines has side effects of drowsiness and so now I'm feeling sleepy. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Going back to school tomorrow, looking forward to it because there's Nodame to watch tomorrow. But the thought of having Deepa's lesson really kills my mood.&lt;br /&gt;I think I will miss band. Like my days would be quite empty without band practices.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder how would I survive next year after I step down. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Want to thank so many people for supporting &amp;amp; guiding us all these while.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lim, ZhiGuo, alumini, Miss Jama, friends with all the wishes and support.&lt;br /&gt;But most importantly, thank You Lord. Without You, nothing would be possible.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-5486146909877247562?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/5486146909877247562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/04/27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/5486146909877247562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/5486146909877247562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/04/27.html' title='27/'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-1544147402871890582</id><published>2009-04-01T15:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T17:14:51.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26/ Gold!</title><content type='html'>Band No 27. Hougang Secondary. GOLD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really happy that the band has come to this far, clinching gold.&lt;br /&gt;As I look back, I'm really amazed and proud to see how the band, and especially my section, has improved significantly over the months.&lt;br /&gt;Cried when results were announced because our hard work and perseverance was proven and was not in vain. In the adjudicators' eyes and ears, we had performed what HSWS really is to them. We didn't give the shitty performances that we had gave during SIBF, Ignited!.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's performances wasn't our best, but we gave our best shot, and we had made it. :D&lt;br /&gt;Still, we were only a gold band up on stage. For that 15 minutes. Now, we're a gold band no longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first and last SYF. GOLD!&lt;br /&gt;Omg I still feel emotional when I think back. Really, this feeling is a feeling that it's really different and unforgetable. (I wanna experience it again, I want another SYF. D:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand.&lt;br /&gt;I've got two days MC. Won't be going to school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Yay 2 days of lesson for this week. (Monday and Friday)&lt;br /&gt;And then CA2 starts next week. Ah crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-1544147402871890582?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/1544147402871890582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/04/26-gold.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/1544147402871890582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/1544147402871890582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/04/26-gold.html' title='26/ Gold!'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-71074124231283804</id><published>2009-03-29T18:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T18:37:28.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25/ two.</title><content type='html'>SYF in less than 2 days time.&lt;br /&gt;Apart from practice instrument, I've been studying like mad today. Only memorised Chemistry stuff but not Biology. Argh, have 2 chapters to study in the remaining 2 days for the class test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's worship and message was applicable to what I am currently facing--stress.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't a good week at all.&lt;br /&gt;But here's a new week, so let's all look forward to a better and refreshing week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know God, know you, know your enemy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-71074124231283804?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/71074124231283804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/03/25-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/71074124231283804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/71074124231283804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/03/25-two.html' title='25/ two.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-621282221888083599</id><published>2009-03-25T20:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T20:17:58.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24/</title><content type='html'>One week before SYF. 6 days, to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;CA2 starts in two weeks time. Wonder why Biology is always on the first day. -.-&lt;br /&gt;School has been boring. Hate silent reading, because it makes me super uncomfortable and my legs will go numb. But other than that it's quite okay. Haven't gotten used to the later dismissal. Upper recess starts at 11.35am or something, urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that. This week has been a roller coaster ride. So many ups, so many downs.&lt;br /&gt;Won't be blogging as much, will be concentrating very much on SYF as it's coming real soon. And after that I'm gonna catch up on my studies. I cannot flunk my CA2, though the topics are getting more difficult as compared to CA1. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-621282221888083599?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/621282221888083599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/03/24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/621282221888083599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/621282221888083599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/03/24.html' title='24/'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-933114406817308138</id><published>2009-03-22T21:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T21:59:37.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23/</title><content type='html'>Just suddenly felt that I was, and still am, being a jerk.&lt;br /&gt;Truly sorry to anyone who felt that I was indeed one.&lt;br /&gt;But if any of you think that I'm a jerk and a jerk forever, go ahead and think that way. Be my guest.&lt;br /&gt;I feel such a failure in life because of this. I just don't feel good at all.&lt;br /&gt;I've been breaking promises to myself and others, and I really dislike that. Even the simplest promise to myself to study today, I couldn't do it.&lt;br /&gt;That's it. I'm gonna give it my all to change myself, at least to show myself that I am a better person. But, I don't know how to start. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remembered that upper sec will be released one period later from tomorrow onwards. POA homework not done, and 1st period tomorrow is POA. Physics class test on Tuesday 1st period. Chemistry class test on Wednesday 1st period and Biology class test on the same day right after recess--If timetable didn't change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts tomorrow. My March holiday wasn't a holiday at all. It was more stressful and hectic than a actual school term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, happy birthday Qi Ai. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-933114406817308138?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/933114406817308138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/03/23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/933114406817308138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/933114406817308138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/03/23.html' title='23/'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-4985444201771244301</id><published>2009-03-21T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T23:13:54.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22/</title><content type='html'>Broke down last night because I suddenly felt the whole world was crashing down on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exchange today. Amk horns were good, I must say. I think we sounded better yesterday, maybe it's because of the lack of so many people there, I don't know. Disappointed with myself because I didn't play high Ab full in the solis in Jacob's, bar 7 and 169. I knew I could play, I even gave my best triplet up to high G twice, why didn't I go up to the Ab? I just don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;Today saw many people whom I didn't meet for quite alot of time excluding Regent, because we just saw them yesterday. Like almost every band got people I know one lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think that you're getting closer to me,&lt;br /&gt;You move away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-4985444201771244301?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/4985444201771244301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/03/22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/4985444201771244301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/4985444201771244301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/03/22.html' title='22/'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-3396816833006667302</id><published>2009-03-20T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T21:27:19.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21/ Camp.</title><content type='html'>Back with tired and dried lips, unstable tooth, aching backs, swollen and tired eyes.&lt;br /&gt;But brought back many lessons that I've learnt.&lt;br /&gt;2nd day wasn't productive for me because I was almost not listening for the first half of the day, didn't had good sleep on the 1st night.&lt;br /&gt;I think I learnt the most was during the last hour of the camp, when Mr Lim taught Regent and Hougang horns. He almost solved my tonguing problem at Overture No. 2 'J'; I believe that I can work it out soon. And Mr Lim taught me other things which is really useful to me, too. After tomorrow I'm going to practice it out and apply whatever I had learnt.&lt;br /&gt;Horn section now got 12 horns lol. 6 Hanstone horns! Now all of us, exculding juniors, and using Hanstone horns.Woohoo all gold horns sia, very nice. :D&lt;br /&gt;Today I woke up freezing because the band room was soooo cold. Brrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a difference experience being camp committee.&lt;br /&gt;Argh very tired. Exchange tomorrow, need rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-3396816833006667302?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/3396816833006667302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/03/21-camp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/3396816833006667302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/3396816833006667302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/03/21-camp.html' title='21/ Camp.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-6538642367951854829</id><published>2009-03-16T19:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T19:56:22.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20/ Hooya.</title><content type='html'>March holidays are here. But it's not a march holiday to me.&lt;br /&gt;Combined band camp on 18-20 March. Tomorrow having camp meeting. On Friday itself there's an exchange at HS, and on Saturday there's another exchange at AMK Sec.&lt;br /&gt;And then it's Sunday and school reopens.&lt;br /&gt;Then Physics, Chemistry and Biology class tests comes in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got many new things in the house now. New 32 inch LCD TV, home theater set, printer cum scanner, my sister's camera, my new phone etc. (Damn it, I'm not rich. -.- Every thing came from the IT fair except my phone.)&lt;br /&gt;Been watching Nodame Cantabile too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days hasn't been really good for me. But however I've learnt quite a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I realised how I am now, and how I should be.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that I am living a way that I should be living. I don't think that my behaviour and even my thoughts inside of me, are pleasing to God.&lt;br /&gt;It seems so difficult to live a life that is truly about God, because we have so many things that get into our way with God.&lt;br /&gt;However I do know that with God with me, nothing is impossible.&lt;br /&gt;As long as there's God with me, I can boldly say "Giants, fall down!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-6538642367951854829?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/6538642367951854829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/03/20-hooya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/6538642367951854829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/6538642367951854829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/03/20-hooya.html' title='20/ Hooya.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-3738441194427618507</id><published>2009-03-12T16:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T16:45:36.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19/ Elearning.</title><content type='html'>My household electricity got cut off today because the town council is changing my house's meter board. It's from 8am-5.30pm. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;So yea it's e-learning, and I'm at Uncle Heng's house doing it. And now I'm done, I shall go and play with (not actually) baby Sara hahahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to sleep in today, but I got woken up by the stupid people drilling right outside my room at 8am. And my fan was off at 8.30am.&lt;br /&gt;So much for turning in late because I intended to sleep in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to ICA with my sister to report that her IC was found (she lost her wallet) and had quality time with my sister by shopping. We left the house at 10am lol. And she physo(?) me to buy a $9.90 organiser. I do like the design, but I still think that that was a waste of money. Because it made me broke. -.-&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm at Queensway, or more specifically, Mei Ling Street. And I'm quite irritated with the keyboard. It's almost like Jian Cheng's keyboard I used during December Horn gathering. So hard to type and I keep having typos because of it. Totally not used to it lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My household electricity is back in approximately 1 hours time. So yay. At least got fan. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go and play with Sara, and maybe Samuel. Samuel's currently taking a nap; Sara just woke up from one. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;HA Winnie are you jealous. I'm spending my afternoon with those two lovely kids! HAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-3738441194427618507?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/3738441194427618507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/03/19-elearning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/3738441194427618507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/3738441194427618507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/03/19-elearning.html' title='19/ Elearning.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-1467741004370208294</id><published>2009-03-11T20:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T21:00:41.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18/ Stupidity.</title><content type='html'>Yea here to complain about the school again.&lt;br /&gt;7.30am close gate already, have silent reading till 8.25am. Okay I'm fine with it.&lt;br /&gt;DISMISSAL AT 2.55PM? WHAT THE HELL IS THIS. -.-&lt;br /&gt;How about band practice? We already don't have the time to eat on Tuesday because school releases at 2.30pm and we have to fall in at 2.45pm. And what about extra lessons? Then we end at 4pm sia. The pure science students worse, they have more extra lessons than combined science classes.&lt;br /&gt;They're only thinking about changing the school into some top school and nothing else. They're only thinking about the reputation of the school and not the students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm getting pissed with the teachers. Or rather indirectly, the principal.&lt;br /&gt;Every lesson the teachers come in, they will always emphasize on the stupid dumb ziplock bags with a small form in it that they have, saying that if we use phone we have to put it in the ziplock bags and write your particulars, and only your parents can collect it. If don't surrender, they'll treat it as defiance.&lt;br /&gt;Like I don't mind teachers saying it, but out of the 5 lessons I have today, (CME teacher didn't come so didn't count him in) all the teachers repeated it! Okay 6 teachers said that same damn thing, because English lesson there's Mrs Ng and Miss Tay.&lt;br /&gt;Like the kept emphasizing it as if we don't know, treating us like primary school kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently there's a petition going on, to change the venue for Art Fiesta. So all the Sec3s and 4s are signing it.&lt;br /&gt;But I heard from friends that their teachers say that the petition has no use, even if really change venue there are conditions to it.&lt;br /&gt;Hell yeah, the principal mentioned before that if have a number of students who signed the petiton, they'll adapt it. If he doesn't, he's totally contridicting himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhhh. I'm getting pissed off with the school, with Mr Ng.&lt;br /&gt;When Mr Chia was here, I never wanted to think about leaving HS.&lt;br /&gt;When Mr Ng took over, I can't wait to get out of this stinking school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tolorate Winsome. 1 year and 9 months, and you'll be out of this school!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-1467741004370208294?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/1467741004370208294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/03/18-stupidity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/1467741004370208294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/1467741004370208294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/03/18-stupidity.html' title='18/ Stupidity.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-3073543674714190055</id><published>2009-03-08T17:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T17:46:55.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17/</title><content type='html'>I deleted my previous seventeenth post because I don't really like that post. So I'm re-writing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things happened, in regardless whether is it good or bad, expected or unexpected etc.&lt;br /&gt;I want to go Vietnam very much for the exchange program, which the people just flew off yesterday. I was supposed to go but I didn't because of SYF. I'm feeling sad about it because I'm unable to get away from my Singapore hectic life and just to go Vietnam for 10 days to enjoy myself and Vietnam which God had created so beautifully. But I don't regret it, after all it's my first and last SYF (if I don't go to JC. And if I do, it'll be my first and last Secondary School SYF) and I don't even want to think about leaving my section in a lurch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so dumb because I brought home my Geography textbook to study for my test tomorrow but not my workbook. Because I have all the answers for the test in my workbook. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why NIE teachers who come to teach for 10 weeks is always better than our school teachers. Last year it was Luo Lao Shi for Chinese. Not saying that Madam Chua is not good, she's quite good in fact, just saying that Luo Lao Shi teaches better and he can communicate with the class really well.&lt;br /&gt;This year, is Miss Tay. English teacher. Yeah we all know that Mrs Ng doesn't teach so well because we all think that she's a really systhematic person and she always use Mr Ng as a shield. And she screams at our ears la! So damn high pitch some more.&lt;br /&gt;It's really suprising to see how Miss Tay can control the class and conduct her lessons efficiently. She always manages to keep the class quiet. And like on Friday, she took Rihanna and Chris Brown's case to do situational writing, and I believe our class had enjoyed her class.&lt;br /&gt;I think Miss Tay shouldn't learn from Mrs Ng. On the countary, Mrs Ng should learn from Miss Tay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to understand POA better, maybe is because I can differenciate better now about which and debit and which is credit.&lt;br /&gt;And I think I'm going to flunk my Physics. Now I believe all the ex-students of Mrs Deepa's Physics class, that once she takes your Physics lessons, you'll flunk in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sooooo going to church camp man! Looking forward to it very very much. :D (Sadly, it's 3 months away. D:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-3073543674714190055?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/3073543674714190055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/03/17_08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/3073543674714190055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/3073543674714190055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/03/17_08.html' title='17/'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-8395273942980174273</id><published>2009-03-04T19:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T19:55:54.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16/ Fortunate.</title><content type='html'>It's not the person's fault on why he/she didn't/did to this or that.&lt;br /&gt;But it's actually us, why didn't we help them enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many people crying. And I'm not an exception.&lt;br /&gt;It just hurts me seeing all my friends going through probably their toughest time of their secondary school life. It made me see how this world can get so cruel. Also it made me see that how God had protected me for all these while.&lt;br /&gt;But at the same time I do definitely feel guilty because I think that I'm partially the cause of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I do feel helpless, disappointed and sad because of whatever had happened for them, but at the same time I do feel really fortunate because God had shown me the truths of many things, so that I won't follow the steps of other people. I thank God for giving me a clear mind on what is right and wrong and giving me a positive attitude. Because without God in my life, I can imagine how many wrong things I would do, and it would be countless, and my life would really suck now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many situations which I feel helpless, but God had never forsaken me. God didn't let me down from all the situations I had faced and currently facing. Though sometimes, I don't get the things I want and I would ask why. But now as I think again, it's all part of God's plan for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-8395273942980174273?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/8395273942980174273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/03/16-fortunate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/8395273942980174273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/8395273942980174273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/03/16-fortunate.html' title='16/ Fortunate.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-2918395225606127072</id><published>2009-03-01T16:31:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T18:38:40.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15/</title><content type='html'>Well come to think about it. As long as you have the company in school, nothing matters.&lt;br /&gt;If everything comes true, we can only compromise. Obey the rules, and try to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;Was shocked by the overwhelming response about my previous post at my tagboard. Found them quite irritating too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting insufficient rest. And lots of stress.&lt;br /&gt;Thus getting lots of pimples.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid pimples, go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm super pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I do, you need to ask me why? You shouldn't even care anyway.&lt;br /&gt;You are too sensitive over small little things that I don't give a damn of.&lt;br /&gt;That's why all the more I'm even more sure that the decision I had/going to make that it's right and better for me.&lt;br /&gt;You make me find it a hassle to talk to you. I don't enjoy talking to you because you make me pissed off everytime you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. This year band sec 1s are.......&lt;br /&gt;Forget it let's not say about it. It only makes my blood boil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SapMLifPBGI/AAAAAAAAB_o/SFeAZyAxx1k/s1600-h/Picture+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SapMLifPBGI/AAAAAAAAB_o/SFeAZyAxx1k/s200/Picture+099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308138871929635938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SapML-y8h2I/AAAAAAAAB_w/8DreQkgILtE/s1600-h/Picture+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SapML-y8h2I/AAAAAAAAB_w/8DreQkgILtE/s200/Picture+101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308138879528503138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday at Church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SapMLzKF4cI/AAAAAAAAB_4/G5IphNfi5ig/s1600-h/Picture+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SapMLzKF4cI/AAAAAAAAB_4/G5IphNfi5ig/s200/Picture+106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308138876404359618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SapMMF5_E_I/AAAAAAAACAA/N9tcl5zi0N0/s1600-h/Picture+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SapMMF5_E_I/AAAAAAAACAA/N9tcl5zi0N0/s200/Picture+108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308138881437078514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Monday, before night practice started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SapMMHt0srI/AAAAAAAACAI/ao-82T-7cCs/s1600-h/Picture+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SapMMHt0srI/AAAAAAAACAI/ao-82T-7cCs/s200/Picture+109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308138881922937522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SapMi6mzzoI/AAAAAAAACAQ/059TUmt4l38/s1600-h/Picture+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SapMi6mzzoI/AAAAAAAACAQ/059TUmt4l38/s200/Picture+110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308139273540849282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exco meeting on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SapMjlQf5sI/AAAAAAAACAg/ZsdBkiH86do/s1600-h/Picture+114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SapMjlQf5sI/AAAAAAAACAg/ZsdBkiH86do/s200/Picture+114.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308139284989994690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SapMjH9T1iI/AAAAAAAACAY/BcidR_22UVo/s1600-h/Picture+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SapMjH9T1iI/AAAAAAAACAY/BcidR_22UVo/s200/Picture+113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308139277124884002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ball day (Saturday), and the rainbow that everyone saw. Alvin sms-ed me about the rainbow, if not I can't manage to take that photo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-2918395225606127072?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/2918395225606127072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/03/15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/2918395225606127072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/2918395225606127072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/03/15.html' title='15/'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SapMLifPBGI/AAAAAAAAB_o/SFeAZyAxx1k/s72-c/Picture+099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-7265540906480581093</id><published>2009-02-26T20:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T20:34:26.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14/ Dislike.</title><content type='html'>Hope it rains heavily tomorrow. Best got lightning and thunder. So that we don't need to go for cross country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to not like HS.&lt;br /&gt;Not because of the friends etc etc, but more like the principal and some of the teachers.&lt;br /&gt;I had such a fun life in HS when Mr Chia was principal. Now when Mr Ng becomes principal, I don't find the joy to be in HS anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Installing CCTVs in classrooms and maybe even toilets. Banning of handphones from next month onwards. Change of uniform to pinafore/shorts. Art fiesta 5 confirm in school hall already and not some place like Victoria Theater or some sort. Rumour that one period is going to be 1-hour long.&lt;br /&gt;What nonsense is this man!&lt;br /&gt;Mr Ng is seriously transform HS into a place which I believe, many students will dislike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly miss Mr Chia, and all the teachers who had left.&lt;br /&gt;Now, school sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-7265540906480581093?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/7265540906480581093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/02/14-dislike.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/7265540906480581093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/7265540906480581093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/02/14-dislike.html' title='14/ Dislike.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-1180954086391113356</id><published>2009-02-25T10:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T10:55:38.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13/</title><content type='html'>Currently in school now, in the computer lab. (Like duh.)&lt;br /&gt;Didn't go to school yesterday, but went for band.&lt;br /&gt;Why does 3E4 have sucky teachers? Mrs Ng, Madam Low etc.&lt;br /&gt;Someday I'm going to write a petition to change our form teacher. I seriously think that not only I can't stand her, but my class too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess is in 2 minutes time.&lt;br /&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;LET'S GO ARSHAD'S BLOG WOOHOO.&lt;br /&gt;Ruby, Jasper, Kok Hong, myself etc etc were waiting for him to post lol. And he finally did haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-1180954086391113356?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/1180954086391113356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/02/13_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/1180954086391113356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/1180954086391113356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/02/13_25.html' title='13/'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-5076374251519088417</id><published>2009-02-21T19:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T20:00:27.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12/ New.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZ_sEsHvBrI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/SNCLdB7JNAw/s1600-h/Picture+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZ_sEsHvBrI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/SNCLdB7JNAw/s200/Picture+090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305218451372967602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZ_sE_qM8RI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/04j14nq2diU/s1600-h/Picture+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZ_sE_qM8RI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/04j14nq2diU/s200/Picture+085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305218456617808146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZ_sEPQAt5I/AAAAAAAAB_A/j-d2aVqwFHE/s1600-h/Picture+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZ_sEPQAt5I/AAAAAAAAB_A/j-d2aVqwFHE/s200/Picture+096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305218443623053202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZ_sEcsbToI/AAAAAAAAB_I/l0WelNiYNiA/s1600-h/Picture+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZ_sEcsbToI/AAAAAAAAB_I/l0WelNiYNiA/s200/Picture+094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305218447231897218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports Day; Mars B Division 4x100m team. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZ_sE5_YRHI/AAAAAAAAB_g/e4RkQlbHwkE/s1600-h/Picture+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZ_sE5_YRHI/AAAAAAAAB_g/e4RkQlbHwkE/s200/Picture+088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305218455096018034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Bio SPA. The fastest 3-period Biology lesson I had ever had...so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need my Nokia E71 desperately. My current phone is going to die on me. Anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;Exchange today was....crap. Everyone had no stamina for Jacob's, especially at the end. Especially the brasses. The 2nd round of Jacob's, at the end. Breakdown sia. And horns didn't hit the high Aflat for bar 169. I thought that I could do it, at the end...I didn't. ): Zhi Guo is going overseas again. ):&lt;br /&gt;I'm determined to work on my stamina for Jacob's, if not seriously we will die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POA test on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Night practice on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;I just hate Mondays. Argh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-5076374251519088417?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/5076374251519088417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/02/12-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/5076374251519088417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/5076374251519088417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/02/12-new.html' title='12/ New.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZ_sEsHvBrI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/SNCLdB7JNAw/s72-c/Picture+090.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-824068788130166944</id><published>2009-02-19T18:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T18:56:14.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11/ Quiz.</title><content type='html'>Atiqah and Hui Qing are in my house now, together with my sister.&lt;br /&gt;They're playing Mario Cart and they are screaming till their lungs out man! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Sports day tomorrow. No lesson woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;And I seriously don't like the new principal, he's damn budget. -.-&lt;br /&gt;I was super tired during Biology lesson, and during that 2 periods Miss Vani covered one whole chapter omg. Now I'm afraid that I won't understand. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagged by Elisha.&lt;br /&gt;1: Besides your lips , where is your favourite spot to get kissed?&lt;br /&gt;Huh? Lol Idk.&lt;br /&gt;2: How did you feel when you woke up this morning?&lt;br /&gt;Damn freaking tired. I wanted to sleep in more.&lt;br /&gt;3: Who was the last person you took a photo with?&lt;br /&gt;Errrr. Monday, either with Valentino or Venia or An Qi.&lt;br /&gt;4: Would you consider yourself to be spoiled?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe so.&lt;br /&gt;5: Would you ever donate blood?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I might.&lt;br /&gt;6: Have you ever had a best friend who was of the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Like, quite a lot I think?&lt;br /&gt;7: Do you want someone dead?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;8:What does your last text message say?&lt;br /&gt;Eh personal lar.&lt;br /&gt;9:What are you thinking of right now?&lt;br /&gt;Many many things.&lt;br /&gt;10: Do you wish someone was with you right now?&lt;br /&gt;Hell yeah yes.&lt;br /&gt;11: What time did you go to sleep last night?&lt;br /&gt;Errrrrrr. 10.30pm?&lt;br /&gt;12: Where did you buy the T-shirt you are wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;I got it for free. Somehow. It's from HLC camp.&lt;br /&gt;13: Is someone on your mind right now?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmm yeah, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;14: Who was the last person to text you?&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 people tagged to do this quiz:&lt;br /&gt;1. Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;2. Ruby&lt;br /&gt;3. Arshad&lt;br /&gt;4. Jun Rong&lt;br /&gt;5. Shi Yun&lt;br /&gt;6. Lynette&lt;br /&gt;7. Derrick&lt;br /&gt;8. Siang Yee&lt;br /&gt;9. Edeline&lt;br /&gt;10. Wayne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15: Who is 2 having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;(Ruby) ME! Hahahahaha. Or maybe.... heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;16: Is 3 a male or a female?&lt;br /&gt;(Arshad) Male.&lt;br /&gt;17: If 7 and 10 get together will that be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;(Derrick, Wayne) Then they're gays woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;18: What is Number 1 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;(Cheryl) Triple Science.&lt;br /&gt;20: Is Number 4 single?&lt;br /&gt;(Jun Rong) Should be...?&lt;br /&gt;21: Say something about Number 2.&lt;br /&gt;(Ruby) She's my good friend...and she's really nice. (Ha Ruby, your show and tell!)&lt;br /&gt;22: What do you think about Number 3 and 6 being together?&lt;br /&gt;(Arshad, Lynette) Errrrrr, whoops. :/&lt;br /&gt;23: Describe Number 9.&lt;br /&gt;(Edeline) My beloved ex-section mate, and one of the 1st french hornist I got to know when I was sec 1. She's really nice, really. People say that we two look alike hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;24: What will you do if Number 6 and 7 fight?&lt;br /&gt;(Lynette, Derrick) Eh? Will happen one meh?&lt;br /&gt;25: Do you like Number 8?&lt;br /&gt;(Siang Yee) I totally love her man! My laobu leh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-824068788130166944?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/824068788130166944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/02/11-quiz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/824068788130166944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/824068788130166944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/02/11-quiz.html' title='11/ Quiz.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-1002678938109411504</id><published>2009-02-18T20:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T20:50:02.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10/  Photos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZv_MSa4D8I/AAAAAAAAB9o/iRt7MI4T48k/s1600-h/Picture+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZv_MSa4D8I/AAAAAAAAB9o/iRt7MI4T48k/s200/Picture+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304113572726968258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this at some restaurant at Bugis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZv_MgIboHI/AAAAAAAAB9w/ehsmA3TgDfM/s1600-h/Picture+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZv_MgIboHI/AAAAAAAAB9w/ehsmA3TgDfM/s200/Picture+064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304113576407703666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZv_MFobaBI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/OOhaF0UiryA/s1600-h/Picture+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZv_MFobaBI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/OOhaF0UiryA/s200/Picture+062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304113569294149650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First night practice, also last day of Chinese New Year. Nice moon eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZv_MRku30I/AAAAAAAAB9g/jJlf-FqdjI4/s1600-h/Picture+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZv_MRku30I/AAAAAAAAB9g/jJlf-FqdjI4/s200/Picture+050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304113572499873602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family gathering (Reuben's birthday celebration)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZv_Lz0QHPI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/kYs3v5IsZKM/s1600-h/Picture+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZv_Lz0QHPI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/kYs3v5IsZKM/s200/Picture+078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304113564511902962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it--Loo Loo's phone! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HLC Investiture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZwAGvqIfBI/AAAAAAAAB94/YlvpxS7VeUc/s1600-h/Picture+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZwAGvqIfBI/AAAAAAAAB94/YlvpxS7VeUc/s200/Picture+067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304114577008000018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZwAG-z5CGI/AAAAAAAAB-I/OIOzawRgq4c/s1600-h/Picture+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZwAG-z5CGI/AAAAAAAAB-I/OIOzawRgq4c/s200/Picture+069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304114581075462242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZwBFVlDJfI/AAAAAAAAB-w/mF3slQh0POs/s1600-h/Picture+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZwBFVlDJfI/AAAAAAAAB-w/mF3slQh0POs/s200/Picture+076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304115652339115506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZwBFss8ZgI/AAAAAAAAB-4/-OH2jtoRTb0/s1600-h/Picture+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZwBFss8ZgI/AAAAAAAAB-4/-OH2jtoRTb0/s200/Picture+082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304115658546243074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZwAHCEhidI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/TecJo00lHUQ/s1600-h/Picture+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZwAHCEhidI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/TecJo00lHUQ/s200/Picture+070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304114581950532050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZwBFDqRlUI/AAAAAAAAB-g/tesE52xxL_g/s1600-h/Picture+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZwBFDqRlUI/AAAAAAAAB-g/tesE52xxL_g/s200/Picture+074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304115647529194818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZwBFVnw0mI/AAAAAAAAB-o/ARW87244ARw/s1600-h/Picture+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZwBFVnw0mI/AAAAAAAAB-o/ARW87244ARw/s200/Picture+075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304115652350497378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be smiling.&lt;br /&gt;But maybe, I'm not truly smiling my days through.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, I am trying to look okay. Just to tell people not to worry about me.&lt;br /&gt;However some day, I can't put on a strong front in front of people anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am sick and tired telling people over and over again that I'm having insufficient rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I'm not emo, I'm just really tired.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna sleep early today. Not earlier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-1002678938109411504?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/1002678938109411504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/02/10-photos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/1002678938109411504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/1002678938109411504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/02/10-photos.html' title='10/  Photos.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZv_MSa4D8I/AAAAAAAAB9o/iRt7MI4T48k/s72-c/Picture+044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-2175704021210484872</id><published>2009-02-17T21:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T22:04:04.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9/  Long Week.</title><content type='html'>Be prepared for a long post.&lt;br /&gt;Global warming ah! Can feel the heat already man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start from Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;After band went to play ball. Then went makan and Jun Rong bought curiser woohoo. So drank and left for church.&lt;br /&gt;It was Vday special and we had games. It was really encouraging to see so many newcomers on that day. Got to know some people because majority of my group was newcomers. (:&lt;br /&gt;Ah there was one game when the guys have to apply makeup for the girls. Yeah and Gavin...didn't really did a good job? Hahahaha. The girls have to style the guys hair. Well I personally think that I didn't do a very bad job. Haha I saw guys with really screwed hairstyles, like tons of hair gel and hair spray.&lt;br /&gt;Indian Poker! Hahah Danial was really suay. Out of the 3 games we played, he kana twice. He always got the smallest card within our group, then the last game it was the highest kana so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Went to eat dinner after BAY. And Sherman was teaching me POA, but I didn't really understand the whole double entry thing. Arghhhh so irritating not to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Went church for service; didn't go for sunday school. Instead I went home to do chores because there was horn gathering.&lt;br /&gt;The gathering was fun. Playing Wii was fun, especially boxing. Seriously that was the longest boxing match I had ever played, and it was really tiring. Playing badmintion, like real badminton. Had fun. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Gathering was awesome except the fact that there was a lot of food left behind, and I did so much chores to the extent that I can like konk out anytime.&lt;br /&gt;And I feel guilty of what happened to Siang Yee and Siang Joo. Sorry man. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZrCUiXeOlI/AAAAAAAAB9A/3YY43pO2mhg/s1600-h/Picture+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZrCUiXeOlI/AAAAAAAAB9A/3YY43pO2mhg/s200/Picture+080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303765169260608082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those names on the picture wrote this at my whiteboard at home lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Was a really tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;Prefect and HLC investiture. Left class after recess for rehearsal. See video, walk in, dance dance. Go change to blazer etc etc. People were complaining that it was really hot haha. But after some time it was okay for me, gotten used to it already. Took pictures before the actual investiture started, had investiture. Went canteen for refreshments. An Qi and I got to know Canberra Secondary's student leaders--Valentino and Venia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZrAkfq-zGI/AAAAAAAAB8o/h6ywYdtOldA/s1600-h/Picture+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZrAkfq-zGI/AAAAAAAAB8o/h6ywYdtOldA/s200/Picture+071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303763244391779426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZrAkc1Ol-I/AAAAAAAAB8w/LU_3jU8cZ1Q/s1600-h/Picture+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZrAkc1Ol-I/AAAAAAAAB8w/LU_3jU8cZ1Q/s200/Picture+066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303763243629451234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZrAk2X8blI/AAAAAAAAB84/-swlfKeEVaM/s1600-h/Picture+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZrAk2X8blI/AAAAAAAAB84/-swlfKeEVaM/s200/Picture+083.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303763250485947986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing really cool is that Valentino looks and behaves really like Qing Xiang man. Very high etc etc. Just that Valentino talks more.&lt;br /&gt;So brought them around the school, talked talked talked. They soon left and I was playing Wii in the youth corner.&lt;br /&gt;Owned Chun Fai in Tennis haha. And then after that was playing bowling with Ming Kang, Xavier and Faltul(?). Completed playing bowling at 5.2opm and went to fall in for night practice at 5.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;Night practice, went makan. Reached home at around 10+pm, went to sleep at 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today.&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated Mr Lim's birthday. Somehow, someway.&lt;br /&gt;After school went to chiong to Hougang Point to buy cake for Mr Lim with Jerrick and Charmaine. Then came back, stoned at band store, 'guarding' the cake and waiting for Mr Lim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZrCU79REhI/AAAAAAAAB9I/Dn9SWYLQzn0/s1600-h/Picture+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZrCU79REhI/AAAAAAAAB9I/Dn9SWYLQzn0/s200/Picture+079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303765176130015762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. After band went to cute the cake. Omg it looked really, disgusting because I cut until very small, thinking that the 1 kg cake wasn't enough for 50+ people. But at the end, a lot of people didn't want the cake so there were extras. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired, and I'm afraid that I'll be late for school like last week LOL. Because today if it wasn't my sister who woke me up at 6.40am, what happened last week would happen again haha.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm gonna sleep early, or rather earlier.&lt;br /&gt;Will upload the photos when I get online, and I think it's tomorrow or Thursday because I usually will use the computer more often on those 2 days. There's quite a lot of upload haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-2175704021210484872?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/2175704021210484872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/02/9-long-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/2175704021210484872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/2175704021210484872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/02/9-long-week.html' title='9/  Long Week.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SZrCUiXeOlI/AAAAAAAAB9A/3YY43pO2mhg/s72-c/Picture+080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-7974058534499783311</id><published>2009-02-11T20:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T21:59:05.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8/ Screwed.</title><content type='html'>This week is...super tiring.&lt;br /&gt;For the past 2 days I have been waking up at 7am when school starts at 7.30am. LOL. On Tuesday is because I was really tired from night practice the night before so I didn't hear the alarm clock. Today is because my alarm rang at only 7am, and I don't know why. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flunked CA1. Though I only failed one subject, but only one A1, the rest Bs and Cs already.&lt;br /&gt;I am utterly disappointed in my 3 sciences. Really thought that I could do way better.&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry because of stupid mistakes; Physics because of the damn micro screw gauge; Biology because of...the water potential thing, and MCQs, should had got full marks for that.&lt;br /&gt;Math as usual, F9 lol. Chinese got C5, 29.5/50. @!%#$^@&amp;amp;$@ English so-so; I passed. POA no distinction. 1 more mark to A2! D:&lt;br /&gt;But shocking thing is that I topped in my class for Social Studies, for the Geography class that is. And I didn't really study for SS. Like I just memorised the 4 guiding principles and just used my own thoughts to elaborate on the 4 points and that's about it. And source-based questions, I didn't study for ERP at all, if not I would had got full marks for it. -.- I got 19/25 woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really thank God for leading me through this CA1. And though I'm only satisfied with my SS results and am really disappointed with the rest. I thank God for letting me wake up and realise that I can't last minute study anymore, I have to be consistently studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday had night practice.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday had rehearsal at SCH for SYF.&lt;br /&gt;Today had Prefects and HLC investiture rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;Friday have band and investiture rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday have band and church! (I'm super determined to go for BAY this Saturday)&lt;br /&gt;Sunday have church and horn gathering! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy week, but the weekend is fun. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-7974058534499783311?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/7974058534499783311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/02/8-screwed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/7974058534499783311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/7974058534499783311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/02/8-screwed.html' title='8/ Screwed.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-529377587266515119</id><published>2009-02-07T16:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T21:57:01.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7/</title><content type='html'>Everyone's getting eye bags.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's getting sick.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not an exception, unfortunately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-529377587266515119?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/529377587266515119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/02/7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/529377587266515119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/529377587266515119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/02/7.html' title='7/'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-8283390697354173117</id><published>2009-02-06T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T21:26:56.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6/ Fail?!?</title><content type='html'>Band was cold today. I felt that the room was especially cold today, and I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;Night practices coming soon, in fact next Monday. Wonder how I would survive with it, because last year I was kinda dying during/before/after night practices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afraid that I will fail Biology.&lt;br /&gt;3 FAILURES IN MY CLASS. Afraid that I'm one of the 3 :/&lt;br /&gt;POA paper today, and there's this question that asks us to calculate the captial. Then I forgot and I just anyhow add some number. Then after the paper I forgot about the accounting equation which is the correct answer.&lt;br /&gt;!#!$#@^$%&amp;amp;^*($  2.5 marks gone already. -.- I want A1 for POA lorrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M GOING OBS WOOHOO. My mum has signed the formmmmmmm!&lt;br /&gt;Not next week's one dummy, June's OBS. The HLC one. :D&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, next week my class is going to be quite empty. People going for OBS haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-8283390697354173117?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/8283390697354173117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/02/6-fail.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/8283390697354173117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/8283390697354173117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/02/6-fail.html' title='6/ Fail?!?'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-856215691096120616</id><published>2009-02-05T20:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T20:42:44.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5/  Broke.</title><content type='html'>Human error sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Physics last question was acceleration, and I went to put ms(-1) instead of ms(-2)! Gah it suckssuckssuckssuckssucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling broke now.&lt;br /&gt;Spent on David Archuleta's album, earpiece, Twilight, 4 notebooks, contact lenses!&lt;br /&gt;Gosh that total cost me around...$150?&lt;br /&gt;Big hole in my pocket ahhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway thanks Sean and Yi Sheng for accompanying me. I think I was quite fast buying everything except for the notebooks. According to Yi Sheng, I spent 1 hour there choosing the notebooks. :/ But seriously ah, the notebooks that I want is out of stock or the papers inside are not white. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, not confident that I'll do well in CA1.&lt;br /&gt;Band tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Tutor is finally coming on Saturday, after he went overseas for one month. Yay. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-856215691096120616?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/856215691096120616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/02/5-broke.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/856215691096120616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/856215691096120616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/02/5-broke.html' title='5/  Broke.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-7189414008171549747</id><published>2009-02-04T20:19:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T21:05:21.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4/  David Archuleta--cute!</title><content type='html'>Screw yesterday's papers. And today's ones as well.&lt;br /&gt;English, Social Studies and Biology, what the..?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. English was okay. I studied for Biology and only went through the 4 guiding principles for Social Studies, but I think I did better for SS than Biology. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Bye AEM. I don't think that I can even pass my Biology paper(though it was super easy but I forgot everything when I did the paper), much more say that to get top 20 among the 3 classes to go for the course. And 3E1 had 100% passes?!?! No more AEM course for meeeeee. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Today was Chinese and Maths. Usual answers--Chinese was okay; I totally screwed up Math.&lt;br /&gt;Heck about them, it's already over. Now for Physics and Chemistry tomorrow, and POA on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago I was saying how cute he is. You know the Red Cliff II post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SYmNb9gGrZI/AAAAAAAAB8g/9wResveEVZY/s1600-h/RedCliff1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SYmNb9gGrZI/AAAAAAAAB8g/9wResveEVZY/s200/RedCliff1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298921948083301778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT BUT NOW.&lt;br /&gt;I THINK DAVID ARCHULETA IS CUTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SYmNDtr5hNI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/_i3J8y9kaXA/s1600-h/david-archuleta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SYmNDtr5hNI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/_i3J8y9kaXA/s320/david-archuleta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298921531520943314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm listening to his songs over and over again! His vocals are woohoo! (Like of course lar, American Idol's 1st runner up.)&lt;br /&gt;Eh not that I'm slow, I always think that he's damn cute okay! Is just that now I'm getting more into it lol.&lt;br /&gt;Though I'm not the type of person who spends money on original CDs. But! I'm soooo going to buy his album tomorrow! So can listen to his songs and see his face everydayyy.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh I sound despo. Seriously, I'm okay okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, study Physics and Chemistry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-7189414008171549747?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/7189414008171549747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/02/4-david-archuleta-cute.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/7189414008171549747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/7189414008171549747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/02/4-david-archuleta-cute.html' title='4/  David Archuleta--cute!'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xlFZJWFsDB0/SYmNb9gGrZI/AAAAAAAAB8g/9wResveEVZY/s72-c/RedCliff1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-2773047164770974061</id><published>2009-02-02T22:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T22:14:35.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3/  CA1.</title><content type='html'>CA1 commences tomorrow :/&lt;br /&gt;I am super effing darn worried for tomorrow's papers!&lt;br /&gt;English, Social Studies and Biology tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know anything about Social Studies. Didn't listen to Miss Neo's class at all.&lt;br /&gt;Biology I think I've memorised the not-so-important things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn it darn it darn it darn it!&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. It's just CA1. I paid attention in Biology. Social Studies people say don't really need to study. At most I'll feel that I'm at loss during the 2 papers excluding English.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;s&gt;think&lt;/s&gt; don't think I can make it.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want 35 for my L1R5 again, just like last year's CA1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-2773047164770974061?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/2773047164770974061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/02/3-ca1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/2773047164770974061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/2773047164770974061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/02/3-ca1.html' title='3/  CA1.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-8572033459748263516</id><published>2009-02-01T20:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T21:15:32.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2/  Sunday school.</title><content type='html'>For the first time, I miss Uncle Authur's sunday school lessons. :/&lt;br /&gt;Though sometimes it gets a little bit dry, but I still miss it.&lt;br /&gt;Today's worship session was good. (:&lt;br /&gt;And congratulations to Ivin and Joyce for baby Josiah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday's about to be over, Monday is coming again.&lt;br /&gt;CA1 starts this week, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Guess I won't be online that often again.&lt;br /&gt;And darn it my eye is twitching. For days already. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hungry I run to You&lt;br /&gt;For I know You satisfy&lt;br /&gt;I am empty&lt;br /&gt;But I know Your love does not run dry&lt;br /&gt;So I'll wait for You&lt;br /&gt;And so I'll wait for You&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-8572033459748263516?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/8572033459748263516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/02/2-sunday-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/8572033459748263516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/8572033459748263516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/02/2-sunday-school.html' title='2/  Sunday school.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276899320226350416.post-2562128217857075450</id><published>2009-01-31T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:09:16.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1/  Construction.</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;Blog's currently under construction. Like I'm removing my posts, changing my skin and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My somehow new blog will be up by today.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, completed.&lt;br /&gt;Though I still have some parts which I'm not satisfied with, but I'm really tired to change it now.&lt;br /&gt;It's 11.08pm and I have to wake up early tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276899320226350416-2562128217857075450?l=wiinsome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/feeds/2562128217857075450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/01/1-construction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/2562128217857075450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276899320226350416/posts/default/2562128217857075450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wiinsome.blogspot.com/2009/01/1-construction.html' title='1/  Construction.'/><author><name>winsome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02594788573429510893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
