<?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-8869441</id><updated>2011-11-21T16:18:01.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tat Chern</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>480</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-5621461997910032686</id><published>2008-04-11T22:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T23:00:16.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moved</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Officially gone. Moved to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ipodarshawn.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;http://ipodarshawn.livejournal.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;see you there. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Byebye blogger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-5621461997910032686?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/feeds/5621461997910032686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8869441&amp;postID=5621461997910032686&amp;isPopup=true' title='38 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/5621461997910032686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/5621461997910032686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2008/04/moved.html' title='Moved'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>38</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-8522543683351612561</id><published>2008-04-08T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T22:16:44.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mess</title><content type='html'>Napfa was completely screwed up. I didn't manage a single pull-up. And I swear I swore a million times after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh sigh. Things have really not been going my way. Or maybe this single event is just messing up my thoughts. I start to realise I haven't been doing well in my tests and ccas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to learn some failure management, don't I? I'm pretty sure I'll be fine in a few days, it's just the temporary frustration and disappointment that I get when I'm at home and bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is probably the down-est moment of the week and here I am, mourning and ranting to myself, in my own room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously am in need of a good night sleep.&lt;br /&gt;And Life sucks, for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-8522543683351612561?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/feeds/8522543683351612561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8869441&amp;postID=8522543683351612561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/8522543683351612561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/8522543683351612561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2008/04/mess.html' title='Mess'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8869441.post-6177381585654198893</id><published>2008-04-06T23:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T23:26:43.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Advertisement (No Commission)</title><content type='html'>My friend, Rasyidah, got me to help her advertise her Blog Book Shop!&lt;br /&gt;So please visit this website for a range of books that you can purchase from her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guarantee 100% Scam-less. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lovelybooks.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;http://www.lovelybooks.wordpress.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-6177381585654198893?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/feeds/6177381585654198893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8869441&amp;postID=6177381585654198893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/6177381585654198893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/6177381585654198893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2008/04/advertisement-no-commission.html' title='Advertisement (No Commission)'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8869441.post-3003029084191737816</id><published>2008-04-05T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T22:18:25.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>April fool.</title><content type='html'>It's APRIL! yay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April fools' day was a school declared holiday for us, so got a good rest + sim training for me. Serene tried to trick me the way I tricked her last year. Haha failed of course. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of stuff happening over the week, and I barely have the time to blog. Sometimes I just wanna blog but every time I open the blog page, my thoughts just get knocked out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yesterday was probably the most hectic day of all. After school, I had to rush down to YFC for my flight, which was really really well done. My best so far. ^.^ Then, had to return to school for Volley camp. It was good training but of course tiring, plus the super weird-timed "ice breakers" with the J1 girls. So in the end, we only got to sleep at 2+, after everyone ate their super late supper (Macs). Today morning, thanks to Jerwin, we managed to get an extra hour of rest. And I really think that was important cause the training after that was pretty draining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm just plain exhausted and don't even feeling like doing anything. Just wanna listen to some music and snooze off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's back to studying tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;PI,physics,syfc,math.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-3003029084191737816?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/feeds/3003029084191737816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8869441&amp;postID=3003029084191737816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/3003029084191737816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/3003029084191737816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2008/04/april-fool.html' title='April fool.'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8869441.post-2542938315329991829</id><published>2008-03-27T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T22:34:35.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vibrance...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes it's just plain interesting sitting, or stoning, in the canteen and observing others' behavior. Ok, I know I sound like some pervert or something but seriously, it's a good way to kill off some of the extra time that you might have after you eat, or waiting for the next lecture to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. after a long week since the last time I posted something, I'm alone at home with Dad. The ladies are enjoying their time at Shanghai now, leaving me to wake up myself, wash the clothes myself and settle almost everything myself. Luckily Dad's pretty good at chores too. So ironing, which I'm darn bad at, is more or less settled by him. Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Council results are out and sadly, but expectedly, I didn't make it to the campaigning stage. The initial disappointment and the subsequent regret is inevitable but well, I can only blame it on my stupidity. It's a long story. But nonetheless, good luck to all who're running! Esp. Sadikin, Leonard, Dawn, Cheryl, Tammy! My votes go to you people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my "First" sleeping experience after school hours happened today. I don't think I ever slept after school, IN school. Today, I just conked out in the library. I was so tired I didn't want to wake up. This is the result of overworking and not having enough rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Sim training goes well tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Off to mug more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-2542938315329991829?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/feeds/2542938315329991829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8869441&amp;postID=2542938315329991829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/2542938315329991829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/2542938315329991829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2008/03/vibrance.html' title='Vibrance...'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8869441.post-7556408673097928298</id><published>2008-03-18T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T22:56:30.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Quarter.</title><content type='html'>So term 1 flew past, and we're already at term2. As shiaoyen said, it's pretty scary to see how fast time actually passes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's been alright. Still trying to re-adjust my sleeping time, school-time and of course, Volley and SYFC. I kinda dreaded training yesterday and indeed, it did turn out to be one of the hiong-est trainings thus far. And it continues tomorrow.. there's always this sense of fear, or maybe lack of confidence is a more appropriate expression, everytime I do sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;kia kia ah..&lt;/em&gt;" That's what my friends say. I guess so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Physics test is coming up very soon but I just can't really seem to get all the formulas and concepts into my head. I never excelled in Physics, not even in Sec 1 and 2. I've been trying, trying to recall and hopefully on thursday, Lady Luck will smile on me and allow me to ace the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;我们成对成双　学会勇敢,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;在世途上一起成长...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-7556408673097928298?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/feeds/7556408673097928298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8869441&amp;postID=7556408673097928298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/7556408673097928298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/7556408673097928298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2008/03/2nd-quarter.html' title='2nd Quarter.'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8869441.post-939054850385246598</id><published>2008-03-14T17:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T18:44:37.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doubts</title><content type='html'>After a gruelling busy 2 days, I can finally take a break at home and get my mind back in action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the past 2 days (wed and thurs) have been 2 really fun days at Lionel's chalet. Lots of people went and it was just a blast with overnight mahjong, taboo, bowling, pool, tennis and BBQ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good in a way, since we seldom meet up after JC life began. The people around and the life we have now in JC just doesn't seem to permit that. And it's pretty sad, because I really wonder when the next time we all get together and have fun, go crazy, like how we did back then during the Secondary school times, will be. It'll probably be a long wait from now. But in anyway, I absolutely enjoyed myself, so thanks Lionel for the chalet~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I would have stayed for a night more, if not for the flight I got scheduled this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't as pleasant as I wished it would have been. Apart from the strict instructor I had, it was a pretty rough ride up in the air. All that motion sickness up there almost got me throwing up in the plane. Luckily I could keep IT in the body and thank god the plane landed in time. Otherwise, I can't even imagine what a scene it would have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm glad I've cleared my first sortie, after getting cancelled twice in a row. At least, I'm not lagging behind now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the flight, as I was trying to control the vomit, I was having doubts on whether I should even continue this flight programme. It's seriously tough and I wonder if I even have the ability to continue under such pressure and to bear with the motion sickness till the very end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's bugging me, pretty much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-939054850385246598?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/feeds/939054850385246598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8869441&amp;postID=939054850385246598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/939054850385246598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/939054850385246598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2008/03/doubts.html' title='Doubts'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8869441.post-981406983260655960</id><published>2008-03-06T13:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T13:19:21.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rescheduled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I GOT RESCHEDULED!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;~OFF TO SYFC~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-981406983260655960?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/feeds/981406983260655960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8869441&amp;postID=981406983260655960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/981406983260655960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/981406983260655960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2008/03/rescheduled.html' title='Rescheduled'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8869441.post-5829002573648297847</id><published>2008-03-06T09:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T10:30:53.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Term Break!</title><content type='html'>While every other student is having lessons now, RJC students are freed from all tortures of studies. Yep, thanks to RafflesCommunityLeadersForum, we all get a 2-day break which also means we ended our term yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, how wonderful it is. I had Math and Econs test yesterday. Math went pretty okay, excluding 1 or 2 possible careless mistakes. But Econs was just horrendous la.. I couldn't get my mind to think out of the article, so I screwed up the 6-mark part of the question. People say the first Econs test is meant for everyone to fail. Well, I'm just hoping to fail well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, training has been pretty good. My third one thus far, and it was pretty bearable. Except, my thigh muscles have been hurting and it doesn't seem to get better despite the stretching. But that aside, I'm pretty frustrated at how I'm not getting the hang of setting and serving. It's quite annoying and demoralizing as well. Gah, I hope and better improve, or else I might just get booted out of the cca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I could've been at YFC now, having my Simulator Training 2, but instructor just had to be sick, so too bad, I just have to pray that they'll assign me again tomorrow. I musn't lag behind!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, maybe it's a good thing cus the weather is just perfect for a sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How nice to finally have a long break. Lots of stuff planned for nxt week, can't wait for them to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-5829002573648297847?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/feeds/5829002573648297847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8869441&amp;postID=5829002573648297847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/5829002573648297847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/5829002573648297847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2008/03/term-break.html' title='Term Break!'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8869441.post-4179813112603045940</id><published>2008-02-26T21:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T21:53:54.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet a new beginning.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R8QW2MdSSEI/AAAAAAAACK4/TI0blIgjda0/s1600-h/022508+New+batch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171283392440977474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R8QW2MdSSEI/AAAAAAAACK4/TI0blIgjda0/s320/022508+New+batch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 09S05B - V2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yep, so we have 2 new people in our class, SKYLARK11!!! and Nicholas. They're cool people, and I think our class is just gonna be oh-so much more perfect! Though the gender ratio seems to be slightly off-balanced, but I still love the class as ever and rock on S05B!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ANYWAY, 5B also won the finals of the TRAFBUCHET challenge organized by the Physics Department. We defeated 6E with the superb powers of my group's trebuchet, "Lee Suan". We shot the deciding ball(?) and whooped 6E's ass. 250 dollars worth of vouchers to spend, but still no idea what to spend it on. Mr. Chong suggested TYS? Right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;New timetable is finally out as well, now with 2 additional periods of PW. We haven't had any yet, but I'm srsly looking forward to it. In fact, there's nothing much to be worried about because I'm fine with doing anyone.. There aren't really much changes to our timetable, in fact, it got a bit worse, since fridays don't end at 12.30pm anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Excluding class matters, today was also the IHC One Earth Green Race. Thanks to a small mistake, we landed ourselves 2nd overall, losing by a mere 4points to BW. So overall, we're behind BW by 1 point. I hope HH emerges champion at the end of this year. Still, well done to Jessica, Nicola, Arathi and Yi Tyng, we did really well and at least we had fun, that's most important eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't really feel like doing anything tonight, or I don't have much to do, except to study? But I'm already pretty tired so I doubt there's gonna be much productive work happening today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Looking forward to school tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Can't wait for time to fly, and for me to wake up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-4179813112603045940?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/feeds/4179813112603045940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8869441&amp;postID=4179813112603045940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/4179813112603045940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/4179813112603045940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2008/02/yet-new-beginning.html' title='Yet a new beginning.'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R8QW2MdSSEI/AAAAAAAACK4/TI0blIgjda0/s72-c/022508+New+batch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-6065657681722371444</id><published>2008-02-23T15:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T15:38:34.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skylark</title><content type='html'>Thankfully, mentors for the mentoring session didn't come and so we were dismissed as early as 10.30am, though I left a lil later at 11 plus. YFC's been quite in the way and time consuming, considering the amount of homework and the number of tests I have coming my way in the next 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past week has been eventful. We finally welcomed in the 2nd batch of J1s, and then Orientation, which was a good time for our OG to be together again and of course, Dramafeste. Speaking of DF, I can safely say, HH can definitely secure either a 1st or 2nd this year, and I'm glad because last year's one was quite bad. Still, great job to each and every performer! Good stuff there Sadikin, Nabil, Anish, Denyse, Miffie, Bryan, it was a great night for my yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, and I caught &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Juno&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yesterday too! It was darn awesome. Sadly it's NC16, and I kinda know why. The sexual connotations were too strong for younger people in Singapore. I heard it was given 4.5 stars and I second it all the way man. You should catch it if you're of age, highly recommended! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, we're finally gonna finalise our class. So it's crossed fingers for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's Skylark16, off to do some homework. Good Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-6065657681722371444?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/feeds/6065657681722371444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8869441&amp;postID=6065657681722371444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/6065657681722371444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/6065657681722371444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2008/02/skylark.html' title='Skylark'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8869441.post-8049562311563846019</id><published>2008-02-12T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T21:20:45.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pulling through.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm supposed to be revising my econs and doing my econs tutorial but I'm seriously just too tired to even work another brain cell of mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, Chinese New Year was pretty good. Despite my grandma's death, I still managed to collect a decent amount of Angpow money so I'm delighted. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tuesdays are always horrible days, simply because we have 7 periods and of which, 5 are back to back and it can get quite tough sometimes. Ending off with PE didn't really help much. But still, Civics was great today. We had the "Lou-Hei" session at the canteen and my, was it the wildest and messiest I've ever seen. We had people standing on tables and chairs just to get the "hei" as high as they could. It was definitely very fun and bonding and maybe that's why I love my class so much. A great bunch of people with mixed personalities to make school life all the more exciting and happening. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Following that, we had this very unique Valentine's Day Gift Exchange Draw-lots session. Basically, Cheryl thought of this idea of having gift exchanges on V-day since we almost have an equal number of guys and girls. [15 girls, 13 guys]. Yep, and so the plan was to get the guys to pick randomly from a bag of names, a girl and vice versa for the girls, and then to get a small token of friendship and present it to whoever they've picked on V-day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've already gotten my gift. It's a small thing, hopefully the girl doesn't mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The rest of the day was pretty mundane, but with the class, nothing is impossible, really.&lt;br /&gt;Right now my eyes are just sore to the max and I seriously need eye-mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, mom brought back some food. Off to my energy source!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R7GbqMdSSDI/AAAAAAAACKQ/IEC3Im0YKqU/s1600-h/021208+louhei.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166081396771538994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R7GbqMdSSDI/AAAAAAAACKQ/IEC3Im0YKqU/s320/021208+louhei.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;09S05B! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[almost all]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-8049562311563846019?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/feeds/8049562311563846019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8869441&amp;postID=8049562311563846019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/8049562311563846019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/8049562311563846019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2008/02/pulling-through.html' title='Pulling through.'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R7GbqMdSSDI/AAAAAAAACKQ/IEC3Im0YKqU/s72-c/021208+louhei.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-8857532984123931562</id><published>2008-02-06T17:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T17:40:56.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>除夕</title><content type='html'>This year's CNY eve is definitely somewhat different. In the past, we used to go to 婆婆家 to have our reunion dinner. But since her death last year, this year's reunion dinner got limited to just the immediate family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, it's pretty cool. It's the first time our family is having steamboat at home! The soup base, the raw food and all have been prepared and we're just waiting for dinner time to be here before we start to stuff ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even so, I'm not having the CNY feel. I'm not at all excited, not very happy or anything. It feels like any other normal day. Ok maybe I should feel a lil more happy since I'll be getting angpows tomorrow. But until then, I'm gonna spend my CNY eve watching tv and prolly lazing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, this holiday came pretty appropriately. After a month of intensity and adapting, it's finally a long break for all of us. It's been darn tiring, and as much as I wanna be back in school, I think it'll be better for us, or at least me, to recharge before returning. Sadly, we still have homework and that sucks. Doing homework during a festive season, that doesn't equate AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ala, nothing but the steamboat dinner is in my mind and I think it's gonna be good, if only my 大姐was still in SG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Chinese New Year all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-8857532984123931562?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/8857532984123931562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/8857532984123931562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post_06.html' title='除夕'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-5084447975617275475</id><published>2008-01-27T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T00:41:45.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in RJC.</title><content type='html'>It's been a mere 4 weeks into school but it just seemed to pass like it never did. I think last year this time, I'd be grunting and complaining about school life. Right now, ironically, with all the work and stress piling up, I'm enjoying school life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all the failures in CCAtrials, i.e. canoeing and wushu, I'm still up and going. :) YFC, however, hasn't been giving me much of a good time with boring lessons and heavy lectures day after day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, I've managed to drop my japanese, and have taken up China Studies in English. I know people are quite against me dropping, considering the 4 years I've spent doing the language but honestly, the teacher is a bore and it sucks to be studying in such a dead and boring environment for 2 years. It's gonna be unproductive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY.... on yet another note, life's been good. Class's been great, very very great. I can safely and honestly say, I L.O.V.E. my class. They're such a great bunch, despite all the naughtiness and craziness. Sadly, there's a very high chance that people are gonna go out and new people coming in. I hope that doesn't happen. My class is already good enough, we don't need any extras!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently there's already quite a bit of work to do, so I'm off to read more CSE notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep on giving your all my friends. I know for some of you it's getting quite tough, but bear with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-5084447975617275475?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/5084447975617275475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/5084447975617275475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2008/01/life-in-rjc.html' title='Life in RJC.'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-7527408926292362100</id><published>2008-01-19T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T20:42:15.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have only one thing to say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hadley&lt;/span&gt;Hullett &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt;Hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Come down to drown your sorrows away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hhrulez.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;http://hhrulez.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; for more details!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-7527408926292362100?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/7527408926292362100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/7527408926292362100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2008/01/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-7695056630875410099</id><published>2008-01-09T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T19:56:45.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new year, a new life.</title><content type='html'>I know what you guys are thinking. And this blog is NOT dead. I'm just on a short hiatus. There's practically just too many things to do these few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientation just ended on monday and it was just splendid. Hadley-Hullett won the Orientation part for Interhouse Championships (yay). And HH01, you guys are just great man!! I'm very happy to have such an enthu group as my OG. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes started yesterday and I got to know my class slightly better today. All this get-to-know-new-people thing is quite tiring, I realise, and very frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCA feste. I missed it, for the interview at youth flying club. The woman said she'll call Serene and I tomorrow at 10am. I hope we both get in! And I signed up for Canoeing and Jap Cultural Club too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm STILL FINE! STILL KICKING ALIVE. I'm gonna be pretty inactive these few weeks! So.... be patient people. Meanwhile,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rock on &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;H01&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;S05B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-7695056630875410099?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/7695056630875410099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/7695056630875410099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year-new-life.html' title='A new year, a new life.'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-8314061643317897921</id><published>2007-12-30T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T20:12:38.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 of Kyuushuu</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;As promised, photos! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Our first stop was this place called DaiKanBo. Some observatory park on a mountain and we could see the big city of ASO below. So pics!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d827S0hzI/AAAAAAAACJo/PpK5lNXRGIE/s1600-h/IMG_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149721981992863538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d827S0hzI/AAAAAAAACJo/PpK5lNXRGIE/s200/IMG_0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d83LS0h0I/AAAAAAAACJw/Z8M-KL3OzBM/s1600-h/IMG_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149721986287830850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d83LS0h0I/AAAAAAAACJw/Z8M-KL3OzBM/s200/IMG_0003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d83rS0h1I/AAAAAAAACJ4/3BHPtpGvj84/s1600-h/IMG_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149721994877765458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d83rS0h1I/AAAAAAAACJ4/3BHPtpGvj84/s200/IMG_0009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d837S0h2I/AAAAAAAACKA/WbyQiW9BdJg/s1600-h/IMG_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149721999172732770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d837S0h2I/AAAAAAAACKA/WbyQiW9BdJg/s200/IMG_0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first group photo! (and what is the woman on the left doing)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d84bS0h3I/AAAAAAAACKI/A6yIpS4IFfk/s1600-h/IMG_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149722007762667378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d84bS0h3I/AAAAAAAACKI/A6yIpS4IFfk/s200/IMG_0016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the scenery!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then came El Patio Ranch, where we ate this very cool BBQ and also horse riding and some local ice-cream!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d7VbS0huI/AAAAAAAACJA/k5m5bdH39VU/s1600-h/IMG_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149720306955618018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d7VbS0huI/AAAAAAAACJA/k5m5bdH39VU/s200/IMG_0031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d7V7S0hvI/AAAAAAAACJI/2HNgEtR-hxQ/s1600-h/IMG_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149720315545552626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d7V7S0hvI/AAAAAAAACJI/2HNgEtR-hxQ/s200/IMG_0028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d7WbS0hwI/AAAAAAAACJQ/vmeX_DL1Cnk/s1600-h/IMG_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149720324135487234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d7WbS0hwI/AAAAAAAACJQ/vmeX_DL1Cnk/s200/IMG_0029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d7XLS0hyI/AAAAAAAACJg/vuGvLyNXmJo/s1600-h/IMG_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149720337020389154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d7XLS0hyI/AAAAAAAACJg/vuGvLyNXmJo/s200/IMG_0025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d7W7S0hxI/AAAAAAAACJY/bxpwHcysPXQ/s1600-h/IMG_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149720332725421842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d7W7S0hxI/AAAAAAAACJY/bxpwHcysPXQ/s200/IMG_0022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first ever horse ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Aso Shrine next. The oldest i think, in Japan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d5zbS0hpI/AAAAAAAACIY/sEC32Bb4-Og/s1600-h/IMG_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149718623328437906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d5zbS0hpI/AAAAAAAACIY/sEC32Bb4-Og/s200/IMG_0035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d5z7S0hqI/AAAAAAAACIg/a2FirfFYzcg/s1600-h/IMG_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149718631918372514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d5z7S0hqI/AAAAAAAACIg/a2FirfFYzcg/s200/IMG_0034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d50rS0hrI/AAAAAAAACIo/MDQ7n90tKvc/s1600-h/IMG_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149718644803274418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d50rS0hrI/AAAAAAAACIo/MDQ7n90tKvc/s200/IMG_0032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d51bS0hsI/AAAAAAAACIw/Bg5Xt_Ih6a8/s1600-h/IMG_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149718657688176322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d51bS0hsI/AAAAAAAACIw/Bg5Xt_Ih6a8/s200/IMG_0038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d517S0htI/AAAAAAAACI4/Cfj4jRzttSs/s1600-h/IMG_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149718666278110930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d517S0htI/AAAAAAAACI4/Cfj4jRzttSs/s200/IMG_0041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Streets of Aso (so different from Tokyo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d4I7S0hkI/AAAAAAAACHw/XVi1VDZpw08/s1600-h/IMG_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149716793672369730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d4I7S0hkI/AAAAAAAACHw/XVi1VDZpw08/s200/IMG_0058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d4JbS0hlI/AAAAAAAACH4/oYylSdgwsoQ/s1600-h/IMG_0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149716802262304338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d4JbS0hlI/AAAAAAAACH4/oYylSdgwsoQ/s200/IMG_0054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was where we stayed for the first night! And the first time we had our traditional hot bath, NAKED. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d4KbS0hnI/AAAAAAAACII/9YZc2w4B0eI/s1600-h/IMG_0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149716819442173554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d4KbS0hnI/AAAAAAAACII/9YZc2w4B0eI/s200/IMG_0051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d4J7S0hmI/AAAAAAAACIA/b4tZ-i1dtRU/s1600-h/IMG_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149716810852238946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d4J7S0hmI/AAAAAAAACIA/b4tZ-i1dtRU/s200/IMG_0048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d4KrS0hoI/AAAAAAAACIQ/cLop-nr-UEE/s1600-h/IMG_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149716823737140866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d4KrS0hoI/AAAAAAAACIQ/cLop-nr-UEE/s200/IMG_0053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we stayed in houses like these. Cute eh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Haha ok. More coming up in the next week/month/year. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-8314061643317897921?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/8314061643317897921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/8314061643317897921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/12/day-1-of-kyuushuu.html' title='Day 1 of Kyuushuu'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/R3d827S0hzI/AAAAAAAACJo/PpK5lNXRGIE/s72-c/IMG_0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-2159631770115432402</id><published>2007-12-25T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T16:34:51.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoho Christmas.</title><content type='html'>I guess it's going to be yet another lonely christmas for me.&lt;br /&gt;Sisters are out. One at Paris, one celebrating with her friends.&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad are going to aunt's house to chalk up some crowd since her daughter is getting married tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still thought we could have pizza for dinner together. It'll probably be me and my computer and tv sharing the pizza later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I finally got my Cable Modem problem fixed. I changed the modem to the new one, together with the new digital set up box, yesterday and the new modem didn't really work for me until just a few minutes ago when the Customer Service guy assisted me. The new modem doesn't really make a difference (to me), but we're renewing under some promotion so we'll be paying about 15 bucks less every month for 2 years. That's pretty worth it, considering how much of a heavy internet user my sisters and I are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I swear I haven't forgotten about the photos. I just need some prescription for my laziness and also, more photos to make the soon-to-be-done post ready. :D   &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;no joke!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well in any case, whether you're spending the Christmas alone or with your loved ones or with people you don't really want to be with,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you all, a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Merry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cherish this day for it comes only once a year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-2159631770115432402?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/2159631770115432402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/2159631770115432402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/12/hoho-christmas.html' title='Hoho Christmas.'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-5715462912475984955</id><published>2007-12-21T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T19:40:43.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KyuuShuu!</title><content type='html'>I'm finallly back from the amazing place, 九州!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the pictures are with Zhuoyang and Shentong so... there'll have to be some waiting for the pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, the update will come soon as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing's for sure, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;熊本was great!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-5715462912475984955?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/5715462912475984955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/5715462912475984955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/12/kyuushuu.html' title='KyuuShuu!'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-5759634462708547497</id><published>2007-12-13T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T12:44:35.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BORED</title><content type='html'>As you can see from the title, this post is just purely out of boredom. I'm pretty much alone. Mom's out, Sis just came back from frankfurt and she's sleeping so IT'S DARN QUIET AT HOME NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I'll be going out for shopping later. I need some basic winter clothing at least, for my Japan trip this saturday. I'm actually quite worried. I haven't packed my bag and I might just freeze over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, earlier on this week, I was spending my time selling uniforms at Chua Chu Kang Secondary. It was probably the worst experience. Firstly, their toilets are very far away and smelly. Then they gave us a very small room, smallest thus far, to sell our stuff so it was just damn crammed. And, there are millions of mosquitoes there thanks to the huge number of plants around. No wonder that area was quarantined for a while during the Dengue fever period. Oh and, they only have one single dustbin in the entire school (since it's the holidays). So after our meals, we'll have to walk all the way to the other end to throw our stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, business was bad. We sold very few pieces. So most of the time, I was just trying to kill some time and praying for time to pass as quick as it could. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm slated to go down to Siglap for 6 days after I return from my trip. D:&lt;br /&gt;Come on $$$!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-5759634462708547497?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/5759634462708547497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/5759634462708547497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/12/bored.html' title='BORED'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-8786346539987841182</id><published>2007-12-08T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T21:16:12.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain falling..</title><content type='html'>The rain just keeps pouring huh? A very very wet week indeed. Thankfully, it didn't rain that heavily today, and did stop by afternoon so my plans weren't foiled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I keep harping on the fact that it's 3 more weeks to the new year and the new academic year. Honestly, I'm very excited. Maybe because I'm not sure what to expect in this upcoming year, in this new life and all, and perhaps this mystery is keeping me all so hyped up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the flipside, I can pretty much expect more stress, and more exhaustion next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I still have 3 more weeks to enjoy. Come to think of it, it's pretty short. Of the 3 weeks left, 5 will be for Japan, 10 for work, so I'm just left with about 6 days left for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the so called "days for myself" are still days where I just stone in front of the computer until night time, when the TV shows I like start airing and I just keep watching until it's time to sleep. BORING LIFE man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, what's most frustrating is the fact that I haven't made plans for this Christmas, which is pretty saddening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-8786346539987841182?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/8786346539987841182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/8786346539987841182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/12/rain-falling.html' title='Rain falling..'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-8049099305393672153</id><published>2007-12-02T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T23:02:45.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nihon!</title><content type='html'>Right well, these few days have been very filled as well. Work, Cousin's 21st birthday, and tests. There're just so many things on the calendar, such that, we're already into the month of December. A month of holidays, just gone like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, I remember I mentioned how much I wanted the new year to come, how much I wanted to start JC life, but now, it seems so fast that I wished it could just slow down for just a small bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, today was my Japanese Language Proficiency Test (Level 2) and it was just crazy. One, I couldn't find my way and I had to run like a mad dog to eventually reach it. Two, the paper was darn difficult, especially Listening. Most of the time, I was hoping for some keywords to be read, but before I knew it, they were already reading out the options and I was just there, blank. In the end, I had to guess alot of them, so I'm just hoping luck is on my side and help me pass this test I barely prepared for. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I only started studying at 9.30pm yesterday).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misery seeks company and it made me feel better knowing my other friends suffered the same fate as I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, it was dinner with the taiko gang at PS after that, well at least a few of them. Huiying and Gabriel didn't join us for dinner so it was just Xinying, Jeaness and Aline, and me eating at Pizza Hut. It was very enjoyable and it's been quite a while since I've met them so yea, felt pretty happy just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm just feeling very nua.. Don't feel like working tomorrow but instead just feel like rotting my time away tomorrow. The wind's getting stronger, weather's getting cooler, such a time for all that sleep I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is coming!&lt;br /&gt;Japan trip is coming!&lt;br /&gt;This december is gonna be oh so wonderful. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-8049099305393672153?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/8049099305393672153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/8049099305393672153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/12/nihon.html' title='Nihon!'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-4337315989664521466</id><published>2007-11-29T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T22:35:35.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update.</title><content type='html'>Mom's in a pretty good shape. The fact that she could cause some trouble with the nurses yesterday proves something huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, work's been quite good as well, except for the boring moments where there are just no customers and nothing to do at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to cousin's house for overnight mahjong and work at 9am tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I hope the coffee at Cartel works its magic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-4337315989664521466?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/4337315989664521466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/4337315989664521466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/11/update.html' title='Update.'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-2583067075797199672</id><published>2007-11-25T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T22:43:46.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminisce</title><content type='html'>Recently, I've been catching up with my primary school friends, and I'm really glad to find out that they're all doing very well. Well, at least most are. The rest are either doing fine, or are just troubled over certain stuff, stuff that most of us haven't been through yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very nice talking to them, though we might not be as close as we used to be. I felt really comfortable, and somehow, some part of this buried childhood is surfacing. Afterall, they were the ones who helped me form all these young memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really enjoyed talking to them. Nina, Navin, Arun, Sheena, Lauren and all...&lt;br /&gt;There's so much to say.. but I'm glad we're still keeping in touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you all soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-2583067075797199672?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/2583067075797199672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/2583067075797199672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/11/reminisce.html' title='Reminisce'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-2266953633413858464</id><published>2007-11-21T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T21:02:35.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A white lie.</title><content type='html'>I managed to salvage the situation and reduce the damage of something that happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Remember Sadikin, it's a secret. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway work at Balestier Hill Primary School wasn't too bad. It wasn't any of the orientation days so we had only about 10 people purchasing. The rest of the time was just pure chatting and watching movies on the Ipod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what you call, sit around and wait for money to roll in.&lt;br /&gt;And it's gonna be another similar day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, the nights have been pretty boring. Apart from waiting for time to pass, and perhaps chatting with a few friends, I haven't been doing much. I don't play computer games, I only listen to music, watch a bit of tv there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should just be thankful for the time I'm having, for it may not last very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, it's off to the television to kill some time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-2266953633413858464?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/2266953633413858464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/2266953633413858464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/11/white-lie.html' title='A white lie.'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-1685240890564516691</id><published>2007-11-20T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T21:45:46.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Day</title><content type='html'>The rain today came pretty appropriately. It was just so warm and thankfully, down the rain came and cooled the world that's warming up slowly second by second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT luckily, it did not foil my plan. The rain stopped just a lil' later, but still early enough for me to have my run. This time, I'm happy. Just managed to break the 30minute mark, and I'm glad for that. Running again this Sunday with JK, and of course more to come in December with Sadikin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, We're already in the 20th day of November, so technically, we have only about a month and 2 weeks left? Time really flies quickly! I really didn't expect it to do so. Perhaps it's all the work and fun. But I can safely say I've spent every minute of my holidays meaningfully, and for that, I'm feeling contented, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy with working at Bibi and Baba. Apparently, I'm assigned to a few schools on various dates. So at least, I have a tad bit of time for myself. Yea, the pay is a little low, at only $4/hour but somehow, it doesn't bother me that much. It's not so much a grave matter. And it is because of the job, time passes just slightly faster than usual. So it's like, fast forward to alot of things - My Japan trip, RJC, Dad's return and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;CHARLIE ANDREWS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;EDEN MCCAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; IS DEAD IN HEROES.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the spoiler but... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I AM VERY SAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-1685240890564516691?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/1685240890564516691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/1685240890564516691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/11/rainy-day.html' title='Rainy Day'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-3284973809587089910</id><published>2007-11-18T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T19:47:24.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red-hot</title><content type='html'>I'm officially a 1-star Kayaker! Haha, I'm pretty excited now, over all the kayaking stuff. Can't wait to go for my 2-star course, and eventually my 3-star course. I think all these kayaking is really fun and tell you what, I love capsizing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just back then, we had this moment we had nothing to do, so all 8 members spreaded out and on the count of 3, all of us just went down into the water, and that was followed by all the tough rescuing. &lt;strong&gt;ANDREA LIM&lt;/strong&gt;, you are mad. Stop trying to capsize me!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was what I've been busy with these 2 days. The course was held over a long 2 days from 10am - 5pm and right now, I just wanna sleep. All that sunblock did work, and I only have this small little red patch on my face and on my thighs. The rest, all fine. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I did realise I have been MIA for an entire week, but hey, I had my reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the start of the week, it was Tennis at Jul's with the 4A people, which I quite enjoyed myself. :x And on tuesday, I was baking with my sister. The cookies were terrible but THE CAKE WAS freakin' AWESOME. :) I'm proud of my sister and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On wed, I was out with the Taiwan gang. 1 long year since we've known each other and hey, we're still pretty much close to each other despite the long stretch. It was a day full of fun la, and see, crazy YeWei and gang has already planned some 3D2N trip on a cruise. I wanna go!! But I wonder what my mom's reaction will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Thurs and Fri, I was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WORKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at this Asian Breast Conference thingy as an Usher/Receptionist/Mover/Tour Guide. Hahah, it was a mixture of jobs la but it was a good experience. The job was quite relaxed and fun too. It was a full 2 day from 7am to 5.30pm. By the time I got home, I was just CMI already. Too bad it's over already. (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was really easy cash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really gonna zonk out soon. And I still have uniform sales at AMK Primary tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OFF TO REST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-3284973809587089910?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/3284973809587089910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/3284973809587089910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/11/red-hot.html' title='Red-hot'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-2226206131099145530</id><published>2007-11-10T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T23:03:11.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swedish Delight</title><content type='html'>Just returned home from some shopping and eating at the Sweden of Singapore, Ikea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was supposed to be a shop-for-a-fan night for my sis, but we ended up buying a lot of other stuff. Mom got herself a lamp, Sis got herself some photo frames and I got myself a &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIME GREEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; bath towel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while since I've been to Ikea. This time, it was pretty fun, even the food was quite good. I got myself the signature Swedish Meatballs (which I found ordinary), and Poached Salmon. Now, that salmon was good. My stomach was feeling quite queasy after the run with my sister before the Ikea trip. In fact, it still is. Wonder what's churning in my stomach right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another run with Jinkai tomorrow, I pray things will turn out fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-2226206131099145530?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/2226206131099145530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/2226206131099145530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/11/swedish-delight.html' title='Swedish Delight'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-441431902180430604</id><published>2007-11-08T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T20:57:06.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awaiting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e76826a3cfdc7769" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De76826a3cfdc7769%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331269459%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D60494DDE5B527D4DBA5B4FDC7414F609AB7B6F79.629CAB45534B9AF71326EB4A4824A2557083BC94%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De76826a3cfdc7769%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcplGAjnjA4nUv4y4XvHcux4o4xM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De76826a3cfdc7769%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331269459%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D60494DDE5B527D4DBA5B4FDC7414F609AB7B6F79.629CAB45534B9AF71326EB4A4824A2557083BC94%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De76826a3cfdc7769%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcplGAjnjA4nUv4y4XvHcux4o4xM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Haha. Thanks alot Bao Rong. Anyway this is part of what took place on Grad Night. There was this game called "So you think you can dance with a teacher". So in order, to get Mrs. Ong on stage, I &lt;em&gt;kindly &lt;/em&gt;and&lt;em&gt; crazily&lt;/em&gt; volunteered. And there we have it. Honestly, it was my first time doing such a dance so it was pretty awkward for me. But nevertheless, it was fun! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It's the third night since that night and I'm still feeling pretty lost and empty. These past few days, I've been doing nothing much. It was just naps here, and clearing-ups there and probably just always awaiting for something eventful to happen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We're going back to school tomorrow to get our Academic Progress Report, for the last time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I wonder what kind of feeling I'll have when I step into RI again. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leech class of '07 where your treasure is, there will your heart be also said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we are not ri students&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;leech class of '07 where your treasure is, there will your heart be also said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we are visitors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-441431902180430604?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e76826a3cfdc7769&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/441431902180430604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/441431902180430604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/11/awaiting.html' title='Awaiting...'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-8135017364828568645</id><published>2007-11-07T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T01:42:36.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stage 4.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;I thought it was very appropriate to have "Metamorphosis: Stage 4" as our theme for the Graduation Dinner. It complements our Sec1 Orientation theme and gave our 4-year journey a very wonderful ending. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RzCdHVBEN2I/AAAAAAAACHI/2-zBCIF6yug/s1600-h/IMG_5136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129772724801255266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RzCdHVBEN2I/AAAAAAAACHI/2-zBCIF6yug/s320/IMG_5136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It really seemed like a dream. Everything just went past so quickly I couldn't believe it was all over when it really did end at 12. Perhaps because everyone was so hyped up yesterday, I, too, was influenced somehow, and just went oh so high. Right after the dinner, after all the photo-takings, it was off to Marina South for some midnight bowling with Ned, Bryan, Nabil, Sadikin, Kar Liang, Alaric and alot more others. It was just such a crazy night out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The feeling of walking on the road past midnight, when there are no cars, no one else but us, was just fantastic. At some point then, I was praying hard time would just stop for us to enjoy THE night. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RzCdF1BENyI/AAAAAAAACGo/Dzc2EOPsZlg/s1600-h/IMG_5097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129772699031451426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RzCdF1BENyI/AAAAAAAACGo/Dzc2EOPsZlg/s320/IMG_5097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RzCdG1BEN0I/AAAAAAAACG4/MsiXGU4kltc/s1600-h/IMG_5105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129772716211320642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RzCdG1BEN0I/AAAAAAAACG4/MsiXGU4kltc/s320/IMG_5105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RzCdGlBENzI/AAAAAAAACGw/g94usSlvJWk/s1600-h/IMG_5138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129772711916353330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RzCdGlBENzI/AAAAAAAACGw/g94usSlvJWk/s320/IMG_5138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RzCdHFBEN1I/AAAAAAAACHA/k1mAkmhWePU/s1600-h/IMG_5144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129772720506287954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RzCdHFBEN1I/AAAAAAAACHA/k1mAkmhWePU/s320/IMG_5144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Tonight, I'm just feeling real empty and lost inside. I mean, it's for real. No more getting ready to go to RI, to enter that familiar class of mine, to face my wonderful classmates, to face all the lovely teachers. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;4A. It's been a great 2 years with you all. To be honest, at the beginning, I was just so reluctant to step into the class, especially in Sec 3. I dread all that was to happen in class - all the trouble, the noise, the craziness. Perhaps, I didn't know you guys well enough. That was when all that comparisons started coming in, about how certain classes were better than my own and stuff. It was just so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know, I'm SO thankful and glad that I gave everyone, including myself a chance to interact and at last, we got to know each other so much better. I was included in most of the various small cliques - the muggers, the dark league-ers, the pool-ers and what have you. During those moments I spent with these groups, I can safely say that I felt very very close and it really began to feel like how a CLASS should be like. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Remember the times you guys invited me to pool at cuppage?&lt;br /&gt;The times we ate lunch as a big group at RJ's canteen?&lt;br /&gt;The times we just sat around in class to talk?&lt;br /&gt;The times the most impossible group was formed to do the SS doc?&lt;br /&gt;The times we got together at Sentosa, Class Chalet?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It may have been a short one year, but I remember all these few yet meaningful times spent with each and every single one of you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I don't care what others say about our class. What matters most is that we stay bonded and keep our strong friendship going forever. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You guys made my life extraordinary and what more can I say but, Thank you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RzCdcVBEN3I/AAAAAAAACHQ/8zWGFuirEOc/s1600-h/IMG_5096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129773085578508146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RzCdcVBEN3I/AAAAAAAACHQ/8zWGFuirEOc/s400/IMG_5096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember all Rafflesians of Class 2007, our next meeting is on 2 Nov 2017, at the Albert Hong Hall.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-8135017364828568645?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/8135017364828568645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/8135017364828568645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/11/stage-4.html' title='Stage 4.'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RzCdHVBEN2I/AAAAAAAACHI/2-zBCIF6yug/s72-c/IMG_5136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-5304673995040343877</id><published>2007-11-04T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T00:24:40.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AAAA.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Four A.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Right now, at this very moment,&lt;br /&gt;amidst all the rain, amidst all the bottled frustration, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I realise,&lt;br /&gt;All I want with me is &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my class&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Ry3xylBENxI/AAAAAAAACGg/bLvIiXm1D8c/s1600-h/4A+sentosa+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129021401877198610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Ry3xylBENxI/AAAAAAAACGg/bLvIiXm1D8c/s320/4A+sentosa+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's all about you, 4A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-5304673995040343877?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/5304673995040343877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/5304673995040343877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/11/aaaa.html' title='AAAA.'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Ry3xylBENxI/AAAAAAAACGg/bLvIiXm1D8c/s72-c/4A+sentosa+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-2112038236803790155</id><published>2007-11-02T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T20:01:03.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>High School Never Ends</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Our last week of school. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It just seemed so fast, this entire week. Probably because of the major events I was involved in, namely the Chinese Olevels, and RE Congress. I think it was at least well, quite good to have them preventing me from thinking too much about graduation. But the day eventually arrived, and here we are, the Graduated Class of 2007.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You know, this morning when I woke up, and as I showered and changed into my uniform, I started thinking about how that was the last time I'll be doing this before heading to RI. And even on the mrt, the bus, walking to school, my mind was just filled with recollections of the past, of these very special 4 years. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;They were all scenes of school life. Like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how I used to sleep in Mrs. Hope Chan's lessons while she droned on and on about lord of the flies,&lt;br /&gt;how we used to laugh at Mr. Andrew Lim's grammatical mistakes,&lt;br /&gt;how we used to give each other faces when Mr. Teo Chai Yaw played us classical music during bio,&lt;br /&gt;how Miss Sim used to scream at us for every single thing,&lt;br /&gt;how Mrs. Yau Pooi Har used to fake heartache and telling us that we're the worst class,&lt;br /&gt;how Mr. Chandru struggled to keep the class quiet,&lt;br /&gt;how Mrs. Albar made us all stand on tables and chairs,&lt;br /&gt;how Miss Huang Yu Ting screamed till her blood vessels protruded on her face while teaching us physics,&lt;br /&gt;how we laugh at Mr. Koh Siak Peng's jokes,&lt;br /&gt;how Mrs. D' Cruz shares with us all her life stories,&lt;br /&gt;how Miss Kristie Chen lectured us,&lt;br /&gt;how Mrs. Ong went on and on about "that's mean"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course,&lt;br /&gt;how we rebelled so much during Miss Cai Ying Hua's lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go on and on.. so much memories of class-times, and even outside-class. Times spent with RIGE members, Judo trainings, RIPB late nights, RE Group mates or just chilling out and hanging out with friends at the canteen, at J8 Macs, or as we walk along the corridors of our alma matar. Ironically, I can't really remember all that I've learnt in the classes. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I entered school in high spirits, trying to observe as much as I can, trying to feel the school as much as I can, for the last time as an RI-an. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Soon came flag-raising and I just took everything so seriously and I thought the rest of the sec4s did as well. The volume which they sang at was exceptionally louder, and even for the pledge, it was all clearer. I guess everyone's trying to do something right, maybe for once, at least, on this very last day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Back at class, we had all the final talks and games. Some played frisbee, some played balloons and the rest were just talking.. I wasn't involved in any, just looking and observing and framing all these images firmly in my mind. I must admit I wasn't a super active member of 4A. In fact, I was always the one who stops people from changing in class, playing overboard, and feeling irritated by their utmost naughtiness. But at the end of the day, no matter what others say, no matter how much better other classes might seem, I love 4A and thank you guys for the memories. I'm very glad to have known all you buddies. Ivan, Tingyang, Juls, Cheeyang, Zhihe, Eugene, Jonny, Jongan, LEECH, Foolai, Baorong, Jason, and everyone else, I am really quite regretting how much I should have been pesky and naughty and rebellious, well, that's if I don't have a label on myself. Nevertheless, I'm still meeting them this Sunday, and I really will make the best of it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Ryr3hVBENtI/AAAAAAAACGA/FQsLalVYiKQ/s1600-h/IMG_4906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128183277664089810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Ryr3hVBENtI/AAAAAAAACGA/FQsLalVYiKQ/s320/IMG_4906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We only had about 1 hour in class and then it was all quiet and clear. Goodbye my class, the place that holds a thousand and more memories for all of us. Project room truance, paper aeroplanes, frisbee, screaming and shoutings. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Ryr3h1BENuI/AAAAAAAACGI/aeRxeww_CPw/s1600-h/IMG_4907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128183286254024418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Ryr3h1BENuI/AAAAAAAACGI/aeRxeww_CPw/s320/IMG_4907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And as we closed the door, it's goodbye forever, 4A`o7.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Ryr051BENoI/AAAAAAAACFY/VhhRM6VJUNQ/s1600-h/IMG_4914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128180400036001410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Ryr051BENoI/AAAAAAAACFY/VhhRM6VJUNQ/s200/IMG_4914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;On the way to the hall, I looked around and felt a tinge of sadness. The clocktower, such a significant structure for all Rafflesians. I looked at it and it was just undescripable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Ryr3iVBENwI/AAAAAAAACGY/iS3lNC2BDU0/s1600-h/IMG_4955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128183294843959042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Ryr3iVBENwI/AAAAAAAACGY/iS3lNC2BDU0/s320/IMG_4955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The ceremony began very soon. And although some of the speeches were boring, I especially enjoyed Mr. Low and Jiawei's speech. They were very entertaining and heartwrenching. Mr. Low's one just made it even harder for me to say goodbye to all. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Ryr081BENpI/AAAAAAAACFg/ACy4IGNGP64/s1600-h/IMG_4916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128180451575608978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Ryr081BENpI/AAAAAAAACFg/ACy4IGNGP64/s200/IMG_4916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Ryr091BENrI/AAAAAAAACFw/nppL3GTYjr4/s1600-h/IMG_4975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128180468755478194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Ryr091BENrI/AAAAAAAACFw/nppL3GTYjr4/s200/IMG_4975.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Ryr0-VBENsI/AAAAAAAACF4/RLOlEGzROhw/s1600-h/IMG_4981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128180477345412802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Ryr0-VBENsI/AAAAAAAACF4/RLOlEGzROhw/s200/IMG_4981.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And after the ceremony, all the singing of batch song, institution anthem, cheering, it was just photo taking madness. My sec1s! My class! My family! I'm so glad they were there to support me. Especially my sec ones, I'm very touched by the way they treated me despite such a long time. I'm very sorry I did neglect you for some time. I was actually quite busy, but haha, I insist that that is not a good excuse so SORRY! And my family! I'm so glad they came, only quite disappointed my beloved 大姐couldn't turn up. Still, their support helped me pull through these 4 tough years and all I want to say is, thank you my beloved ones.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It's such a bittersweet feeling. On one hand you're so glad to leave the school and are able to move on to a perhaps, much more interesting institution, but at the same time, you don't want to leave all that's been with you for such a long time. It's like your chemical bonding.. No wonder they call it "Chemistry" when you clique with people. I guess it's the bonding they're referring to. Hahah.Okok, enough of the academics but really, right now, I'm feeling exactly what Mr. Low said, "I think when you go home tonight, you'll feel a sense of loss." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Indeed, I am. I'm not sure what's coming my way, I fear things will turn out badly. It's scary to even think about it. I guess, for now, all we can do is to keep your friends close, and.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Ryr3iFBENvI/AAAAAAAACGQ/xrAS2yq0kwI/s1600-h/IMG_4951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128183290548991730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Ryr3iFBENvI/AAAAAAAACGQ/xrAS2yq0kwI/s320/IMG_4951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the picture says it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Farewell, RI. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-2112038236803790155?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/2112038236803790155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/2112038236803790155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/11/high-school-never-ends.html' title='High School Never Ends'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Ryr3hVBENtI/AAAAAAAACGA/FQsLalVYiKQ/s72-c/IMG_4906.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-6024107034341573625</id><published>2007-10-27T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T23:40:17.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weemotions</title><content type='html'>Week emotions. Tons of them! This week seems so much special than any other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to get my gradnite outfit yesterday that totaled up to some really horrifying sum and that's why, sorry sadikin! xD you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it and it's all sponsored by my dad! And it's yet another day well spent with dear ol' sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for today, I was intending to do some hardcore Chinese mugging and prepare for HMT Os. Not that I actually am super bothered by it but I think it's always good to do your best in everything! I'm hoping to get an A2. Then again, I'm highly unmotivated to study. So much notes on compo and I really doubt I can remember every single point for the different cases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my dad came back today! Finally, after 30 over days. I'm glad he's back. I can discuss all wit' him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that matriculation.. I've been discussing with friends and I'm quite certain what I wanna take for next year. And the discussions are making me looking forward to RJ so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can't wait. But at the same time, so much to leave behind in RI...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-6024107034341573625?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/6024107034341573625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/6024107034341573625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/10/weemotions.html' title='Weemotions'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-5346453433102453265</id><published>2007-10-25T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T22:09:23.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BA BE BOO.</title><content type='html'>Erghhhhhh, I'm feeling so stupid right now. Someone slap me, hard on the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I was at this super very informal interview for a part time job just in the afternoon and the guy was asking me how much I want for my pay. My sister worked there before and told me that the pay is $5/hour, so I thought it should be fixed BUT I can't believe I went to say, "ANY AMOUNT IS FINE." Oh my, did I just not kill myself. I just pray they don't exploit me. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's making me feel very uncomfortable inside. I just need to do this.&lt;br /&gt;FREAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bishbambompasdfoaiwrofwadjowaoifrekaingsashsoholaeahowcudinbiebnaijsotstupid!!!!&lt;br /&gt;K, I'm going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR. Ok besides all these, I finally got to register for my 1-star kayaking course yesterday and sponsored by my sister again! Hohoho. I'm too spoilt already, which explains my search for a job this holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE Os, JLPT Level 2, JOB SCAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;THIS IS MADNESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-5346453433102453265?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/5346453433102453265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/5346453433102453265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/10/ba-be-boo.html' title='BA BE BOO.'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-7286166656854185239</id><published>2007-10-22T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T22:10:23.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk in the Sun...</title><content type='html'>Some people are making me worried and scared. I hope you're fine despite all the happiness and cheerfulness shown on the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we all got back most of our papers today and it definitely wasn't too pleasant for many. I got a very comforting score and I'm glad that I can make my dad proud, make him happy to know that I've achieved fine results despite his absence during that period of time. But honestly, I'm not over the moon or something, in fact, I'm quite affected by my friends showing sadness, disappointment and I really do sympathize with them. Frankly, I can strongly relate to how they feel. Last year, I did very very badly for my CT2, including a failure for Chemistry and many other Bs and B+s for other subjects. I remember it was just a wee bit of depression going on but soon later, time really did heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it does for my other good friends. Don't brood over too much yea? It's part and parcel of life and it'll only make you nothing more but a stronger person. I know all you have been strong and are all wondering if the commitments are the reasons why this happens. Trust me, I never regretted taking up all these commitments, and the blame should never be on the commitments. I'm not trying to say you've not worked hard enough or what, just saying that, it's not a SIN to hold on to many commitments. As I told a good friend of mine, "At the end of the day, people will remember you as the one who led your team, your organisation to success, not someone who did badly for EOYs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEER UP. &lt;em&gt;even if you already are.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've got a long way to go. And remember, no matter what happens, there'll always be a friend here you can turn to and count on in times of trouble or unhappiness. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more papers to go. My 2 worst fears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-7286166656854185239?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/7286166656854185239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/7286166656854185239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/10/walk-in-sun.html' title='Walk in the Sun...'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-7728472582436633942</id><published>2007-10-21T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T22:35:44.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;I feel super duper lazy. Almost didn't want to type out this post today but after reading Ryan's post, I realised I do have stuff to say to people from HR too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RxtaJciuwiI/AAAAAAAACD4/tjzFN9-d0O4/s1600-h/PA190575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123788119391257122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RxtaJciuwiI/AAAAAAAACD4/tjzFN9-d0O4/s200/PA190575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RxtaKsiuwkI/AAAAAAAACEI/KCJqB-RKHiA/s1600-h/PA190588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123788140866093634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RxtaKsiuwkI/AAAAAAAACEI/KCJqB-RKHiA/s200/PA190588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;First up, the Heads of HR of course. What can I say.. Law is just great as a head. HR is doing great under his charge and though we only got to know each other better this year, I'm glad we're all good friends now! AND STOP PRETENDING YOU'RE NOT A CAMWHORE. x) &lt;p align="left"&gt;And to Sadikin, you ah.. hahah BEST FRIENDS FOREVER!! I can't believe how much we've been through together. All the kayaking, gossiping, lunches, really, I enjoyed myself very much during those moments. I cherish our friendship alot and you can bet on that. xD  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123788136571126322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RxtaKciuwjI/AAAAAAAACEA/X95acxRdVOE/s200/PA190586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;BRYAN CHIA!! Another best friend of mine. You're just such a kind person and never fail to make me laugh and cheer up. All our chatting and tennis, they're all locked up in my memory. Thanks for being such a great friend man.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And Gregory! You're always so quiet. Must stand out more alright! I know you'll do great in HR nxt year. I'm awaiting your appointment as HR head ah.. Show them who you truly are. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Actually, I had a chriskwan photo, but I accidentally deleted it and am too lazy to add it again. But anyhow, CHRIS, though we were never best of friends, you've been fun and oh so entertaining and I enjoyed the company with you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rxta88iuwpI/AAAAAAAACEw/JhknCBWesI0/s1600-h/h204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123789004154520210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rxta88iuwpI/AAAAAAAACEw/JhknCBWesI0/s200/h204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Finally, how can I forget the one who organised this Seoul Garden outing that burnt everyone's pocket, Ryan! Honestly, you've been like this crazy younger brother of mine and although you are quite 欠扁 and 欠揍, I'm very glad to have you as a friend. Thanks alot for allowing me to be an unofficial part of HR and being a great caring bro too. Remember ah, I'm always there to get cakes for you. xD I'm sure to miss you after I move on to RJ. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RxtaMciuwmI/AAAAAAAACEY/X31TByXme7A/s1600-h/PA190562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123788170930864738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RxtaMciuwmI/AAAAAAAACEY/X31TByXme7A/s200/PA190562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rxta88iuwoI/AAAAAAAACEo/0gdVcm3Zk1Y/s1600-h/PA190569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123789004154520194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rxta88iuwoI/AAAAAAAACEo/0gdVcm3Zk1Y/s200/PA190569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rxta8ciuwnI/AAAAAAAACEg/8c3AsqBgvhY/s1600-h/h243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123788995564585586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rxta8ciuwnI/AAAAAAAACEg/8c3AsqBgvhY/s200/h243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;HR! Although I was never officially part of them, I'm grateful that they invited me to their farewell and kangjie, very happy to receive that certificate. How I wished I was an official member, but nevertheless, I can truly say that HR is the most happening department and my favourite one as well. :D I'm gonna miss everyone in HR`07. Somehow, I know things are gonna be different in HR next year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Still, to the new batch of HR, esp. Kangjie and Theodore, the new heads, I wish you all the best of luck and all the best! Keep in touch everyone!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah, I'm feeling quite emo thinking about the fact that I'm leaving RI and every good friend soon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;But I guess I'm still feeling mostly nervous about tomorrow's judgement day.&lt;br /&gt;We're getting back results tomorrow!! Very worried and tired too, from all the running today...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I hope things will turn out well and end my last year on a good high note.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-7728472582436633942?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/7728472582436633942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/7728472582436633942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/10/say-goodbye.html' title='Say Goodbye'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RxtaJciuwiI/AAAAAAAACD4/tjzFN9-d0O4/s72-c/PA190575.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-8406167448755723840</id><published>2007-10-20T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T22:51:49.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wimbledon</title><content type='html'>School wasn't too bad afterall. Lots of talks and performances. But they were all pretty un-memorable. In fact, I can only remember the talk by the RJC Dean, the scholarships ones and pretty much it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, there were more exciting things that took place - HR Farewell and Wimbledon @&lt;br /&gt;Springbloom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan's actually expecting some big post with pictures but I'm just too worn out. SO sorry, I'm just gonna start with the not-so-long ones, i.e. tennis at bryan's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, yesterday, I went to apply for the youth flying club with Serene and I feel accomplished. Haha, it really does sound strict and not easy to get in. The woman made it sound so tough and everything, telling us that we even had to pon school when necessary. But that was fine, the worst thing is she spammed us with at least 20 pieces of application forms and told us to advertise to our friends, sounding like she was short of members. So ALL YOU out there, if you wanna join, get the form from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was told to go to some super ulu STMS at the paya lebar air base for my check up. The checkup was indeed different from our normal ones. The various tests were more thorough. Like the eye test, besides just being able to see things far away, they also test whether your eye can see close things. So now, all I gotta do, is to PRAY that I don't receive a postcard from them. If I do, means my health is not good enough to do this YFC thing and I won't be able to join.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, anyway after that, it was straight to Bryan's for tennis with Alaric, Ned and Bryan. It was very fun. In fact, it was the most enjoyable experience. We played from 9.45 all the way till 2.30pm. Alaric is mad already. He kept insisting on playing and we just kept playing and playing although Bryan and I were supposed to stop at around 1 pm. Now, I'm all sunburnt and arms and legs are actually quite sore. PLUS, I'm super duper tired. Eyes ready to close anytime. Still, after so many times, my tennis skills are as weak as ever, and still not grasping the trick to backhand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after tennis, we sat down by the lovely swimming pool and started chatting about a lot of stuff. I think we sat there for an entire hour, discussing school stuff, personal stuff. It was just all fun there. No wonder I love going to Bryan's house. Can't wait for the next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop was Nabil's house for his Hari Raya party. I was very very tired already by the time we were there, so all I did was to keep quiet and observed my surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god Bryan did not insist on going to Ikea. I would just crumble in front of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I think I should go rest now. AND MORE TO COME TOMORROW, when I regain my energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep---------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-8406167448755723840?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/8406167448755723840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/8406167448755723840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/10/wimbledon.html' title='Wimbledon'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-3808628982665559999</id><published>2007-10-16T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T22:58:49.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to school</title><content type='html'>After 7 days, I'm finally going back to school. It really felt like a REAL holiday. I enjoyed myself, I did what I always liked and wanted to do, and most importantly, got my deserving break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next few days, we'll be having Post-EOY programmes and I'm actually not in the mood to return back to school and face everything. Not that I don't like the people, but there's just this feeling you get when you're in the premises and you start noticing all the politics going around and it's very stressful just thinking about how to handle such things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I GOT A BAD HAIRCUT TODAY. not very happy with that woman but *BREATHES IN*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*FORGETS EVERYTHING BAD*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Haha, ok and besides all these, happier things did happen. Like.. I finally got my own proper sports attire sponsored by my sis, yet again and of course my own ATM card! :D Turning 16 really matters for a child in a traditional family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lots to do, graduation in 3 weeks. Let's make the best of these 3 weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-3808628982665559999?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/3808628982665559999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/3808628982665559999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/10/back-to-school.html' title='Back to school'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-7061933479373650124</id><published>2007-10-13T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T23:16:03.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>US Open</title><content type='html'>Finally, I stayed at home for the entire day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the US Open at Bryan's house. Hahah, it was quite fun there. We were all tennis-ing like mad. Players included Bryan, Alaric, An Zhen, Danny, Ned and Leonard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We paired up and just started hitting those balls. Eventually, I think the best duo was still Alaric and Ned. Initially I didn't quite feel like going since there were people I didn't know too well, but it all turned out fine actually. An Zhen even taught me how to serve properly, since my serves were either too hard or too weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about 3 hours of tennis, 7 of us travelled down to PS to have lunch and then went arcading. By then I was already quite tired, considering the fact that I had to wake up early morning to meet them. At last, we all left at about 2.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun. Although my entire body aches now from all the exercise in such a long while, but I'm glad I went for it, got to know the 4J peeps a bit better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be going out the next few days I suppose because&lt;br /&gt;IT'S ONLY THE MIDDLE OF THE MONTH BUT I'M BROKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone donate to the save-shawn fund.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-7061933479373650124?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/7061933479373650124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/7061933479373650124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/10/us-open.html' title='US Open'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-2656018340353108274</id><published>2007-10-11T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T00:30:23.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebration Dinner</title><content type='html'>Yet another day, not wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I got down to a bit of work in the afternoon with Lionel at his house, settling the graduation dinner name lists plus the table arrangement. Unfortunately, we couldn't find a way that wouldn't make us look too biased so we decided to just randomly place the tables and allow the tables to do mutual swops if they wish to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lionel's house is big and cosy and, COLD. And he's freaking rich. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed at his house for a good 5 hours before leaving for ECHO's celebration dinner for the Chinese Opera Performance. But since there was still time, my sister and I decided to drop by the Coffee Club near Siglap Centre for some fondue and coffee. ^^ The fondue was great and I thought it was actually quite good! Same for the latte, suited my taste very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem now is, freaking blogger has some bug and I can't post the pictures. But I guess you can check them out at facebook.com? Just search my name. I uploaded them there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the CC, we were all just chatting, and eventually got to some camwhoring. Was quite funny, especially us trying to get a photo of Sudana who was just super camera-shy. They're all here if you want to see them: &lt;a href="http://hs.facebook.com/album.php?aid=13542&amp;amp;id=740306039"&gt;http://hs.facebook.com/album.php?aid=13542&amp;amp;id=740306039&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY I didn't expect Leonard to be a camwhore too! hahahah. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the MP for Aljunied GRC, Mr. Zainul came to talk to us and was telling us how good the performance was etc, and yea, we did exchange some words but poor Ms. Ng had to keep him company throughout the entire duration and didn't get to sit down at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I had a great time with my ex-classmates. Jason wasn't there so it felt like it was like last year, when there were only 4 of us. Sweet memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I'll be joining a few 4J people in Tennis at Bryan's house. Time for some exercise!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-2656018340353108274?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/2656018340353108274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/2656018340353108274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/10/celebration-dinner.html' title='Celebration Dinner'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-2426805867857363864</id><published>2007-10-10T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T01:26:03.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ta(r)t Chern.</title><content type='html'>Just one day after the end of EOYs, and I'm already doing something for the first time - baking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today is my sister's 25th birthday so I thought since I was free, I could give her something special. We started off the day, eating at this Hong Kong Cafe at Bugis Junction and I must say, it wasn't too pleasant somehow or rather. But main point is, we took photos, ate a good lot of hongkong delicacies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rw0A4ciuwPI/AAAAAAAACBs/jfPzmvjeG5Y/s1600-h/10oct07+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119749321124659442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rw0A4ciuwPI/AAAAAAAACBs/jfPzmvjeG5Y/s200/10oct07+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rw0A48iuwRI/AAAAAAAACB8/LB3bpUKH19E/s1600-h/10oct07+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119749329714594066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rw0A48iuwRI/AAAAAAAACB8/LB3bpUKH19E/s200/10oct07+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rw0A4siuwQI/AAAAAAAACB0/TAcOMA0xU2Y/s1600-h/10oct07+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119749325419626754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rw0A4siuwQI/AAAAAAAACB0/TAcOMA0xU2Y/s200/10oct07+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rw0A5ciuwSI/AAAAAAAACCE/r2VIiaVn4rI/s1600-h/10oct07+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119749338304528674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rw0A5ciuwSI/AAAAAAAACCE/r2VIiaVn4rI/s200/10oct07+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rw0A5siuwTI/AAAAAAAACCM/CyoeZxs8tLs/s1600-h/10oct07+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119749342599495986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rw0A5siuwTI/AAAAAAAACCM/CyoeZxs8tLs/s200/10oct07+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rw0DlMiuwUI/AAAAAAAACCU/ro4hAqeFnqg/s1600-h/10oct07+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119752288947061058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rw0DlMiuwUI/AAAAAAAACCU/ro4hAqeFnqg/s200/10oct07+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I got to drink this 冰镇奶茶 I last drank in Taiwan at 师大.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Anyway after that, it was time to get into action man. I made my way up to Bishan to meet up with Jinkai, the future chef-to-be because of his super duper good culinary skills and extremely huge span of knowledge. Haha okay back to the topic. We were chatting over MSN yesterday and I was thinking of what to get for my sis and I remembered talking to him about baking after EOYs so yea, decided to become his disciple for a day and ask him for help. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So yep, we met and were supposed to go down to "COLD STORAGE" at thompson road but IRONICALLY, Jinkai mistook Shop N' Save for Cold Storage and in the end, we got stuck in this small little shop n' save which had nothing we needed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;In the end, we had to cab all the way down to Carrefour at Plaza Singapura and get the stuff we need. I must say Carrefour is quite good in terms of the types of food and products they sell. They have one entire section for Cheese whereas NTUC and Shop N' Save probably have them put together under Dairy Products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least we got what we needed and MY EXPENDITURE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mascarpone Cheese - $6&lt;br /&gt;Fromage Frais - $11.50&lt;br /&gt;Red Currant Jam - $3.90&lt;br /&gt;Strawberries - $3.99&lt;br /&gt;Taxi Fare - $4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily we took MRT back, saved another $4. Later, we realised we missed out on alot of other stuff so I had to buy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baking Chocolate - $3.50&lt;br /&gt;Salted Butter - $1.70&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest like brush, tart tins, were paid by Jinkai and all the flour, egg, sugar were provided by him as well. He's one baker himself also! So he has all these stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finally making sure we had every single thing we needed. WE BEGAN!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;CHOCOLATE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;STRAWBERRY&lt;/span&gt; TART BAKING LESSON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Step 1: Mix the flour with the butter&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rwz_OsiuwLI/AAAAAAAACBM/V8IUS_V88bI/s1600-h/DSC01716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119747504353493170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rwz_OsiuwLI/AAAAAAAACBM/V8IUS_V88bI/s200/DSC01716.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rwz_PMiuwMI/AAAAAAAACBU/pRnPTEJPnlM/s1600-h/DSC01717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119747512943427778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rwz_PMiuwMI/AAAAAAAACBU/pRnPTEJPnlM/s200/DSC01717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Step 2: Pour the egg yolk and sugar in START STIRRING LIKE MAD. (and pose)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rwz_PciuwNI/AAAAAAAACBc/-IhYxKS5v2g/s1600-h/DSC01718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119747517238395090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rwz_PciuwNI/AAAAAAAACBc/-IhYxKS5v2g/s200/DSC01718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rwz_PsiuwOI/AAAAAAAACBk/lqACQt6C46g/s1600-h/DSC01719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119747521533362402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rwz_PsiuwOI/AAAAAAAACBk/lqACQt6C46g/s200/DSC01719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Step 3: Knead it into a ball and put it in the fridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rwz-qciuwGI/AAAAAAAACAk/fsBTsA6nTAo/s1600-h/DSC01721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119746881583235170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rwz-qciuwGI/AAAAAAAACAk/fsBTsA6nTAo/s200/DSC01721.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Step 4: Melt the chocolate!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rwz-qsiuwHI/AAAAAAAACAs/GRpkahMxsxM/s1600-h/DSC01722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119746885878202482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rwz-qsiuwHI/AAAAAAAACAs/GRpkahMxsxM/s200/DSC01722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rwz-rMiuwII/AAAAAAAACA0/py2OzvkMNUg/s1600-h/DSC01723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119746894468137090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rwz-rMiuwII/AAAAAAAACA0/py2OzvkMNUg/s200/DSC01723.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Step 5: Create the decorations&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rwz-rsiuwJI/AAAAAAAACA8/3JtgEInioKA/s1600-h/DSC01724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119746903058071698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rwz-rsiuwJI/AAAAAAAACA8/3JtgEInioKA/s200/DSC01724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rwz-r8iuwKI/AAAAAAAACBE/hWQjpRPl-0w/s1600-h/DSC01725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119746907353039010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rwz-r8iuwKI/AAAAAAAACBE/hWQjpRPl-0w/s200/DSC01725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rwz9XciuwBI/AAAAAAAAB_8/h0lnBnPCXi4/s1600-h/DSC01726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119745455654092818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rwz9XciuwBI/AAAAAAAAB_8/h0lnBnPCXi4/s200/DSC01726.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Step 6: Mix all the cheeses and sugar, and taste them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rwz9Y8iuwCI/AAAAAAAACAE/c13qx2_rE5Y/s1600-h/DSC01727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119745481423896610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rwz9Y8iuwCI/AAAAAAAACAE/c13qx2_rE5Y/s200/DSC01727.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Step 7: Bake the tart!&lt;br /&gt;Step 8: Brush chocolate over the tart&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rwz9ZciuwDI/AAAAAAAACAM/9aJmAKL-YlU/s1600-h/DSC01728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119745490013831218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rwz9ZciuwDI/AAAAAAAACAM/9aJmAKL-YlU/s200/DSC01728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rwz9Z8iuwEI/AAAAAAAACAU/qDsH-AUQM9Q/s1600-h/DSC01729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119745498603765826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rwz9Z8iuwEI/AAAAAAAACAU/qDsH-AUQM9Q/s200/DSC01729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rwz9aMiuwFI/AAAAAAAACAc/wW6CcOfuQaA/s1600-h/DSC01730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119745502898733138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rwz9aMiuwFI/AAAAAAAACAc/wW6CcOfuQaA/s200/DSC01730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Step 9: Add the creamy thingy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rwz8n8iuv8I/AAAAAAAAB_U/MJUFmUbULvk/s1600-h/DSC01731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119744639610306498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rwz8n8iuv8I/AAAAAAAAB_U/MJUFmUbULvk/s200/DSC01731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Step 10: Add the strawberry on top&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rwz8osiuv9I/AAAAAAAAB_c/RiCg6b0C3_k/s1600-h/DSC01732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119744652495208402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rwz8osiuv9I/AAAAAAAAB_c/RiCg6b0C3_k/s200/DSC01732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Step 11: Melt the Redcurrant jam and put all over the tart&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rwz8psiuv-I/AAAAAAAAB_k/l6hXPS_LN5w/s1600-h/DSC01734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119744669675077602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rwz8psiuv-I/AAAAAAAAB_k/l6hXPS_LN5w/s200/DSC01734.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND YOU ARE DONE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Haha. We took a pretty long while, because we had only 4 tart tins and we needed 2 to make one. So we baked the 6 in pairs and it took us quite a while. I only managed to leave his house at 8.15pm and mind you, I was protecting the boxes like it was my life. Firstly, the chocolate would start melting. Secondly, I can't drop the box or hit it against something or my entire tart would just crack so it was very stressful. Ha, BUT I still brought it safely back home eventually.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rwz8qMiuv_I/AAAAAAAAB_s/MWwedV30oAY/s1600-h/DSC01735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119744678265012210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rwz8qMiuv_I/AAAAAAAAB_s/MWwedV30oAY/s200/DSC01735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Anyway, this is the leftover dough/flour/durian that we had. Looks like some yellow pangsai.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rwz8qciuwAI/AAAAAAAAB_0/L7-eg9J8sK8/s1600-h/DSC01738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119744682559979522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rwz8qciuwAI/AAAAAAAAB_0/L7-eg9J8sK8/s200/DSC01738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And presenting, the confectioner-wannabes. Thanks alot &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jinkai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! Appreciated.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;By the way, I gave my sister this tart and she said it was not bad. Heehee. Not bad for a first try eh? PLUS, I gave her the 79 bucks I saved over these 2 months for her "Grace's Bike Fund". Hope she gets what she likes soon!! and, of course, how could i forget&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday Sis!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rw0JwciuwVI/AAAAAAAACCc/rzP48ih0r38/s1600-h/10oct07043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119759079290356050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rw0JwciuwVI/AAAAAAAACCc/rzP48ih0r38/s320/10oct07043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rw0JwsiuwWI/AAAAAAAACCk/Vjy7NpCJDvk/s1600-h/10oct07045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119759083585323362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rw0JwsiuwWI/AAAAAAAACCk/Vjy7NpCJDvk/s320/10oct07045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Baking is really fun, though it can get tiring AND messy. Gonna try again in just a few weeks' time. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Oh and P.S. Sorry 4A! Didn't join you all for pool at Cuppage. Guess you all know why now. Haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-2426805867857363864?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/2426805867857363864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/2426805867857363864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/10/tart-chern.html' title='Ta(r)t Chern.'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rw0A4ciuwPI/AAAAAAAACBs/jfPzmvjeG5Y/s72-c/10oct07+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-3161798736322924580</id><published>2007-10-09T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T22:17:44.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liberation</title><content type='html'>100 hours since Friday 8am.  I'm finally liberated, from exams, from sec4 syllabus, from secondary school academics. It's not a dream, it's the reality. I've completed everything of my studies in my entire 4 years of schooling in RI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How fast can that be? I'm not gonna go into all the nostalgia and stuff, I'll leave that to grad ceremony + dinner. But really, it's been fast. I never expected it to be this quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, all the hardwork, all the studying, all the late nights and sacrifices made throughout this 4-5days were pretty much quite worth it I guess? Besides the fact that, you know, some subjects are quite badly done, like physics and probably geography. But as JinKai said, we can't change it anyway, so don't worry too much about it, yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a week of holidays now. Many other friends of mine are still having their last few papers tomorrow. So here's wishing them best of luck, especially 4A! I hope you all ace your papers. Sadikin, Kar Liang, Ming Zhe, Wenjian too. Of course, goodluck to Nabil, Law, Bryan and all, who are taking the history and/or lit paper on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis' birthday is tomorrow! and I've already saved up a decent amount of cash. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to take a break. Toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-3161798736322924580?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/3161798736322924580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/3161798736322924580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/10/liberation.html' title='Liberation'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-5819801358945977036</id><published>2007-09-29T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T11:37:54.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed Wedding</title><content type='html'>This is a super mega big post with lots and lots of pictures. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was suppose to be posted at 2am, but I was just toooo tired to continue. So here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my cousin's wedding yesterday at the Vineyard in Laguna Golf Club, I think. It's a really nice place and it was different from typical weddings held at churches. The ambience was great there, Music and Food were fantastic as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I guess the company mattered the most. I got to see my entire group of cousins again! And I got to try out alot of new things as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv1G38iuvyI/AAAAAAAAB-E/gciJRgRU0Bg/s1600-h/IMG_4337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115322678721298210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv1G38iuvyI/AAAAAAAAB-E/gciJRgRU0Bg/s200/IMG_4337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv1G5Miuv1I/AAAAAAAAB-c/3aYBrr4eB38/s1600-h/IMG_4344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115322700196134738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv1G5Miuv1I/AAAAAAAAB-c/3aYBrr4eB38/s200/IMG_4344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv1G5ciuv2I/AAAAAAAAB-k/33rrGl2Lr5w/s1600-h/IMG_4345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115322704491102050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv1G5ciuv2I/AAAAAAAAB-k/33rrGl2Lr5w/s200/IMG_4345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There they are, coming from the Golf Kart, before signing the marriage document.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv1Jtciuv3I/AAAAAAAAB-s/u8G9ukZ2LA0/s1600-h/IMG_4347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115325796867555186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv1Jtciuv3I/AAAAAAAAB-s/u8G9ukZ2LA0/s200/IMG_4347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And almost ALL the cousins.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv1Jt8iuv4I/AAAAAAAAB-0/LY0oTSIx7VE/s1600-h/IMG_4349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115325805457489794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv1Jt8iuv4I/AAAAAAAAB-0/LY0oTSIx7VE/s200/IMG_4349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv1JuMiuv5I/AAAAAAAAB-8/f2C2-TVgB6w/s1600-h/IMG_4351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115325809752457106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv1JuMiuv5I/AAAAAAAAB-8/f2C2-TVgB6w/s200/IMG_4351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Big family on the left.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv1Ju8iuv7I/AAAAAAAAB_M/0Q1sR3t6HNM/s1600-h/IMG_4356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115325822637359026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv1Ju8iuv7I/AAAAAAAAB_M/0Q1sR3t6HNM/s200/IMG_4356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the cousin, Winona, I was talking about last time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv0_jciuvoI/AAAAAAAAB80/0YFxuqrsrz4/s1600-h/IMG_4358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115314629952585346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv0_jciuvoI/AAAAAAAAB80/0YFxuqrsrz4/s200/IMG_4358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv0_jsiuvpI/AAAAAAAAB88/L95i3BAP01Y/s1600-h/IMG_4361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115314634247552658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv0_jsiuvpI/AAAAAAAAB88/L95i3BAP01Y/s200/IMG_4361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2 younger kids are my niece and nephew actually, children of another cousin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv0_kMiuvqI/AAAAAAAAB9E/Rgy78176vPI/s1600-h/IMG_4363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115314642837487266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv0_kMiuvqI/AAAAAAAAB9E/Rgy78176vPI/s200/IMG_4363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv0_kciuvrI/AAAAAAAAB9M/Y8Ndbf8OYiI/s1600-h/IMG_4366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115314647132454578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv0_kciuvrI/AAAAAAAAB9M/Y8Ndbf8OYiI/s200/IMG_4366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, we were all expecting a "Cheers" but it all turned out to be YAM SENGs, and mind you we were the loudest. Everyone was literally looking at us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv0_ksiuvsI/AAAAAAAAB9U/0vnOvE3X7Mo/s1600-h/IMG_4371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115314651427421890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv0_ksiuvsI/AAAAAAAAB9U/0vnOvE3X7Mo/s200/IMG_4371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115325814047424418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv1Juciuv6I/AAAAAAAAB_E/c3uFm0_65bQ/s200/IMG_4353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, is my first time at Brandy with Coke. I think I drank it before somewhere, but that was the first time I drank it knowing what it was. So it was quite fun. It was quite bloating. Well anyway, can't wait to try more like Rum, Vodka and more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv09YciuvjI/AAAAAAAAB8M/iC6Jcf8u5lE/s1600-h/IMG_4377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115312241950768690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv09YciuvjI/AAAAAAAAB8M/iC6Jcf8u5lE/s200/IMG_4377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv09YsiuvkI/AAAAAAAAB8U/YiQBVvnCWao/s1600-h/IMG_4378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115312246245736002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv09YsiuvkI/AAAAAAAAB8U/YiQBVvnCWao/s200/IMG_4378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, here we are, the best we could get for the entire cousin shot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv09Y8iuvlI/AAAAAAAAB8c/GOfsrvdbmSA/s1600-h/IMG_4381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115312250540703314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv09Y8iuvlI/AAAAAAAAB8c/GOfsrvdbmSA/s200/IMG_4381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv09ZMiuvmI/AAAAAAAAB8k/grejc1vpSk4/s1600-h/IMG_4384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115312254835670626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv09ZMiuvmI/AAAAAAAAB8k/grejc1vpSk4/s200/IMG_4384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv09ZciuvnI/AAAAAAAAB8s/9i7_v8J1ZJM/s1600-h/IMG_4385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115312259130637938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv09ZciuvnI/AAAAAAAAB8s/9i7_v8J1ZJM/s200/IMG_4385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy in the middle photo is my other cousin, who's currently 20, serving in NS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv07QMiuveI/AAAAAAAAB7k/jKdv0xuiAR8/s1600-h/IMG_4386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115309901193592290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv07QMiuveI/AAAAAAAAB7k/jKdv0xuiAR8/s200/IMG_4386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came up with this new recipe that included chengting, wine, brandy, salad sauce and some other stuff and it seems to be customary for the groom to drink such concoction. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv07QciuvfI/AAAAAAAAB7s/glkFADTEWTY/s1600-h/IMG_4387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115309905488559602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv07QciuvfI/AAAAAAAAB7s/glkFADTEWTY/s200/IMG_4387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the 长辈. With the younger, not-secondary-school-students-yet children&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv07QsiuvgI/AAAAAAAAB70/78K1Z-phy4c/s1600-h/IMG_4389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115309909783526914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv07QsiuvgI/AAAAAAAAB70/78K1Z-phy4c/s200/IMG_4389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the male grandchildren. The one on the extreme left is only 13 and he's THAT tall.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv07Q8iuvhI/AAAAAAAAB78/58uqy9kUQBs/s1600-h/IMG_4393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115309914078494226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv07Q8iuvhI/AAAAAAAAB78/58uqy9kUQBs/s200/IMG_4393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv07RMiuviI/AAAAAAAAB8E/cEYBiXw8Ypc/s1600-h/IMG_4396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115309918373461538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv07RMiuviI/AAAAAAAAB8E/cEYBiXw8Ypc/s200/IMG_4396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, my sisters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv04xciuvZI/AAAAAAAAB68/s7VkMGXR6iw/s1600-h/IMG_4401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115307173889359250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv04xciuvZI/AAAAAAAAB68/s7VkMGXR6iw/s200/IMG_4401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv04xsiuvaI/AAAAAAAAB7E/zDuzvP9BDZA/s1600-h/IMG_4404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115307178184326562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv04xsiuvaI/AAAAAAAAB7E/zDuzvP9BDZA/s200/IMG_4404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv04yMiuvbI/AAAAAAAAB7M/zJtq5qwT-iw/s1600-h/IMG_4407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115307186774261170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv04yMiuvbI/AAAAAAAAB7M/zJtq5qwT-iw/s200/IMG_4407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another cousin with his wife. I only got to know them better recently since they seldom appeared.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv04yciuvcI/AAAAAAAAB7U/qZhRzePlKW4/s1600-h/IMG_4408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115307191069228482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv04yciuvcI/AAAAAAAAB7U/qZhRzePlKW4/s200/IMG_4408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv04ysiuvdI/AAAAAAAAB7c/ji4YK5PWuyQ/s1600-h/IMG_4412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115307195364195794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv04ysiuvdI/AAAAAAAAB7c/ji4YK5PWuyQ/s200/IMG_4412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fun and all. The woman in grey is actually Winona's Mom, quite young-looking eh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It was a blast yesterday and I totally enjoyed myself. I'm glad I gave up studying for this yesterday. Wouldn't imagine how it would be if I had missed it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Well, tonight, there's this cousin gathering at orchard cineleisure K Box, and I was supposed to join them earlier but looking at how my mom is so against be going without mugging first, I'll leave house only at 10pm and join them for the second round. Hahah. Still, better than nothing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You know, I think the 3rd generation is coming together, at last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, random fact, I'm liking alcohol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-5819801358945977036?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/5819801358945977036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/5819801358945977036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/09/blessed-wedding.html' title='Blessed Wedding'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rv1G38iuvyI/AAAAAAAAB-E/gciJRgRU0Bg/s72-c/IMG_4337.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-8567138668572245513</id><published>2007-09-27T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T00:02:47.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Escape</title><content type='html'>Time flies past us yet again and here we are, one day to the end of Term 4 Week 3.&lt;br /&gt;DMP just happened like it never did. Propaganda, Language and Gender, Archaeology. It did happen, but I can only vividly remember it. Nothing really impressive, but I guess the company made the entire experience more bearable. Isaac, Bryan, Alaric, Lionel, Jason, thanks for keeping me going. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it? It's the last week to the End-Of-Year examinations and here I am, still not feeling very bothered by it. I bothered to do the SS paper and honestly I was crapping most of the time. I'm quite certain Mrs. Ong's gonna have one hell of a time marking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And English? I have completely no hope in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math and Sciences? I just don't have enough time man. One week just ain't enough for such an extensive syllabus. Especially when Math has a thousand and one revision worksheets to do, it's just too difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography? Tell me about it, I have completely no idea where to start and how to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite screwed up, aren't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember, at the start of this year, I was telling Sadikin and some other friends that hey, it's the last year, I'm gonna pia man and achieve the best I can ever achieve. Now look, I'm nowhere close. In fact, I think I am further now, definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan and I were chatting over MSN, talking about Scary Movie, talking about him digging nose shit and shit falling off his ass and stuff, and then he suddenly screamed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"ARGH SHAWN, i'm scaredddddddddd. last chem test, can't screw up, fullstop."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I myself am scared too. Scared that things, the Chem OBA tomorrow, the EOYS, everything, will happen the way it did for my Japanese. I can't even think about it. It's horrid, unpleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having PE tomorrow, how strange.&lt;br /&gt;Good la, at least some form of relaxation, just something which I need quite badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess, my number one need now is none other than a Great Escape.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-8567138668572245513?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/8567138668572245513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/8567138668572245513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/09/great-escape.html' title='The Great Escape'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-7481221526413980580</id><published>2007-09-24T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T20:42:44.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mugging and more mugging</title><content type='html'>These past few days have been almost crazy. Actually, I myself can't really remember what I did over these few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I remember is us having the RE Finals on Saturday and we just received news that we clinched the GOLD award! Well done team, it wasn't an easy thing to get 2 consecutive golds. I'm glad I chose to stay on and juggle between the 2 REs. It was tough, but victory is always sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, after the finals on that day, it was Physics-mugging time with Sadikin. Honestly, it was not very productive since we only covered ONE topic, Pressure, in 4 hours, not very motivating isn't it? And right after that, we decided we were all tired and then left for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, it's been just mugging for me the past few days. Chemistry, Math, Physics, Geog! And oh yea, now I remember, I was at Miss Wok's house on friday for Geog revision. But, as we approached late afternoon, Mingzhe and I just crumbled. Too tiring already. I'm always not able to sustain through the late afternoons and evenings. It just makes me feel too drowsy to continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful Monday night, but I'm still stuck mugging. EOYs begin in less than 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRUNCH TIME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-7481221526413980580?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/7481221526413980580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/7481221526413980580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/09/mugging-and-more-mugging.html' title='Mugging and more mugging'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-6783489221498793179</id><published>2007-09-19T08:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T08:23:57.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cakes Galore</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm gonna be off to school very soon. Mom's already asking me to prepare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though my birthday was over on the 16th, more surprises came on the 17th and 18th!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I rememberd sleeping from 7-9pm on Monday and when I woke up, there my sister and parents were, singing the birthday song to me and giving me this small little special cake. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt loved. and although I seemed pretty nonchalant, partly because I was still sleepy, I liked it. Very sweet and I felt loved. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the next day, which is yesterday, MingZhe bought me another cake to celebrate! Hahaha, I was quite shocked la, didn't expect something like that to actually happen to me. But still, thanks alot MingZhe, you made my birthday special too! and, at least got more people to know about my birthday since we cut the cake in the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah, I have alot to say, but just don't know how to express it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sisters, my parents, my friends. Honestly, though it wasn't the perfect way of celebrating the birthday like americans do as I watch "Sweet 16", I'm grateful for the effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, THANKYOU ALL! and LOVE YOU ALL TOO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-6783489221498793179?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/6783489221498793179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/6783489221498793179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/09/cakes-galore.html' title='Cakes Galore'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-713269829179659330</id><published>2007-09-16T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T22:57:55.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blowing out that candle</title><content type='html'>Exhausted. But since it's a special day for me, I thought I should make this wee bit of effort and do up a post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's what we call, 16 on the 16th. Yea, I just turned 16 today on the 16th of September.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't a really typical birthday with the cakes and family photos etc. In fact, it's kinda like the exact opposite since I was spending my entire day away at my grandma's funeral. Today, apparently, was the day where we sent grandma off to finish her final journey. And it was the only day out of the 7 days which I cried on. It was very dramatic. All the following-behind-the-van and looking-for-the-last-time, makes me just want to lie on the bed and sleep and forget all of it, and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, I quite enjoy these 6 days, especially with all my cousins. I think after these few days, we really are closer together now. We ate together, burnt incense paper together, folded incense paper together and every single day, we see them by our sides and it is really heartwarming. Even the cousins who are older than me, I seem to be able to connect with them easily, not like in the past when I only cooped myself to the younger cousins. Speaking of whom, they have also grown up and beginning to mature a lot. My favourite's still this 9 year-old Winona. She's very lovely, very cute and sweet who seems to always lighten up the mood with her laughter and "craziness". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this what we call a blessing in disguise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I wasn't in any celebratory mood, not like I should have been in, but yea, it just appeared and felt like any other normal day. But I guess, even without the cake and candles I yearned for, I could feel the love of my family and that new Ipod Classic from them really did put a smile on my face. Besides, like my cousin said, "It's a unique and more meaningful way, "celebrating" with the entire LEE family." What really warmed my heart at the end of the day is nothing more than a confirmation of my family's love for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something which I saw on my sister's blog that goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Happy sweet 16th, my beloved bro. We all love you. =)"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my sisters. I think, they are the best presents ever since my birth. My eldest sister, Grace, treats me really well, always buying things for me, regardless of the cost and these few days, we talked to each other more and it's really nice, something I'll cherish. As for my second sister, Jovi, she is like my best female-counterpart man, haha. We are very close to each other, like a couple, and she's very nice too, always buying things for me as well and giving me the company I always desired at home. ^_^ Tell me, what more can I ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The birthday this year may not be the way I wanted it to happen. The candle that was blown out, wasn't MY birthday candle, but my grandma's candle of life. Even so, it's the company, the thought that matters afterall isn't it? Looking back, I somehow enjoyed my 16th birthday; very memorable one for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all who wished me either by sms or through msn. I'm happy and very grateful to know that you all remembered. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to keep on moving in life, and get myself geared up for EOYs. Actually I have done nothing to prepare for EOYs this week and it really is time to do some catching up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last words: &lt;em&gt;I'm semi-legal&lt;/em&gt;. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-713269829179659330?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/713269829179659330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/713269829179659330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/09/blowing-out-that-candle.html' title='Blowing out that candle'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-6531198705921641</id><published>2007-09-11T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T14:21:43.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Update</title><content type='html'>Grandma passed away yesterday on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I probably won't have the time to blog since I gotta be at the wake after school till late in the night and will only be back at home just nice for me to get my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got quite emotional yesterday. Especially when I saw dad cry. :&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, everything seems to be getting back on track. People are starting to move on, I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, all I can say is, Rest In Peace Grandma! You've lived a great life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-6531198705921641?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/6531198705921641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/6531198705921641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/09/quick-update.html' title='Quick Update'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-1060525637728531906</id><published>2007-09-09T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T20:55:56.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speed of Time</title><content type='html'>The speed of time can be really fast! 7 days of holidays are about to end just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the performance of the term, my Chinese Opera performance. It was really cool, and I was really looking forward to it. Though there were many discomforts, I guess it was all worth it. All the pain, all the stress, all the trouble, all for just yesterday night's performance and I thank everyone who was there, together with me, throughout, especially my group mates. It's finally over! No more Saturday and Sunday meetings, more free time, more sleep time and I'm happy for that. But then again, there's this feeling that holds you back and makes you go ' aww, it's all over'. But I guess I'll discover the benefits in time to come, especially when I need the time for EOYs, which by the way are coming in just 4weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of yesterday's performance are in my laptop but I'm a bit lazy to upload them now. I'll do it some other day. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm already done up my mugging timetable! It starts tomorrow and it will help me with the EOYs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DMP starts tomorrow and my first lesson starts at 9.30am, which means that I get to wake up late tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is right to say that this holiday didn't feel like one.&lt;br /&gt;I won't have a real one till EOYs and O's are over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S TIME TO CHIONG FOR EOYS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-1060525637728531906?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/1060525637728531906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/1060525637728531906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/09/speed-of-time.html' title='Speed of Time'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-3598617752903221903</id><published>2007-09-08T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T10:49:35.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crunch Time</title><content type='html'>The main performance will be staged tonight at 7.30pm, not very long after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's super crunch time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are swollen. I gotta reach outram park at 12pm. Make-up starts at 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;It's a super hectic day for me. And, performance won't end earlier than 11.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll keep everyone updated in time to come with pictures and videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I gotta scoot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-3598617752903221903?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/3598617752903221903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/3598617752903221903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/09/crunch-time.html' title='Crunch Time'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-2865735563404741852</id><published>2007-09-06T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T23:19:14.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tennis Workout</title><content type='html'>My face has red patches here and there. And, I'm exhausted, not something new eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, we had a very unproductive 1-hour meeting regarding graduation dinner and right after that, breakfast. Leonard and I actually wanted to watch 881 or Hairspray but somehow, got dragged by Alaric and Bryan to go play tennis at Bryan's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was blazing hot but we just kept playing. Surprisingly, although that was the only time after the PE module I played tennis, I managed to whack some decent shots. So we played from about 11 plus all the way till 1.30pm before making our way up to Bryan's house. My legs were freaking tired then and I couldn't wait to go home then. But all the dilly dally la, waste so much time. Plus, they insisted on playing Tai-Ti (first to win 5 matches) before leaving. Ha, perhaps because I wanted to go home so badly, I won the 5 matches eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a while since I did some exercise and I guess sacrificing the movie for Tennis was worthwhile, considering the fact that I saved up some money and got myself fit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so much about Tennis, I'm gonna watch the women's doubles for the US Open.&lt;br /&gt;Catch y'all later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-2865735563404741852?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/2865735563404741852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/2865735563404741852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/09/tennis-workout.html' title='Tennis Workout'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-6055772976210253328</id><published>2007-09-05T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T23:50:56.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby's Day Out</title><content type='html'>I remember watching "Baby's Day Out" a long time ago, when I was still in primary school and it got me really excited then, watching how the baby managed to escape the various dangers and eventually land up back in his parents' arms safe and sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day today, was like a Baby's Day Out minus all the bad guys and minus away the dangers, which essentially equates to nothing more than a simple day out. But I went to many different places and now, I'm reaaaally exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From 8am to 3pm, I had my DMP - Traditional Chinese Medicine. It was more boring than I expected. Luckily I had Isaac and Alaric there who kept the laughing gas in the air. At the Alexandra hospital, it was just so boring we started joking at every single thing we found joke-able. Over at some Science Art Co Pte. Ltd, it was more interesting because we were supposed to brew our own tea, based on the different characteristics of the herbs. It was supposed to be a group effort but eventually, the 3 of us were the ones who did it. That was probably the only time I enjoyed myself. We managed to brew some chrysanthemum tea and got overall second in terms of taste and recipe, winning ourselves some binoculars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at 4 after that and immediately, I had to prepare myself for the journey to the Japanese Cultural Society to register myself for the JLPT level 2. Apparently it costs 30bucks to sit for it and thank god I had enough cash, or else it'll be quite an embarrassment. I'm surprised there were many other people there as well, mostly working adults. They were either having lessons or applying for the JLPT, level 4, which I took 2 years ago. I hope I don't waste the 30 bucks but I'm still worried. Last year, 55% of those who took level 2 failed. I pray I won't be one of them. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then right after the registration, which was about 7.40pm, I had to rush all the way down to Eunos CC for our final individual training for Saturday's performance. Surprisingly, I didn't really feel annoyed or frustrated. I actually enjoyed practice. Gah, it's only 3 more days to the real thing. I'm feeling excited, nervous, happy and sad. Haha, what a mixture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, this entire holidays haven't really been a very desirable one. I haven't had any free day, any day I can stay at home and just rest or do my work. Every single day had been a day out. And tomorrow is no exception. Leonard dropped the bomb on me this afternoon, telling me there's a meeting for Head of Sub-Comms for the Graduation Dinner tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There goes my &lt;em&gt;beauty&lt;/em&gt; sleep. Haha, well at least it's the last thing I can do for my school and most importantly, for my batch. :) Besides, the people who will be going are people I know so it'll be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;11 days more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-6055772976210253328?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/6055772976210253328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/6055772976210253328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/09/babys-day-out.html' title='Baby&apos;s Day Out'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-7986263501798029985</id><published>2007-09-04T22:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T22:34:28.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Departure</title><content type='html'>My dad left for Indonesia this afternoon. It got quite emotional. And... I miss him. The house just feels empty without the him around. Sigh., it's a long 3 months before he returns and in these 3 months, about almost everything will be over. My EOYs, my graduation, my performance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life still goes on. And I'm going to make the best out of these 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it's the holidays, I still have many things packed into this short week. DMP - Traditional Chinese Medicine's happening tomorrow and there's still Chinese Opera training tomorrow NIGHT. Friday and Sat will be gone as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda forgot that there's still stuff for me to do, like the Philosophy Draft and the Social Studies Essay. Plus, more mugging for EOYs. I really want to start, but with so many things in mind, I can't put my mind at rest and study in peace. I need Chinese Opera to end, for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Term 4's just gonna be so busy. I need a flight to Paradise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-7986263501798029985?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/7986263501798029985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/7986263501798029985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/09/departure.html' title='Departure'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-1480356131215339693</id><published>2007-09-03T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T00:02:57.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Money, Money, Money.</title><content type='html'>Gah, I just love McFly's music. And, I'm the one who will collect the albums of those I like. Same goes for McFly. And and, impatient me will go and get the CD tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually left with "Room on the 3rd Floor" and "Wonderland". I've checked with HMV and they have only the first one left. So I'm gonna get it tomorrow! For the other one, I'm depending on my sister to get the CD from LA. Hopefully LA sells it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the CD, I decided to get my mom to sponsor 6bucks and I'll foot 20 dollars myself. She made quite a big deal out of it and I do realise the amount of money I've spent, both directly and indirectly. This laptop.. the CDs.. the Ipod I'm requesting for.. It's so not cheap! and I'm still spending money like I can earn for myself. It's making me feel very guilty. I guess, after all these, I won't be asking for any thing else for a very very long time. I mustn't be a spoilt brat and a horrible spendthrift, YET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Dad's leaving for Indonesia tomorrow. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm glad I could make it down to send him off. He won't be back until 3 months later and I will miss him! How I wished he didn't have to go. At least I'll feel a bit more secure and loved. But it's all for the sake of Money. He has to go there, if not he won't be able to sustain the family like it is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's RE Semi-finals tomorrow as well. We must put up a great presentation and get into the finals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving away from all these personal stuff, I realised many people have already started doing up a timetable for the next 5 weeks and I think I really should do that as well. Just that, there are so many things for me to do now like the testimonial which I completed about 75% of it, and the powerpoint just now and more preparations for the performance this coming Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it really calls for time management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's most important now is still, wishing my dad goodbye. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-1480356131215339693?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/1480356131215339693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/1480356131215339693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/09/money-money-money.html' title='Money, Money, Money.'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-114970510430313757</id><published>2007-09-01T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T00:01:36.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lee</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Tonight's dinner was yet another dine-out thingy. Actually, it's for celebrating my birthday. My dad won't be around for such dinners in the next 3 months, and so the dinner for my birthday was brought forward. I must say, I enjoyed it very very much. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We ordered lots of food at Waraku, which amounted to $127! Luckily, my eldest sister was there to foot the bill. :)) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Over dinner, we talked about many things. About holidays we've been on, about how I should find a part time job, about many other things which we just laughed about. It was very fun and at that instant, my lethargy and every other unpleasant feeling disappears. The feeling was just sweet and nice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;One thing I liked about Waraku is the fact that they have these small cots, for us to be alone and that's why we could do all sorts of crazy things inside, and of course do our usual camwhoring too. Speaking of Waraku, I'm actually intending to work part time there during the hols, apparently they are looking for people and my sister used to work there too so I'm quite excited to work there! Okay back to camwhoring, This time, phototaking was much more interesting and hilarious. Let the pictures do the talking. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtmF59XOKII/AAAAAAAAB6M/pCOHxSku6HQ/s1600-h/IMG_3794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105258883372165250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtmF59XOKII/AAAAAAAAB6M/pCOHxSku6HQ/s200/IMG_3794.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtmF6NXOKJI/AAAAAAAAB6U/Ee4R4ffn89k/s1600-h/IMG_3805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105258887667132562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtmF6NXOKJI/AAAAAAAAB6U/Ee4R4ffn89k/s200/IMG_3805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad, and the 3 children. (My new shirt!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtmF6tXOKKI/AAAAAAAAB6c/dNEuxki2dtI/s1600-h/IMG_3810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105258896257067170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtmF6tXOKKI/AAAAAAAAB6c/dNEuxki2dtI/s200/IMG_3810.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtmF69XOKLI/AAAAAAAAB6k/gqYomYoSWxA/s1600-h/IMG_3812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105258900552034482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtmF69XOKLI/AAAAAAAAB6k/gqYomYoSWxA/s200/IMG_3812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtmF7NXOKMI/AAAAAAAAB6s/vw0ya7aaOHM/s1600-h/IMG_3813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105258904847001794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtmF7NXOKMI/AAAAAAAAB6s/vw0ya7aaOHM/s200/IMG_3813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yum, eating the chigeramen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtmFCtXOKEI/AAAAAAAAB5s/LddyrE18IFI/s1600-h/IMG_3835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105257934184392770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtmFCtXOKEI/AAAAAAAAB5s/LddyrE18IFI/s200/IMG_3835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtmFC9XOKFI/AAAAAAAAB50/UprnuD6jE3A/s1600-h/IMG_3836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105257938479360082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtmFC9XOKFI/AAAAAAAAB50/UprnuD6jE3A/s200/IMG_3836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jovi and I, Grace and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtmFDNXOKGI/AAAAAAAAB58/WehZNnEXcCQ/s1600-h/IMG_3834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105257942774327394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtmFDNXOKGI/AAAAAAAAB58/WehZNnEXcCQ/s200/IMG_3834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtmFDtXOKHI/AAAAAAAAB6E/F1Q8j7Ayj-w/s1600-h/IMG_3831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105257951364262002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtmFDtXOKHI/AAAAAAAAB6E/F1Q8j7Ayj-w/s200/IMG_3831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys and Ladies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtmDvNXOKDI/AAAAAAAAB5k/B1l8jjM7sT0/s1600-h/IMG_3845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105256499665315890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtmDvNXOKDI/AAAAAAAAB5k/B1l8jjM7sT0/s200/IMG_3845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtmDu9XOKCI/AAAAAAAAB5c/vq0b3eth0RA/s1600-h/IMG_3846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105256495370348578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtmDu9XOKCI/AAAAAAAAB5c/vq0b3eth0RA/s200/IMG_3846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtmDudXOKBI/AAAAAAAAB5U/M615yj0PdXs/s1600-h/IMG_3840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105256486780413970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtmDudXOKBI/AAAAAAAAB5U/M615yj0PdXs/s200/IMG_3840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtmDuNXOKAI/AAAAAAAAB5M/1PYcb1nI25Y/s1600-h/IMG_3844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105256482485446658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtmDuNXOKAI/AAAAAAAAB5M/1PYcb1nI25Y/s200/IMG_3844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtmDt9XOJ_I/AAAAAAAAB5E/K8zdym7ds9c/s1600-h/IMG_3841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105256478190479346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtmDt9XOJ_I/AAAAAAAAB5E/K8zdym7ds9c/s200/IMG_3841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This group of pictures is just fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;It started off with me taking a photo of my sister and she complained about the photo having her body in it, so I got annoyed and forced to take a big photo of her big face. And then, it went on to all. It looks like those things you find in an album or what we call in chinese, 'xie3 zhen1 ji2' or maybe what my sister calls the 'headshot neoprints'. Even my mom, that was the first time I saw her smile so widely. And of course, my dad, giving the cool and daddy looking look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtmGf9XOKNI/AAAAAAAAB60/b0CRWOcyyWc/s1600-h/IMG_3808.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105259536207194322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtmGf9XOKNI/AAAAAAAAB60/b0CRWOcyyWc/s320/IMG_3808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Of course, how could we do without a big family photo. So here we are!&lt;br /&gt;Gah, I can't wait for the next one. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I Love my family. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-114970510430313757?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/114970510430313757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/114970510430313757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/09/lee.html' title='Lee'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtmF59XOKII/AAAAAAAAB6M/pCOHxSku6HQ/s72-c/IMG_3794.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-8735075261907461480</id><published>2007-09-01T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T15:48:43.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Motion in the Ocean</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtkQDtXOJ3I/AAAAAAAAB4E/_zCNjN9HdNs/s1600-h/DSC01703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105129308503811954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtkQDtXOJ3I/AAAAAAAAB4E/_zCNjN9HdNs/s320/DSC01703.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mwahahahaha. Mcfly's Motion in the Ocean!! Fresh from Manchester!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've waited for this album since last year for it to be imported into Singapore, but of course that never happened. Apparently Singapore only imports US albums. But anyway, this album has definitely re-ignited my love for mcfly!! Their music is just great! Argh, now that I've gotten one, I wanna collect ALL of their previous 2 albums. And, their new album or should I call it a compilation of the greatest hits is coming out very soon in November! I'm definitely gonna get it, somehow. I hope they come to Singapore. It'll be the best if I get to see them perform live. Of course, thanks SIS!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides this CD, she also got me this door plate and a shirt from the Manchester United Club. Apparently, she went to the ManU stadium and the tour area. Lucky her! and Lucky me. :x The shirt costs 15 pounds and the door plate 4 pounds, which is quite expensive since the British currency is 3 times bigger than ours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtkUvtXOJ4I/AAAAAAAAB4M/sy-7zo7F5l4/s1600-h/DSC01704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105134462464567170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtkUvtXOJ4I/AAAAAAAAB4M/sy-7zo7F5l4/s320/DSC01704.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtkUv9XOJ5I/AAAAAAAAB4U/8curZZPbdaQ/s1600-h/DSC01705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105134466759534482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtkUv9XOJ5I/AAAAAAAAB4U/8curZZPbdaQ/s320/DSC01705.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtkUwdXOJ6I/AAAAAAAAB4c/6rDkq4CMng4/s1600-h/DSC01706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105134475349469090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtkUwdXOJ6I/AAAAAAAAB4c/6rDkq4CMng4/s320/DSC01706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Well, while we're on the topic of Music, yesterday was also RIGE's annual concert, RAGE XII.&lt;br /&gt;I must say, it was alright la. But at times I felt bad for wasting my friends' 8 bucks. I think the guitars and all were good but the vocals just CMI. Besides, my entire afternoon and evening were both tiring. I wanted to sleep so much but couldn't. Eyes were sore and swollen from all the rubbing and how I wished I could just drop on my bed and sleep. Thank goodness my dad came and fetch me. Once I reached home and washed up, I fell into my longed-for sleep. I'm gonna miss guitar. Not necessarily the trainings but definitely the sec2s whom I've trained with and been with for 2 long years. They're all very fun people and sometimes I just hoped I could be in guitar for a little longer. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;But, I'm still glad I'm liberated from it. xD&lt;br /&gt;RJC's CCA will probably be better. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Right, so coming back to today, I just came back from the hospital. My grandma experienced some heart attack. Her blood veins? arteries? got blocked. According to my dad, she ate too much those fatty meat and stuff during the Praying time on sunday. Sigh, hope she gets well soon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And... moving on to happier stuff. It's yet another family dinner tonight! My dad won't be around in Singapore on my birthday so it's like a brought-forward celebration. My sister said we'll be going to Waraku, which is one of my favourite restaurants. Pictures, pictures and more pictures later at night. I'm gonna take a good one with my sisters and parents and print it out to slot into my wallet. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So here we are at the end of term3, and less than 10 weeks to the end of the year. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;How will it be?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Running the world,&lt;br /&gt;It's the time of our loves&lt;br /&gt;And baby we won't ever die.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we're the young and we're alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-8735075261907461480?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/8735075261907461480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/8735075261907461480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/09/motion-in-ocean.html' title='Motion in the Ocean'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtkQDtXOJ3I/AAAAAAAAB4E/_zCNjN9HdNs/s72-c/DSC01703.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-3234887536980547290</id><published>2007-08-30T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T23:55:34.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lasts</title><content type='html'>With the end of today, I start to realise the existence of so many 'lasts' of the secondary school life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the last proper and main lesson in which we actually learn new things.&lt;br /&gt;Today we had our last CCT ever.&lt;br /&gt;Today also marks the end of all hustle and bustle of the sec school life. &lt;br /&gt;and many more....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended my last CCT on a not-so-good note. I did try my best for this and if I still can't do it, I guess I'll just have to keep on trying and not be too worked up over it. It's a lesson I learnt and have learnt to applied it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, life became much more relaxing after the CCT. Usually after school on thursdays, I'd make my way to third lang centre. Well, there wasn't any today so I was quite lost. Didn't really know where to go, who was free at first, but eventually got to lunch with Kar Liang as we heave many sighs of relief and disappointment (for him), over the CCT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I had a rehearsal of sorts to go to at 2.30pm. Initially I wanted to pon it, but I decided to just relax and be there to do what I can and achieve the goals I set out for myself as a prefect at the start of this year - to contribute in any way I can. Furthermore, It beats going home and let my mind run wild unproductively, doesn't it? True enough, I did something productive. I designed 2 cards, for my FTs, with the help of Nabil and advice from Sadikin and others. To be frank, I'm quite disappointed over the fact that no one in my class bothered to make the card despite the continuous reminders. Nevertheless, I took a long 3 hours to draw, write, color and thankfully, I finished the cards for Mrs. Ong and Ms. Cai! As much as I don't really enjoy their lessons, they are wonderful people and I really am grateful for all they've done. But I'm not gonna go into the long thank-you letter of sorts essay now; I'm gonna save it for the end of year cards. Whatever it is, they'll forever be my best(est) FTs. That is a fact I won't deny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here are my masterpieces. It's not like the superbly wonderfully looking ones, but yea, I think the effort is pretty much evident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtbjGtXOJ0I/AAAAAAAAB3s/nM8i-8jjfao/s1600-h/DSC01699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104516932066748226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtbjGtXOJ0I/AAAAAAAAB3s/nM8i-8jjfao/s200/DSC01699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtbjHNXOJ2I/AAAAAAAAB38/7IczRhKWxek/s1600-h/DSC01701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104516940656682850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtbjHNXOJ2I/AAAAAAAAB38/7IczRhKWxek/s200/DSC01701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtbjG9XOJ1I/AAAAAAAAB30/pRQOis-8F70/s1600-h/DSC01700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104516936361715538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtbjG9XOJ1I/AAAAAAAAB30/pRQOis-8F70/s200/DSC01700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The first one is just wrong. I told Nabil to draw some kind of a QiPao thingy and he drew this. Still, I think it's really hilarious. Before that, the dress actually had the words "China 1" on it. We changed, thinking it was a bit too offensive. Nabil actually feared that CYH will be offended, but I guess CYH will just give a laugh and accept it with obscure gratitude.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The second one is the front of Mrs. Ong's card. It's quite self explanatory and kudos to JonLimes for drawing the owl for me! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Finally, to complement the owl, i represented 4A with a mouse/rat at the back of the card, just like how the owl is always hunting down the mouse. Although in real life, it doesn't really happen. In fact, the owl gets bullied in our case. xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I had a great afternoon. A good one in a long long time. When's the next going to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Teachers' Day celebrations and I hear people entertaining the thought of skipping the celebrations. Your thoughts may differ, but I'm puzzled. Why aren't you all concerned and affected by these events even at this last point in your secondary school life? Haven't you all realised that you need to cherish all these moments? Make your life colourful in all aspects, you should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My guitar concert, Rage XII, will then be happening later in the evening tomorrow. I didn't ask any of my classmates. Well, I didn't think they would bother to come anyway. Either way, I sold all my tickets so I'm looking forward to seeing the friends, the more supportive friends whom I haven't met in a while. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;OEPS used to be a must-go every teachers' day. But tomorrow, I have to be back in RI at 1.45pm and I am only dismissed at 10am. A lot of restrictions there. Still, I think I'll try to figure something out and go back to meet my teachers as well as my old friends. It has really been quite some time and I do want to meet these pals of mine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad the mad rush is temporarily over. Just the perfect time for rejuvenation.&lt;br /&gt;Duty starts 6.30am tomorrow morning. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Off to bed. *_*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-3234887536980547290?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/3234887536980547290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/3234887536980547290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/08/lasts.html' title='The Lasts'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtbjGtXOJ0I/AAAAAAAAB3s/nM8i-8jjfao/s72-c/DSC01699.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-3909084807989039138</id><published>2007-08-28T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T23:28:27.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonkers</title><content type='html'>Oral didn't go very well.&lt;br /&gt;Composition didn't go very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There goes my 4.0. ):&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's the final of the 3. Reading and Listening comprehension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously going bonkers. Yesterday I was just going crazy at night, making random noises here and there, like a retarded patient escaped from IMH. I think I'm entering a depression mode very soon. Just now, as I was downstairs buying dinner, I just felt down and oblivious to the surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too tired perhaps. 4 hours of Chinese in the morning, 2 hours of Japanese in the afternoon. It was so painful and tiring my head ached while writing the Japanese Compositions. Sigh, I keep making the same mistakes for Japanese. I just can't seem to get it into my head, and to think I'm going to take H2 Japanese next year. Maybe I should just stop studying Jap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking back home and I actually felt it was the end of everything, forgetting there are more to come tomorrow and the day after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, week10 is much more intense than week9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, moving on to slightly happier stuff. My sister, who's at manchester now, told me she got me my long awaited Mcfly album, Motion in the Ocean. It's only released in the UK so yea, hooray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other sister on the other hand, got herself a new photo printer and both of us were playing with it trying to figure it out. It couldn't work at first, until we realised we didn't connect the printer to the computer. -.-" Still, I managed to print a small card sized photo we took just last saturday, the one with the 3 siblings. *looks down*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah, I need some motivation. I doubt I'm getting any now so... *breathes deep*&lt;br /&gt;Jap ftw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-3909084807989039138?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/3909084807989039138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/3909084807989039138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/08/bonkers.html' title='Bonkers'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-3340435370082093063</id><published>2007-08-25T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T00:21:44.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camera Whores</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Right, so as you can see, titles are no longer dates. That's the change I was talking about. This means I gotta do more work since I have to think of appropriate words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm still studying jap at this late hour. Just came back from a dinner at Crystal Jade. My dad's leaving for indonesia next week and won't be coming back till 3 months later, so yea, it's sort of like a farewell dinner. We have it all the time in fact. So here we are, and my mom's always just insisting on taking pictures. Not that I'm against it but hahaa, we were the only people taking photos there. It did make us look like Cam whores. =P But who cares, memories are important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtBWMNXOJxI/AAAAAAAAB3U/a5HIEDdnSwU/s1600-h/IMG_3723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102673145556248338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtBWMNXOJxI/AAAAAAAAB3U/a5HIEDdnSwU/s320/IMG_3723.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;mom and dad&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtBWMtXOJyI/AAAAAAAAB3c/BcpBXQ1yflw/s1600-h/IMG_3729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102673154146182946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtBWMtXOJyI/AAAAAAAAB3c/BcpBXQ1yflw/s320/IMG_3729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;lee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtBWM9XOJzI/AAAAAAAAB3k/Y_ltloDGwmE/s1600-h/IMG_3732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102673158441150258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtBWM9XOJzI/AAAAAAAAB3k/Y_ltloDGwmE/s320/IMG_3732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;lees.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I always liked taking sibilings photos. No idea why but I just like it. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Tomorrow's another day for Chinese Opera practice and more Japanese to come. I have a feeling I won't have time for Chinese. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Sigh, and I thought week 10 would be salvation. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-3340435370082093063?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/3340435370082093063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/3340435370082093063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/08/camera-whores.html' title='Camera Whores'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RtBWMNXOJxI/AAAAAAAAB3U/a5HIEDdnSwU/s72-c/IMG_3723.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-5852098737876598984</id><published>2007-08-23T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T23:43:52.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thurs, aug23, 2007</title><content type='html'>Phew. I just finished my mock Chinese Prelim Paper which I believe 95% of the class didn't bother to do. But whatever, call me a teacher's pet or anything. I'm doing it for the sake of my own learning, period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My entire night just disappeared. Well, partly because Japanese ended late and I meant real late. We had extra 2 hours of lesson, on top of the original 2. So it was 4 hours straight of Japanese, until 6.35pm. Crazy, but fruitful. There was this part it just became speed doing of worksheets. We just zoomed past all the worksheets that were not done, and I had to just keep doing and doing before she reached that question. I'm really worried la, Jap's only a few days away!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, today is my blog's 3rd Birthday! Yet another birthday huh?&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Happy Birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is very important to me. It's the only way I can direct my stress and unhappiness and share my happiness with. Thank you blog for putting up with me. =P It's been great to have you along side with me through these 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main priority now is interhouse Chess tournament and House Carnival which I'm partly incharge of tomorrow. We're still calling people. Omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the PE dept.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-5852098737876598984?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/5852098737876598984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/5852098737876598984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/08/thurs-aug23-2007.html' title='thurs, aug23, 2007'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-6644419100205223442</id><published>2007-08-22T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T20:20:44.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wed, aug22, 2007</title><content type='html'>1 more day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Happy Birthday to&lt;/span&gt; Ivan!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Haha, sorry for the choice of colour but hey, I am considered the first to wish you okay, better be grateful. Still, good luck in your academics (I think you need it) and achieve great scores in EOYs. =)                                                 -from your ex deskmate, Shawn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was pretty much a slack day. The only proper lesson was math for me. The rest were all do-nothing lessons. I must say, standard of the English Oral Defense is pretty good overall, so I'm still pretty worried for mine despite telling myself to not ponder too much. *breathes in deep*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I wanted to blog about yesterday's Language Elective Scholarship briefing at MOELC. Basically, it's a scholarship for those who want to pursue the third language at JC. Of course, they must be academically able and linguistically talented. The prerequisites include a B3 in O'level or the equivalent in IP assessment, CCA and stuff. According to the scholarship executive officer, she said that there are about 20++ people who apply every year but only about 10 get selected. I really want it, and it really gives me much more reason to study harder for Japanese prelims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till now, I've only finished reading the yellow textbook and 1 workbook with alot more to go. 3 more textbooks and about 9-10 workbooks. @_@ I need a miracle to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of that scholarship, I'm gonna work my ass off and start mugging now.&lt;br /&gt;PRELIMS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-6644419100205223442?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/6644419100205223442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/6644419100205223442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/08/wed-aug22-2007.html' title='wed, aug22, 2007'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-5625762370223163288</id><published>2007-08-19T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T23:34:56.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sun, aug19, 2007</title><content type='html'>Sunday, supposedly a day for us to rest. But, there's still lots to do. For me, there is still a second RE presentation to prepare for. Plus, more rehearsals at Eunos CC for Chinese Opera. I can't wait till 3 weeks later, when the actual performance takes place. I will be so glad everything is over. No more weekend burdens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's training wasn't really happy. Some conflicts between US and a certain member. He seemed to be too uptight about every single thing and a slip of the mind is equivalent to not being serious. Having some fun now and then is also deemed as taking it for granted. I don't really know what his problem is. Maybe age is catching up on him and he's getting what, some attitude disease? I was very tempted to quarrel with him, early morning in the reception of the Eunos CC. Perhaps, it might seem that I am not taking this RE seriously but there're just so many things in my head to remember, you can't really expect me to remember every single detail, can you? To be frank, this morning before I left home, I was still thinking about the Japanese prelims I haven't prepared for, about the very urgent InterHouse Chess Competition namelist which is due this very night. The sticks were just too trivial then, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thought didn't just pop up today. There were many occasions before this. It just so happened it was a me-and-you situation today. Besides, I'm the only one who finds a problem with you, so it's quite clear who the problem lies with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a limit. If it happens again, I think a confrontation is necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, moving on to happier stuff. I just went for my first ever housewarming party at my neighbour's a few hours ago. It was really cool. All the mingling, like things you'll do at business conferences and stuff. Well, this new family is very nice and welcoming. I'm so glad I finally know a neighbour. My family's or rather my relationship hasn't really been very good. I mean, my neighbours are all grown ups? So I don't fit in. Not saying that this new family has kids my age but they took the first step and the housewarming made the relationship better. In fact, my oldest sister knows the younger son there, schoolmates back in Anglican High. So at least there's this "induced" closeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about the house, the furni and all are very modern. Furni's comfy, cool arrangement, advanced technology, the kind of house I'd love to live in. Haha, but who cares, I'm happy with my current one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Term 3 Week 9. What is to come?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-5625762370223163288?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/5625762370223163288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/5625762370223163288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/08/sun-aug19-2007.html' title='sun, aug19, 2007'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-4544345478988876928</id><published>2007-08-17T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T23:15:23.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fri, aug17, 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Note to Week 8: Get lost. I just kicked your ass.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 8 has really been the worst week ever. But hey, we survived it. Well done batchmates!&lt;br /&gt;Even though tests and stuff were over yesterday, it was still quite painful to sit through math and chemistry. They are my favourite subjects but all my energy was drained, partly because of the PT we had during PE, but mostly still because of the previous 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to pull through into the afternoon, when House Carnival and Careers Forum took place. For house carn, Hullett did pretty okay, coming in 1st for soccer (with some complains from bayley) and standing a chance of getting first in Hockey and also coming in 4th for Softball. I think it was not too bad! They really played their hearts out. Unforunately for tennis and basketball, it was postponed due to the rain so yea, let's hope my event will produce good results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whilst all these were going on, I was busy rushing to various places for the Careers Forum. I chose Aviation, Media and Engineering. Honestly, only the aviation one was informative. It made me even more interested in becoming a pilot. All the training, and stuff, gah! How I wish 9 years will pass now and I can apply online to be the pilot I've always wanted to be. As for the other 2, perhaps it's because of the fact that caucasians were the one giving the talk, so they don't really understand the mindset of Singaporeans, like how we only want information like what do you need? What is the job about? How much do you earn? etc. Practical, pragmatic, but that's Singapore for you. And you definitely have got to learn to live with it. So they droned on and on about the different aspects of their profession but not the points which such a forum should provide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite happy to have attended this forum thingy, quite good I must say. An excellent event to take my mind off horrific Academic Progress Report. Yes, we got it back today and, I deproved. By how much, I'm not sure. But really, it's quite depressing to see people in my class getting so high and I don't belong there. Haha, I realised this is actually my lowest GPA ever in my entire 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.45&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely isn't it? I showed it to my dad, and he was like *thumbs up*, "Good". Quite unexpected for me but it was really great encouragement. Really gave me even more reason for me to buck up for Japanese so I can ace it and get another 4.0 in my APR. I think in these last few weeks, it's just gonna be me working my best to score the best GPA I can get man... at least 3.6 maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, starting from tomorrow. It's preparing-for-Jap-prelims period. I have to really own Jap man. BUT there's still freaking Chinese Opera tomorrow, sunday and presentation next wednesday. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ala, I'm just gonna go to rest now and grieve over the death of my Ipod. Apparently, it got a heart attack and died. It doesn't respond at all. Will my dear sisters and mom get me a New one pleaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaase? Consider it my sweet 16 birthday present. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of birthday, This blog is coming close to 3 years old in less than a week!&lt;br /&gt;I'm already planning something. Like some small changes in the the posts and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's been a tiring week, great job guys. You deserve the break. Don't think too much about APR. It's not even the end. It's just a sign to let you know how much more you need to work in these coming weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to my long awaited sleep. Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-4544345478988876928?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/4544345478988876928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/4544345478988876928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/08/fri-aug17-2007.html' title='fri, aug17, 2007'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-1029499421053558372</id><published>2007-08-16T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T23:40:16.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thurs, aug16, 2007</title><content type='html'>Guess what? The entire week of stress is over! Well, almost, besides the fact that there's still house carnival to handle tomorrow. But that's trivial. I've done all the preparations needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem test today wasn't as great as i expected it to be. Got quite a few marks deducted already. And looking at how bad things could get, I can't help but think about my showcase portfolio, oral defense. More and more people have presented and I think I really didn't do well. In fact, I think I was one of the worst so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I try not to think about it too much, consoling myself with "it's not the results that matter, it's the process that does". Is it really? It's really a classic example of "Easier said than done". People always say as long as you learn something from your entire process of doing the project and you know you've done your best, you should be satisfied and be happy about it. But the reality is, we're all too bounded by scores, marks. So no matter what, in this oh-so pragmatic society, regardless of how much you think only about your gains from the process, it is definitely inevitable to think about your BAD results. I guess, only time will heal the bruises and cuts. Only time, will allow us to turn all these bad experiences into nothing more than a sweet memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I'm not being emo, as people deem it, or frustrated over the marks. You know, it's simply a thought that I just needed to express and write out somewhere to make me feel just a little better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm feeling much better after all those ranting above. Moving on, today was actually the 6th RI lecture on National Issues and RI actually got Mr. George Yeo to come talk to us, which I felt wasn't really related to the topic "Making a Difference". But nevertheless, thanks for coming Mr. Yeo. You helped me miss some lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to survive through the same ol' boring and dreary lessons, which I dozed off in so many times. Gah, can't blame me. I haven't been having enough sleep so yea, after all the immense build up of stress, my body and mind collapsed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, I survived Japanese. In fact, it wasn't too bad today. I quite enjoyed it. There was this point during lesson this photographer came and wanted to take our class photo, again. (she took on tues but the class wasn't complete.) Today, it was coincidental that everyone came! (maybe except that cat high guy) But somehow, I felt very happy to see everyone there. Adam from Singapore Sports School, whom I have never spoken to. Li En and Cheryl from SCGS. Suddenly, I felt this strong attachment to J4C. The people, the teacher, have been with me for close to a year, some close to two years. And we're going to part very soon after prelims, at the end of October. After that, it made me feel even more when our teacher told us to write our thoughts and stuff on a piece of paper that will be posted on our class page. I was just filled with emotions and just wrote everything out, though not very fluently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really striked me hard. 4 years of Japanese, 4 years of RI is just coming to an end very soon. To be honest, Japanese was the only lesson I enjoyed every time I have it in the year. Yes, even though I'll be taking Japanese next year, it will just feel different. Really, I'd rather return to MOELC for Japanese next time. If only, I had a choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, like KarLiang said, I'm gonna leave today behind, runaway in my dreams and face tomorrow with courage and positivity. As I always tell people, Stay Happy and Smile Always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's time for me to do the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-1029499421053558372?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/1029499421053558372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/1029499421053558372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/08/thurs-aug16-2007.html' title='thurs, aug16, 2007'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-417513845333751246</id><published>2007-08-14T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T23:51:30.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tues, aug14, 2007</title><content type='html'>my eyelids are telling me to let them shut. it's been two long days with sleeping hours not even accumulating to 10. gosh, that's how much i'm lacking of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either way, i'm grateful for the fact that my oral defense is finally over. i don't care if i did well or not, i just needed all these off my mind. right now, what's coming my way includes RE presentation, 2 of them infact, math cct, and chem cct. that's all for this week. more to come in week 10. sigh. i'm tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i think yesterday was the first day of the 7th lunar month. so yea, ghosts are out! my mom told me that there used to be alot of ge-tais around our block. it somehow disappeared though. but nevertheless, there were also auctions and when i was young, i rememberd sticking my face on the window panes and repeating what the auctioneer was shouting. "Sa-ba, sa-ba, gor-ba, gor-ba" (three hundred, three hundred, five hundred, five hundred). quite fun la that time. cus it was so irritating that i thought since i can't win them, i shall join them. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess today's gonna be another cannot-sleep-by-12am night. still got RE to cut here and there. but i'll try to sleep by 12.30. really need the energy for math tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, my spirits are lifted and i'm just relieved, very much, of alot of stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g'luck to all who are having their oral defenses tomorrow. make it work dudes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-417513845333751246?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/417513845333751246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/417513845333751246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/08/tues-aug14-2007.html' title='tues, aug14, 2007'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-5835418343389121799</id><published>2007-08-12T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T22:50:37.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sun, aug12, 2007</title><content type='html'>in just a few hours, we'll be facing the worst week ever in our entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't help but think about how others are doing for their oral defense. i'm feeling very insecure, very unconfident of my own work. maybe it's because i did it without having a strong understanding of what should be included.. or i'm just overly worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost everyone's been having an emotional breakdown and i almost did. it's just so stressful to have so many things going on. math pt, ss doc, oral defense, tests. it's really just crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, i've completed my script. i'm trying to keep out all unnecessary thoughts and just do my best tomorrow. once tomorrow's over, get it erased and move on to the tests. i don't wanna spend time harping on it and getting depressed over what cannot be changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. i detest everything in school now. and i can't bring myself to carry out my prefectorial duties tomorrow during the HCI-RI cup. but as bryan said, it's my responsibility and i guess, even if i fail in academics, i will still have to carry out my responsibility, don't i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bless you all, sec4s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it's raining outside,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;who's gonna come for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-5835418343389121799?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/5835418343389121799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/5835418343389121799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/08/sun-aug12-2007.html' title='sun, aug12, 2007'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-904013981516218401</id><published>2007-08-10T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T00:19:28.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fri, aug10, 2007</title><content type='html'>it's already friday. yet another moment where i find time is not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interview with miss ruby pan this afternoon went pretty smoothly. she was very friendly and maybe because of the small age difference, it wasn't that difficult to communicate and chat with her. in fact, she was very open and shared with us many things about her teaching in greenwich sec sch and her life in princeton university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so our final interview for SS doc is finally done and it's just down to editing, cutting, subtitling, transcripting. tedious weekend. sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oral defense. is on tuesday. die. i've already begun on my introduction. and hopefully i can finish tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of stuff to be done over this weekend. i need a break soon. and,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a hug anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-904013981516218401?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/904013981516218401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/904013981516218401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/08/fri-aug10-2007.html' title='fri, aug10, 2007'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-8370560918137994274</id><published>2007-08-09T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T23:32:26.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thurs, aug09, 2007</title><content type='html'>it's been quite a busy two days for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday it seems we have become stars in school, everyone now knows us as the OperaPeople. but anyway, i'm glad everything went almost fine yesterday with only a few screwups here and there. i'm still waiting for the photos and videos from xiaoxiao so meanwhile, be a bit patient!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we finally managed to get most of our filming for SS documentary done. thanks alot to the team for staying back and completing all that had to be done. tomorrow we're gonna interview rubypan, who kindly accepted our request and thank god she agreed, and now our video will be a bit more professional and credible with such a personality in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for today, here's wishing singapore a&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt; happy 42nd birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was at marina square together with serene, andrea, wenda, shihua, jinkai, zhenxiao, marvin, yinan and yewei to watch the fireworks. but everything just went wrong. we couldn't eat before the fireworks, jk and i got scammed of our mashed potato and coleslaw, our view of the fireworks were blocked by this freaking tree and yinan and yewei couldn't find their way to where we were. quite a big mess la but we managed to just enjoy abit before parting. the girls went to watch 881, and the guys went to have their meals. jk, yw and i went to killiney for some supper before leaving for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm quite surprised i could get onto the first train at the station. was expecting many full trains before i could board one but thankfully i managed to catch it, if not my mom's face would have been blacker than i expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rrsybdt1_eI/AAAAAAAAB3M/TViBdNDfJZo/s1600-h/P8090369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096722850714615266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rrsybdt1_eI/AAAAAAAAB3M/TViBdNDfJZo/s320/P8090369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rrsyatt1_dI/AAAAAAAAB3E/91rP-8Vffi0/s1600-h/P8090368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096722837829713362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rrsyatt1_dI/AAAAAAAAB3E/91rP-8Vffi0/s320/P8090368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;here's all i have for now. will get more from the others!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i wasted my time sleeping this afternoon and it's really time to get back to studying chemistry. =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-8370560918137994274?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/8370560918137994274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/8370560918137994274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/08/thurs-aug09-2007.html' title='thurs, aug09, 2007'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/Rrsybdt1_eI/AAAAAAAAB3M/TViBdNDfJZo/s72-c/P8090369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-780795239001532315</id><published>2007-08-07T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T22:00:46.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tues, aug07, 2007</title><content type='html'>tomorrow is THE day, national day celebration.&lt;br /&gt;and it's gonna be a big rushed day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the itinerary for tomorrow is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.15am - arrival at school&lt;br /&gt;6.20 ~ 7.30am - make up, wearing costumes, rehearsing&lt;br /&gt;7.30 ~ 9.45am - the celebration including our 5-minute performance&lt;br /&gt;10.00am - AQ paper in 4A!&lt;br /&gt;10.30am ~~ - interviews with teachers for SS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so packed. i wonder if i'll have time to do AQ in time with all the removal of makeup etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but who cares, i'm gonna make it work tomorrow man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better sleep early, needa wake up at 5.15am!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-780795239001532315?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/780795239001532315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/780795239001532315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/08/tues-aug07-2007.html' title='tues, aug07, 2007'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-6972997433350628508</id><published>2007-08-06T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T22:37:27.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mon, aug06, 2007</title><content type='html'>A long day indeed. it got so tiring, i fell asleep during geography, well not as if it was the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of the time during lessons, i can't help but keep getting reminded that i have oral defense unprepared for and it is seriously making me nervous. no wonder they're stuffing everything to week8. we have a long long weekend, that's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO MANY &lt;strong&gt;SHIT&lt;/strong&gt; TO DO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn it. i'm just glad tomorrow's the last school day. and wed, will be the day, i put on make up and let the school laugh at me. how exciting. we had better not screw up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatver it is, i can foresee the next few days, even weeks to be very uneventful, if you exclude schoolwork, schoolwork and more schoolwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised my posts are getting shorter. many a times i've tried to talk about an issue or just write about my feelings on certain stuff i saw earlier on but everytime i try to start, all my ideas just poof and disappear, leaving me staring into the blank space given to me, not knowing what to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 17 days more to my blog's 3rd birthday. such a long way isn't it? but are there really changes at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;interhousechess.oraldefense.ssdoc.mathcct.chemcct.physicscct.hmtprelims.japprelims.and never-ending projects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-6972997433350628508?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/6972997433350628508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/6972997433350628508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/08/mon-aug06-2007.html' title='mon, aug06, 2007'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-3093570092406009599</id><published>2007-08-03T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T21:39:18.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fri, aug03, 2007</title><content type='html'>cross country was great. not because, hullett was owning everyone, which wasn't the case, but because it just felt wonderful to cheer my fellow housemates on as they slowly ran to the finishing line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ran a decent 25 minutes and 5-10 seconds. it's actually considered quite good already. the cut off point was 25minutes and below. i was about 10metres away from the line and they shouted "25min cut off point up!" and i was like "shit! you can't cut off yet!" i was just 4 steps away. hopefully they counted my 2 points in, or else the 4.2km i ran would be a complete waste. Yes, we did run 4.2km at bedok reservoir park, for the first time. usually, it would be at macritchie but i heard they couldn't book in it time, so bedok was the other best alternative. bedok was mostly flat terrain and u could see the entire course, which was very very long and it gets you demoralised at times but the closer you get, the faster you'll run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway after the sec4s ran, i was there by the final 100m route, waiting for the sec1s, 2s and 3s to run pass me and there was once i cheered so much i was so close to losing my voice. but i enjoyed it. seeing the hullettians doing their best for the house makes me feel proud and glad i'm in hullett.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of everything, a hullettian won first for u15 and u17. still i don't think it's enough to push us to third but oh well, who cares anyway?! i've come to understand, that it's all for the sake of bonding rafflesians closer together and we really shouldn't find ourselves fighting against each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the entire cross country has made me very tired now. partly because of the heat then, and also because of the fact that i had soccer for PE this morning. there's still more to do tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think i'll have an early night today. and enjoy my weekends~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-3093570092406009599?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/3093570092406009599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/3093570092406009599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/08/fri-aug03-2007.html' title='fri, aug03, 2007'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-3098941519954629370</id><published>2007-08-01T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T21:53:00.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wed, aug01, 2007</title><content type='html'>happy august, y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm over it. we're all over it. dramafeste is nothing but a memory. in fact, i have better things to be sad over, better things to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just struck me that i actually have a hundred and one things to be do by the end of week 8, coupled with many other test as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, i realised that because of the never ending stuff i have to complete, the to-do list in my diary is always unticked, which means undone. most of the time it'll be ticked by the next day, but it seems it's accumulating all the way till the weekends when i have the time to work things out. now is the time i say, "i need 72 hours in a day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my guitar teacher was asking me, ' what are not involved in? ' and it did make me dumbfounded for a second. maybe i really am involved in too many things, including the 2 upcoming Chinese Opera performances, hullett house matters and many more. but i dont know, it always seems that u will only feel the satisfaction at the end of all the hustle and bustle. question now is, can i even survive all these? the journey just seems too arduous for me to continue, much less to finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a physics quiz tomorrow and i really need to pull this one off. i haven't really been doing well for the past few quizzes and i'm just worried i might even make it to a 3.2 for physics eventually. i guess it's time for me to pay more attention to my academics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, a new month signifies a step closer to the end of secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;i am and am not anticipating it. there's gonna be so much happiness yet sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for now, i think i'm very much anticipating it.&lt;div 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-1833854229649877888</id><published>2007-07-29T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T23:48:21.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sun, jul29, 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;... never thought in sec one that we would have gone this far...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so didn't i, nabil. and it's amazing how we all change, but still remain the friends we were 3 years ago. you too have been supportive as a friend, and i know how much DF meant to you. it's not a clear indication of your ability. you know there's much more in you. i just wanna say, don't give up hope. just remember, keep your friends close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should be asleep by now. wasn't really in the mood to start studying for the various tests. but whatever. honestly, i'm still not over DF. you could say i was struck numb yesterday. but today, all that emotion just started flowing through. amazing isn't it? how a seemingly small event can cause so much to happen. it can't be put into words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, my sister's getting dinner/supper. she went out and told me she'd get food so here i am, waiting for food. imagine if i sleep now, she'll scream at me the next morning for wasting her cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, lets just move on to sth happier. our expression page is out! and kudos to gene for making this wonderful piece of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RqyvnNt1_cI/AAAAAAAAB28/KuqZLxTVM-U/s1600-h/4A+Expressions+Page+v2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092638366880890306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RqyvnNt1_cI/AAAAAAAAB28/KuqZLxTVM-U/s320/4A+Expressions+Page+v2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;lovely isn't it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i'm really gonna miss this class, despite its craziness and also the frustration i always have with them. i love you, 4a. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;tomorrow, we return back to school..&lt;br /&gt;to face all that is to come. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;really, smile.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-1833854229649877888?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/1833854229649877888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/1833854229649877888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/07/sun-jul29-2007.html' title='sun, jul29, 2007'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RqyvnNt1_cI/AAAAAAAAB28/KuqZLxTVM-U/s72-c/4A+Expressions+Page+v2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-5632374392175147783</id><published>2007-07-29T01:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T01:51:26.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sat, jul28, 2007</title><content type='html'>it's quite late and i should really be sleeping. but after all the trauma and disappointment, i think i really need to spill all the emotions out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dramafeste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frankly, it was very emotional. hullett came back with no awards.. and i know it is very devastating for the entire cast and crew, esp nabil and anish, who worked really hard to put up this wonderful piece of work. if you went around asking, i'm quite sure people would agree hullett was really good at most parts. i'm not trying to like, make my house sound great or sth, but honestly, after looking at that train so much, i really feel that we should have won something at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do agree that morrison's script was better, and btw, congrats to karliang. i could accept our losses in scriptwriting, directorship, play and everything but just one thing, how was shyan better than daniel? i'm not being biased here or something, but i truly felt that daniel was much better. he was more natural and knew how to really do things right. i felt shocked and sad for daniel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, all i can say is to move on and know that we did our best and we were one of the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to nabil: i know this means a lot to you. and you have been great throughout the entire thing. you were great as a director. you have to believe in yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to all the other cast: it was a job well done, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's late and i must confess, there's still this tiny bit of sadness.&lt;br /&gt;but we gotta move on. there're more things to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hullett dramafeste 2007. we were great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-5632374392175147783?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/5632374392175147783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/5632374392175147783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/07/sat-jul28-2007.html' title='sat, jul28, 2007'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-3814866812456151761</id><published>2007-07-25T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T22:43:37.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wed, jul25, 2007</title><content type='html'>time hasn't really been the kindest to me. there were days i just had to stay up late and get only a miserable 4 hours of sleep like on monday, and there were days i got a bit luckier to have had an extra hour, like yesterday. it isn't a very academically-busy period, but the other commitments were just hell, especially dramafeste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never expected it to be this harsh. and it always dragged till late in the night, when i'm the most groggy and unwilling to do stuff. perhaps that's why i get moody easily at those times and tend to look depressed. it's the unholy hour that's playing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but whatever it is, i'm glad i survived today's geog test. i had the points, and i guessed i only missed out 2 other points. hopefully i can improve from the previous test, that's all i ask for actually. i've never pinned my hopes on geography ever since the start of this year. the change in personnel, the topics, just wasn't working for me. of course i could have spent more time revising but i guess it was more worth it reading the Harry Potter book i borrowed from leonard. i must say, the last book is very interesting and it always leaves you with a cliffhanger at the end of every chapter, which makes you wanna keep going on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a happy ending in the end, as all magical fairy tales always have and there's even an epilogue at the back talking about their far far future. i guess, that's how everything will end, won't it? it feels kinda empty after u finish the entire book, thinking that no more of such hp-related books will be published anymore. it's the end. nevertheless, i had a great time reading all the book and well, kudos to Rowling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're only halfway through the week and guess what, the "best" is yet to be.&lt;br /&gt;more rehearsals, more work, more lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when will it ever end?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-3814866812456151761?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/3814866812456151761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/3814866812456151761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/07/wed-jul25-2007.html' title='wed, jul25, 2007'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-731995654676002746</id><published>2007-07-22T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T21:43:29.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sun, jul22, 2007</title><content type='html'>this is probably the best day of july.&lt;br /&gt;haha i admit i was pretty impatient before this but heck it, i got what i wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went to eunos CC this morning for the first official training with everyone else who is going to be involved in the main actual performance. it was quite nervewrecking then since it was the first time i read my lines in  front of so many people in a long while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nevertheless, it ended and my dad took me and my sis to funan it mall to get my laptop! it took me a while to decide the color of the sony vaio i was gonna get but eventually chose a green one. i think it looks pretty good. u can check it out at the sony website. it's Sony Vaio C25G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it came with a lot of free stuff. like.. a carrying case, a bag, Microsoft Office 2007, free upgrade to 2gb ram and 160gb external hard disk drive. and after adding the cost of the extended warranty, the total cost was somewhere around 2.5k. very cheap already i felt. of course, i got myself a set of earphones. the old one... sigh. long story. but anyway it's gone now so i decided to get a new one for myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we arrived back, it was just pure fiddling and testing out the new device at home. still trying to get use to everything new. hopefully this new comp of mine will not fail me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from mom's birthday dinner. we went to east point, at the canton restaurant as usual to have our dinner and after that, my sister sponsored me a 2gb thumbdrive. i'm glad i have all that i need with me, all in one single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love today. but i know it's not gonna last long. ccts coming. and more project gonna be due!&lt;br /&gt;and i still haven't read Harry Potter. i bet i'll be blasted with spoilers tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for now, i'm gonna enjoy my new and lovely little green laptop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-731995654676002746?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/731995654676002746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/731995654676002746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/07/sun-jul22-2007.html' title='sun, jul22, 2007'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-8313814752815963708</id><published>2007-07-21T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T21:29:09.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sat, jul21, 2007</title><content type='html'>mom's birthday was yesterday. and as usual, we always find a day where everyone is free and then we'll go have a meal. simple methods to celebrate a birthday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, these few days my mind has been thinking about the laptop i've been longing for. my dad decided to change company and thus, the laptop's gonna be taken back soon. and i will need a laptop, my very own personal laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been considering an apple macbook and a sony vaio. and after much advice from friends and much pondering, i've decided to go with a Sony Vaio C25, Green colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as much as i want it, i dont know if my dad will bring me and go get it tomorrow as promised. i hope he does. or else i guess i'll be pretty sad and disappointed. because of this laptop thingy, i haven't been able to do anything with full concentration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, besides all these, today's also the release of the final book of Harry Potter series. i read like, the first 23 pages and it is still alright for me. i'm mentally prepared to get bombarded by spoilers on monday. and honestly, i myself have already been spoilt a few times already. darn it man. i can only get from leonard/xiao after they finish their books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of stuff to do. better get started on studying geog! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hopes. false hopes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-8313814752815963708?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/8313814752815963708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/8313814752815963708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/07/sat-jul21-2007.html' title='sat, jul21, 2007'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-2243065664133865908</id><published>2007-07-17T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T22:39:15.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tues, jul17, 2007</title><content type='html'>it's only week 4 and i'm feeling the lethargy and stress on me.&lt;br /&gt;i feel that i've been talking about all these stressful matters ever since term started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not complaining or whining about my oh so, stressful life. but rather, just finding some place, some one to release all the bottled up emotions inside, and seems like, blogger is just the right place. it's been very tiring these few days with more tests, projects and more sch activities to attend to and juggling so many at one go isn't making it any easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;late nights, early mornings. draining it is. i think i've never been as tired as when i was in judo. that time it was physical tiredness, now it's both physical and mental..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wished life for me could be as simple as a normal student, as a normal rafflesian studying, going regularly for ccas and spend more time at home than in school. but i know, if i didn't have such a life, i would regret it. i'm just not the one who can be happy leading a normal and simple student life. that's just not me. in fact, sometimes i wonder if i actually enjoy such a hectic life. i'll feel out of place having nothing to do till late in the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well enough of that, today went pretty fine. assembly was apparently swopped with period 1 of thursday, and there went double PE. still, i had fun during soccer. must admit that my techniques and skills aren't the best but hey, i can kick and i did manage to touch the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thank god this week's elearning week, no third lang which ironically, i'm thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more to come tomorrow. and the never ending rehearsals. really need to pull this off hullett.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-2243065664133865908?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/2243065664133865908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/2243065664133865908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/07/tues-jul17-2007.html' title='tues, jul17, 2007'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-883373279299805824</id><published>2007-07-15T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T22:22:04.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sun, jul15, 2007</title><content type='html'>how fast time flies isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;we're already halfway through july and very soon, term 3's gonna come to an end. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these past 2 days were pretty independent days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom got hospitalised on friday evening and the next 2 days, i.e. yesterday and today, my sister and i had to do all the chores and things that she usually does when she's at home. like.. i swept the floor, washed clothes yesterday and cleaned the floor today, while my sis did the ironing and washing of clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda tough, maybe because we didn't really have the time but we still gotta get it done kinda thing. well, we did get it done and my mom's finally back today to rest and get ready to take back her original "duties".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's chinese opera practice went pretty fine. but somehow i just can't remember all my moves for the national day celebration performance. it's stressing me out and i'm already having butterflies in my stomach a month before the actual thing. can't imagine how i'll be like on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nonetheless, week 4's just 2 hours away and it's gonna be hectic. Hullett house matters haunt again. and.. more projects. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well catch you guys soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-883373279299805824?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/883373279299805824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/883373279299805824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/07/sun-jul15-2007.html' title='sun, jul15, 2007'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-6914554566663489234</id><published>2007-07-12T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T23:18:42.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thurs, jul12, 2007</title><content type='html'>i know it sounds strange, but believe it or not, today was a pretty awesome day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably because i didnt have to sit through all 5 hours of lessons in school + 2 hours in MOELC. in fact, i only had to attend the first 2 lessons, which by the way are one of my favourite lessons, math and english. it was quite easy to get by. and after that, it was just resting and preparing for the performance at HCI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think today's one was a small preview for the people to watch and tomorrow, it'll be the main thing with very important people coming and having lots of ppl watching us perform. i'm still feeling pretty upset over my mistake at the prologue, and hopefully i don't screw things up tomorrow again. but overall, i think we did well. simple but profound and meaningful. and i did feel that SCGS was really good too! worthy of their gold with honours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we arrived back from HCI, stanley, will and i were pretty much confirmed going back home but we started talking about harry potter and ha, crazy me proposed the idea of watching it today. and both of them were like, why not? let's take the gamble and so, we did go and we did watch it. a long 2hours and 20minutes it was before it ended at around 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harry potter wasn't that bad like some said. if you don't remember much about the book, the movie will be great. and i liked it. although it got pretty boring at some parts but overall, i loved it. Luna Lovegood was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. catch it yourself. i think you'll enjoy it as much as i did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-6914554566663489234?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/6914554566663489234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/6914554566663489234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/07/thurs-jul12-2007.html' title='thurs, jul12, 2007'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-7648753286953042453</id><published>2007-07-09T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T22:35:07.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mon, jul09, 2007</title><content type='html'>i realise my week is very packed with so many stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wed - swimming finals support&lt;br /&gt;thurs and fri - SYF piece performance at HCI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you might just wanna slot in the various meetings in and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning i was still talking to tingyang and asking him if he wanted to watch Harry Potter and to only remember that i have the SYF thingy. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vectors went pretty okay for me today.&lt;br /&gt;but there's still physics quiz tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;and english biography ppt the day after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a break after this week? perhaps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-7648753286953042453?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/7648753286953042453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/7648753286953042453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/07/mon-jul09-2007.html' title='mon, jul09, 2007'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-6518380644758158858</id><published>2007-07-08T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T17:15:12.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sun, jul08, 2007</title><content type='html'>Answer the Call! Live Earth 07.07.07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought this whole international concert thing was pretty cool and channel 5 is really showing alot of support by screening all the concerts at the different parts of the world. since 7pm yesterday, they've been playing it and it'll only stop at 7pm later. 24hours straight, wow. to think i was still attempting to stay up all night to watch the whole thing but of course, i didn't make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before Live Earth happened, i was actually out at Life Presbyterian Church over at Newton, attending Miss Wok or Mrs. Wang's wedding. it was something fresh for me since it was the first time i attended a christian wedding. Well i did see some on those chinese drama but attending it LIVE, an actual one? never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was quite cool. there was the choir singing, then the pastor and walking down the red carpet, taking the vows, unveiling the bride, exchanging of rings and of course, prayers and singing of hymns. i thought the entire thing was just fairytale-like. well, after that we had photo taking and reception including some catching up with the hostess herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was the same, all rowdy and stuff but nevertheless, congratulations Miss Wok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, the whole class left and most of them, including me, went to cuppage plaza to play pool. i was pretty reluctant at first because i wasn't the pool-type and plus my skills weren't very good too. but in the end, i still played 2 games. and great game there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never thought i was gonna be affected by Live Earth concert thingy, but hey, guess what? the messages and stuff did work, i'm pretty much more conscious about the stuff i do now. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe you should too! save our generation and the generations to come.&lt;br /&gt;Live Earth 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-6518380644758158858?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/6518380644758158858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/6518380644758158858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/07/sun-jul08-2007.html' title='sun, jul08, 2007'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-8313392222117983207</id><published>2007-07-06T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T23:27:28.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fri, jul06, 2007</title><content type='html'>don't know why these few nights, my eyes will start to get sore and slightly painful. maybe this is the result of not having enough sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyway, i just came back from Con Brio, RIMB's concert for this year. they performed a total of 10 pieces, plus an additional 2 encore pieces. i've always loved big band music so yea, definintely was appealing and my cup of tea. for those who were there, i specially loved "Carmen Fantasy" and "Gershwin".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was also mufti day and a big portion of the student population actually did come in their home clothes so it was pretty cool, feels like some poly-student. i wore my new baleno striped greeny yellow shirt with jeans. simple. but what made it troublesome was the fact that we had PE the first period, so i had to change right after assembly and could only change back after the SYF piece performance at the gallery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, it was just a long 6 hour doing physics, dramafeste rehearsal and just pure boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, i'm dead tired and my throat's not making it any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss wok's wedding tomorrow. see you there 4a!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-8313392222117983207?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/8313392222117983207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/8313392222117983207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/07/fri-jul06-2007.html' title='fri, jul06, 2007'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-2957803954983966684</id><published>2007-07-04T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T22:12:15.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wed, jul04, 2007</title><content type='html'>at last, my 400th post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nothing really happy to post about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just recovered from my fever. and oh well, back to reality tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of stuff to do tomorrow and this week.&lt;br /&gt;really need to survive these 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told ya term3 is the killer term.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-2957803954983966684?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/2957803954983966684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/2957803954983966684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/07/wed-jul04-2007.html' title='wed, jul04, 2007'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-7935716373699201358</id><published>2007-07-01T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T22:54:44.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sun, jul01, 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Happy Youth Day!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel proud being a youth. not like i have many more years to celebrate it, so better start having fun. it's quite interesting, cause my sec1s are like asking me how youth day is celebrated in RI, and stuff like that and when i tell em' bout it, they get pretty excited and wow-ed. Well, it's the first year celebrating their youth, finally, some recognition for their growth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today was my 2nd uncle's birthday. and as usual, we'll make our way down there to just eat and like give him face, and be present for the sake of showing respect. but anyway, i'm glad they didn't do all the karaoke stuff while i was there. i'd probably get some headache if they had done so. still, i must admit i did enjoy myself. the food was good, we got to watch tv, my smile pasta, that i missed and of course, seeing all my cousins plus uncles and aunties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, shawn is actually not registered in my birth cert. but it has been used since i was born. my godma gave me that name and so, my maternal relatives call me that sometimes. usually, they'd call me "didi", which also means younger brother. and it did suit me last time because i was young and all, but it does change over time i realise. nowadays, when my cousins call me didi, i think it's because of my height or something, it sounds weird and another cousin will correct him/her and ask him to call me shawn instead. maybe when i'm older, i'll add shawn officially into my IC. but meanwhile, tat chern's good as ever. love the name. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have alot of work undone. and greenwave isn't giving me a good time either.&lt;br /&gt;yl, you really need to do some work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to study.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-7935716373699201358?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/7935716373699201358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/7935716373699201358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/07/sun-jul01-2007.html' title='sun, jul01, 2007'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-1835985457746353175</id><published>2007-06-29T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T23:32:22.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fri, jun29, 2007</title><content type='html'>well, our taiko affinity came to an end today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember we first met at the japanese association and i didn't see any familiar faces except for gabriel tong. i was pretty worried and reluctant because it wasn't comfortable at all working as a team when the team members doesn't know each other and aren't close to each other. but i guess, i persisted on in hope of getting to know them better and also sticking on because taiko was just fun and a fresh new exciting thing for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at last, after 4 months or so, i finally began talking to them during the june holidays, on our external meeting. since then on, we got to interact more often and in the process, got very close together. our meetings increased in june and eventually, we performed our long piece today in front of many VIPs and guests and winners of the MOELC prize presentation ceremony. we totally pwned the other departments, because we got the loudest and longest cheering and applause from the audience. the performance was just wonderful and i thought that was our best ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, this morning, we met early, and went shopping for a present for namiko sensei, who by the way, is our instructor. in the end we got her a shirt that says "working woman". and after that, we went straight to MOELC and started preparing ourselves by chilling out, listening to music, sleeping, poker cards and cam whoring. and by around4, we started dressing ourselves up. then, the tragedy struck. apparently, the OM didn't allow xinying's siblings to come in because they were using her friend's lanyard and it was like some sort of offence to use someone else's lanyard. she got very devastated and at that moment, everyone was just pissed off. we tried to console her, encourage her and i tried to make her happy and not think too much about what happened. i think it kind of succeeded since she performed well during the performance. she's a strong lady la. so kudos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went for dinner after that and started talking about pretty awkward stuff. shall not dwell into it. but we all know, and honestly xinying, it was quite bonding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm very tired now. arms sore, eyes painful. and i just wanna go sleep now. tomorrow's gonna be a homework day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go out with the 9 of them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i think ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RoUlJjfsePI/AAAAAAAAB2U/ivEV77HUKrI/s1600-h/Taiko+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081508600634702066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RoUlJjfsePI/AAAAAAAAB2U/ivEV77HUKrI/s200/Taiko+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RoUlKDfseQI/AAAAAAAAB2c/Oo1V7ug1qfI/s1600-h/Taiko+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081508609224636674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RoUlKDfseQI/AAAAAAAAB2c/Oo1V7ug1qfI/s200/Taiko+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RoUlKzfseRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/NnXZdmDScAw/s1600-h/Taiko+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081508622109538578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RoUlKzfseRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/NnXZdmDScAw/s200/Taiko+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RoUlujfseSI/AAAAAAAAB2s/94w5O9b0wi4/s1600-h/Taiko+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081509236289861922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RoUlujfseSI/AAAAAAAAB2s/94w5O9b0wi4/s400/Taiko+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we rocked &lt;s&gt;the house&lt;/s&gt; MOELC!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-1835985457746353175?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/1835985457746353175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/1835985457746353175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/06/fri-jun29-2007.html' title='fri, jun29, 2007'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RoUlJjfsePI/AAAAAAAAB2U/ivEV77HUKrI/s72-c/Taiko+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-1669256944377062660</id><published>2007-06-26T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T23:11:50.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tues, jun26, 2007</title><content type='html'>second day. second day. still as bad as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fell asleep in geog class, assembly, jap class.&lt;br /&gt;very bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost my prefect badge, misplaced my notebook.&lt;br /&gt;not good at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leg's hurting. feeling tired all around.&lt;br /&gt;somebody save me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-1669256944377062660?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/1669256944377062660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/1669256944377062660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/06/tues-jun26-2007.html' title='tues, jun26, 2007'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-6596297690320209435</id><published>2007-06-25T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T22:25:31.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mon, jun25, 2007</title><content type='html'>first day of school. terrible man.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up. tired, eyes sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the entire school day, i was just so bored, tired. i just felt like sleeping every time lessons started. i just wasn't in the mood for learning. and every minute seemed to drag forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, there were kinda like a few bad omens this morning. kinda like a "raffles dying spree".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, the AV system didn't work and the mic just didn't work for us during morning assembly, so we couldn't have anything, could only send the students back to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, when i was back at the SR block, there was this big group of people crowding at the other end and i thought it probably was just some random bird or some girl walking pass. but just about 5 minuts before first lesson started, i got informed that someone, some sec3 guy, fell from the 4th floor of SR block. everyone started thinking like, he probably jumped because of too much stress, and some thought that a teacher pushed him over. but if i'm not wrong, 2 guys were playing, running around and one accidentally pushed the other over. but well, he wasn't too badly injured. luckily he fell on a short grass patch, didn't die, but still in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first i thought it'd be people jumping from the RJC side, since the stress level there is much higher than here in RI. fyi, CTs happening for RJC now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, just a few hours later, i received news that his RJ triathlete died, upon completion of his triathlon at ECP. apparently, there were no medics around then and no one knew how to do CPR, and yea, it kinda wasted some time.. i heard he qualified for the SEAgames but well, another loss for RJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day of school ain't that good huh? thank god, 2 more days till the long weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to make it through tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;survivor Raffles Institution begins today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-6596297690320209435?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/6596297690320209435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/6596297690320209435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/06/mon-jun25-2007.html' title='mon, jun25, 2007'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-5706183613778533452</id><published>2007-06-24T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T17:14:37.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sun, jun24, 2007</title><content type='html'>i slept so much today, 12 hours straight. i was really that tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i went out with my habbo friends. it was pretty fun going out with them, though it was a little bit awkward since it was the first time i met them. so yea, there were lots of photos taken ytd, by cindy, but i'm too lazy to download and upload again. so.... no pics! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, we'll all be going back to school. it's more of waking up at 5.30am, reaching home late in the afternoon, more tests, more stress..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feeling really sour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school just.... sucks, for now. i need more time to rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-5706183613778533452?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/5706183613778533452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/5706183613778533452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/06/sun-jun24-2007.html' title='sun, jun24, 2007'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-6896999487982159762</id><published>2007-06-21T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T09:37:59.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thurs, jun21, 2007</title><content type='html'>i hate waking up early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;especially waking just to buy groceries. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reason being, there's not alot of people online in the morning and practically nothing to do, so it gets real boring and you can't sleep. there're no nice shows on tv. mornings suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we went greenwave shooting yesterday. it was pretty interesting, though we barely filmed for 1hour? and then we went to macs to eat. apparently, we just needed to film a few stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after talking for very long at macs, they went to wenjian's home, while i went home to rest and get ready for my taiko prac later in the afternoon. the performance is coming in 8 days, but i'm not veryyy nervous or anxious. but it was fun playing the big drums yesterday, and finally, we could do the entire thing many times through. now, we just need to practise a bit more and hopefully we'll put up a good show nxt friday at MOELC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only 3 more days till school reopens. hurray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-6896999487982159762?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/6896999487982159762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/6896999487982159762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/06/thurs-jun21-2007.html' title='thurs, jun21, 2007'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-2022341751646563891</id><published>2007-06-19T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T23:39:55.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tues, jun19, 2007</title><content type='html'>it's tuesday! which means it was workout day. but today, we were missing serene because she's in hongkong for some expedition. i wish her and andrea well. hahaha. apparently, they're climbing some mountain, and they better not fall off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we did our usual sets, but instead of running 2.4km,  we did sprints. sprint 400m, rest, sprint, rest, for 1.6km. i was really tired, even more tired than i did when i ran 2.4km. oh well, i'm very tired now. gonna scoot off to sleep real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, i gotta be up at 8. so wash up and everything to meet mingzhe at 9 at bedok, so we can proceed to ECP to film our greenwave documentary with wenjian. actually, i realise our group's product is pretty big. other groups are doing small stuff like brochures, books, a small and very easy stuff. i can't believe i'm killing myself doing this stupid geog project. Curse you geog dept!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, yesterday, i went to catch shrek3, to kill time, and after that, fantastic four: rise of the silver surfer with my sister. shrek3 was totally hilarious, a must watch. actually, you don't need to watch shrek1 and 2 to understand the entire shrek3. it's still pretty okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FF2 was good too. just watch both. hahaa. though i'm bursting to tell you guys what happened, imma keep my mouth shut and let ya'll enjoy the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm off to some greenwave kickassing tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;5 days left till school reopens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;boo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-2022341751646563891?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/2022341751646563891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/2022341751646563891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/06/tues-jun19-2007.html' title='tues, jun19, 2007'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-1619449267856853130</id><published>2007-06-17T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T23:48:47.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sun, jun17, 2007</title><content type='html'>1 last week to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm freaking myself out too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we've decided to push physics to next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we're gonna finalise biography tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we're gonna work through the week for greenwave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we're gonna start on xungen soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'll finish my physics assignment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is crazy.&lt;br /&gt;i think this is the first time i've ever been so stressed up because of holiday homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go out with my primary school friends,&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go out with the taiwan gang,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm out of time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-1619449267856853130?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/1619449267856853130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/1619449267856853130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/06/sun-jun17-2007.html' title='sun, jun17, 2007'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-7118204785505606096</id><published>2007-06-16T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T23:45:08.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sat, jun16, 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've finally taken a break from all the homework over the week today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i met the lingmin, melody, marvin and sabi at pasir ris mrt station. and as usual, we had to wait like one hour before we moved on to somewhere. honestly, it was pretty much a failure because it started pouring and we just had to cancel our cycling adventure. however, we still did try to have some fun at the arcade at white sands shopping centre so kudos to zone x! pingfang and sabi, i wanna play that trophy thingy again. LOL. it's really cool, that thing lets you take a photo of the players to be put by the score after u finish your game. so try it! although some of the games really needed some japanese. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly, cherie had to go so we stayed at whitesands until about 4, 5pm before we went to tampines mall and chilled at starbucks coffee with and serene and andrea and yewei. i still think, sitting down and hanging out with friends is the most economical and most interactive social activity. we talked about people, school stuff, and almost everything that we could think of. i propose we do that the next time we meet, which is most likely gonna happen next week. heh. last time before sch reopens. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at about 6 plus, i made my way to Waraku @ Katong to meet up with my family for a Fathers' Day dinner! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as usual, photos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnP9BXMTQkI/AAAAAAAAB0E/W_OiPQaAzqE/s1600-h/IMG_2969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076679404823986754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnP9BXMTQkI/AAAAAAAAB0E/W_OiPQaAzqE/s200/IMG_2969.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnP9AnMTQjI/AAAAAAAABz8/nzmjDviPoEI/s1600-h/IMG_2965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076679391939084850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnP9AnMTQjI/AAAAAAAABz8/nzmjDviPoEI/s200/IMG_2965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;some before meal snaps. mom and dad on the left, sisters on the right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnP9BnMTQlI/AAAAAAAAB0M/50gQM3j5zM8/s1600-h/IMG_2971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076679409118954066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnP9BnMTQlI/AAAAAAAAB0M/50gQM3j5zM8/s200/IMG_2971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnP9B3MTQmI/AAAAAAAAB0U/lbARd1N8aFY/s1600-h/IMG_2967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076679413413921378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnP9B3MTQmI/AAAAAAAAB0U/lbARd1N8aFY/s200/IMG_2967.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and there we have the ladies, and the guys.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnP9CXMTQnI/AAAAAAAAB0c/YIDmklsfHnc/s1600-h/IMG_2972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076679422003855986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnP9CXMTQnI/AAAAAAAAB0c/YIDmklsfHnc/s200/IMG_2972.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;tea and drinks are served, by some waitress whom my sis says is a vietnamese. o.o&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnP-3nMTQoI/AAAAAAAAB0k/MjMxtplT33U/s1600-h/IMG_2974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076681436343517826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnP-3nMTQoI/AAAAAAAAB0k/MjMxtplT33U/s200/IMG_2974.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnP-4HMTQqI/AAAAAAAAB00/0l5tRg_jZIE/s1600-h/IMG_2977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076681444933452450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnP-4HMTQqI/AAAAAAAAB00/0l5tRg_jZIE/s200/IMG_2977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnP-33MTQpI/AAAAAAAAB0s/_iyNMJrkacM/s1600-h/IMG_2975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076681440638485138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnP-33MTQpI/AAAAAAAAB0s/_iyNMJrkacM/s200/IMG_2975.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;yum cha! green tea and my sis is drinking some calpise? LOL. i have no idea.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnP-4XMTQrI/AAAAAAAAB08/8N5HIMRF-aI/s1600-h/IMG_2980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076681449228419762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnP-4XMTQrI/AAAAAAAAB08/8N5HIMRF-aI/s200/IMG_2980.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnP-43MTQsI/AAAAAAAAB1E/VnDKfc-6__g/s1600-h/IMG_2981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076681457818354370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnP-43MTQsI/AAAAAAAAB1E/VnDKfc-6__g/s200/IMG_2981.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnQA0HMTQtI/AAAAAAAAB1M/ND5kv82YA94/s1600-h/IMG_2982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076683575237231314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnQA0HMTQtI/AAAAAAAAB1M/ND5kv82YA94/s200/IMG_2982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;food is served!&lt;br /&gt;first came the sushi, mee and&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; my&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; unagi don.&lt;br /&gt;then more came. vegetables, toufu.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnQA0XMTQuI/AAAAAAAAB1U/Z6qRvLYsqbM/s1600-h/IMG_2983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076683579532198626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnQA0XMTQuI/AAAAAAAAB1U/Z6qRvLYsqbM/s200/IMG_2983.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnQA03MTQvI/AAAAAAAAB1c/9Fm9-FQPXZY/s1600-h/IMG_2985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076683588122133234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnQA03MTQvI/AAAAAAAAB1c/9Fm9-FQPXZY/s200/IMG_2985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnQA1HMTQwI/AAAAAAAAB1k/37hOg0cxzrc/s1600-h/IMG_2986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076683592417100546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnQA1HMTQwI/AAAAAAAAB1k/37hOg0cxzrc/s200/IMG_2986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;1. sis serving the toufu. our table was so full, we needed some bowls out.&lt;br /&gt;2. smile! eating-in-progress. (look at the amount of food)&lt;br /&gt;3. lol i just had to take that photo to show me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnQA1nMTQxI/AAAAAAAAB1s/LOj_Nq4aKYc/s1600-h/IMG_2987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076683601007035154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnQA1nMTQxI/AAAAAAAAB1s/LOj_Nq4aKYc/s200/IMG_2987.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ahhh. *burps* it was a really filling meal. and after 20% discount, it still cost $96.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnQB9XMTQyI/AAAAAAAAB10/EGNk_UYz-04/s1600-h/IMG_2989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076684833662649122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnQB9XMTQyI/AAAAAAAAB10/EGNk_UYz-04/s200/IMG_2989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnQB9XMTQzI/AAAAAAAAB18/GpevyNtf-eA/s1600-h/IMG_2990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076684833662649138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnQB9XMTQzI/AAAAAAAAB18/GpevyNtf-eA/s200/IMG_2990.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;post-dinner bores.&lt;br /&gt;1. feet&lt;br /&gt;2. and this is definitely an award-winning prize. i call it, parallel lines.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnQCsHMTQ0I/AAAAAAAAB2E/IJjzGJwMSHI/s1600-h/IMG_2964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076685636821533506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnQCsHMTQ0I/AAAAAAAAB2E/IJjzGJwMSHI/s320/IMG_2964.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and of course, Happy Fathers' Day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i love family dinners; always very bonding. i'm looking forward to the next one which i believe will be mom's birthday! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;till tomorrow, i'm out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-7118204785505606096?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/7118204785505606096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/7118204785505606096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/06/sat-jun16-2007_16.html' title='sat, jun16, 2007'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnP9BXMTQkI/AAAAAAAAB0E/W_OiPQaAzqE/s72-c/IMG_2969.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-2165888414335037472</id><published>2007-06-16T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T11:38:01.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sat, jun16, 2007</title><content type='html'>saturday, already. F&lt;s&gt;r&lt;/s&gt;uck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm going to leave house soon to join the taiwan gang for cycling at pasir ris park. actually, i wasn't intending to wake up that early. but my mom, she's just a super loudhailer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every morning, she comes into your room and starts talking to people over the phone. by the way, her voice is super loud, so whether directly or indirectly, you get woken up, and u can never get back to sleep after that. argh, now i'm feeling very lethargic. eyes kinda swollen and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. the worst thing is if she wakes you up to tell you a bad news, like just now. i already planned a dinner with all my friends and there she went telling me there's this dinner we have to attend tonight and i'm like wtf, gnd. she's always giving all this last minute stuff. irritating Beep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there goes my dinner with my friends. but at least, we're having our own dinner at a japanese restaurant, so i'm not super pissed. plus, i don't have to spend my own money. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll post more when i come back today. so... take a break on saturday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-2165888414335037472?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/2165888414335037472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/2165888414335037472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/06/sat-jun16-2007.html' title='sat, jun16, 2007'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-1188238498708131543</id><published>2007-06-14T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T00:11:39.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thurs, jun14, 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Just came back from Grandpa's 78th Birthday Dinner.&lt;br /&gt;well, it was the same usual restaurant at yiochukang, almost the same food, the same people, the same activities, the same usual boring 4hours for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, it was quite boring, until i decided it'd be better for me to follow my sister around and take some photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnFkp3MTQVI/AAAAAAAAByM/HgLeySCDWlw/s1600-h/P6140113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075948925376217426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnFkp3MTQVI/AAAAAAAAByM/HgLeySCDWlw/s200/P6140113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnFkqXMTQWI/AAAAAAAAByU/_AavTutc0NM/s1600-h/P6140115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075948933966152034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnFkqXMTQWI/AAAAAAAAByU/_AavTutc0NM/s200/P6140115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnFkqnMTQXI/AAAAAAAAByc/8l4vt_XYjMI/s1600-h/P6140117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075948938261119346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnFkqnMTQXI/AAAAAAAAByc/8l4vt_XYjMI/s200/P6140117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my grandpa booked all the rooms. O_O well, there are about 10 families.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnFkq3MTQYI/AAAAAAAAByk/rEacWVi2rO8/s1600-h/P6140118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075948942556086658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnFkq3MTQYI/AAAAAAAAByk/rEacWVi2rO8/s200/P6140118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnFkrXMTQZI/AAAAAAAABys/_Vx5adtgGN0/s1600-h/P6140119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075948951146021266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnFkrXMTQZI/AAAAAAAABys/_Vx5adtgGN0/s200/P6140119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left: sis, me and grandpa and his 2nd wife.&lt;br /&gt;right: couz and sis&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnFl_3MTQaI/AAAAAAAABy0/o4Pq7MFp8D4/s1600-h/P6140123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075950402844967330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnFl_3MTQaI/AAAAAAAABy0/o4Pq7MFp8D4/s200/P6140123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnFmAnMTQbI/AAAAAAAABy8/hCIwFC9DjdE/s1600-h/P6140122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075950415729869234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnFmAnMTQbI/AAAAAAAABy8/hCIwFC9DjdE/s200/P6140122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left: Richie (my cousin) and sis&lt;br /&gt;right: Richie and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnFmBHMTQcI/AAAAAAAABzE/LzjZU0TUzaA/s1600-h/P6140125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075950424319803842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnFmBHMTQcI/AAAAAAAABzE/LzjZU0TUzaA/s200/P6140125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my nephew, ivan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnFmBnMTQdI/AAAAAAAABzM/Q0ONFsBHpzI/s1600-h/P6140128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075950432909738450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnFmBnMTQdI/AAAAAAAABzM/Q0ONFsBHpzI/s200/P6140128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wine i drank, with the tea to neutralize&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnFmCHMTQeI/AAAAAAAABzU/ggklsApORk0/s1600-h/P6140131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075950441499673058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnFmCHMTQeI/AAAAAAAABzU/ggklsApORk0/s200/P6140131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birthday boy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnFnNXMTQfI/AAAAAAAABzc/pDOIKQxTN1k/s1600-h/P6140129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075951734284829170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnFnNXMTQfI/AAAAAAAABzc/pDOIKQxTN1k/s200/P6140129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnFnNnMTQgI/AAAAAAAABzk/GLVjg40yQjE/s1600-h/P6140130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075951738579796482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnFnNnMTQgI/AAAAAAAABzk/GLVjg40yQjE/s200/P6140130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnFnOHMTQhI/AAAAAAAABzs/eD_Lw3TZd4o/s1600-h/P6140134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075951747169731090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnFnOHMTQhI/AAAAAAAABzs/eD_Lw3TZd4o/s200/P6140134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stars in action: my mom's 2nd bro, my mom, my sis&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075951751464698402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnFnOXMTQiI/AAAAAAAABz0/QQongwvw9SE/s200/P6140139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis driving ourselves home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, i ate quite a fair bit, topped up with a glass of red wine and another glass of white wine. the wine tasted good, and it is making me pretty drowsy now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i should be sleeping now. tomorrow's gonna be a big homework day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-1188238498708131543?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/1188238498708131543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/1188238498708131543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/06/thurs-jun14-2007.html' title='thurs, jun14, 2007'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_MwIV3r-uJQ0/RnFkp3MTQVI/AAAAAAAAByM/HgLeySCDWlw/s72-c/P6140113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-2967892652836400810</id><published>2007-06-13T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T00:15:48.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wed, jun13, 2007</title><content type='html'>i'm having this random and sudden fear of something.&lt;br /&gt;something i don't even know what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm stressing myself out too much.&lt;br /&gt;i realise i have too little time for too many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's grandpa's birthday celebration. i never fancied going to my maternal side events, simply because i'm one of the youngest grandchildren, and most of my cousins are about 10 years older than me, some are even married already. so i get, pretty much left out. and the worst thing is, there are over 20 cousins who are that old, so it's like ONE BIG gang, and ONE SMALL clan that has all the primary school, kindergarten kids and i am the one and only guy who is studying in a secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess you see the whole picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an hour later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;demoralised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-2967892652836400810?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/2967892652836400810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/2967892652836400810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/06/wed-jun13-2007.html' title='wed, jun13, 2007'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-5092091013318499792</id><published>2007-06-12T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T22:23:46.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tues, jun12, 2007</title><content type='html'>Whew, i'm back from yet another exercise session with Serene and Jinkai. This time, it wasn't just running. We ran only 6 rounds cause we thought it rained. -_- but we did more pushups, crunches, squats, torso raise and deeps! my arms are totally wobbly now. it's good la, good exercise. and i think i should do this often to keep my body "in shape". hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've made a pact with both of them. ONCE EVERY FORTNIGHT WHEN SCHOOL REOPENS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm very into jazz now, especially michael buble's ones. they're really cool. i love the music at the back; all the trumpets, bass, woosh! amazing. you know everytime i listen to jazz music, i imagine this super big orchestra at the back with this broadway-ish guy infront singing, and then i'll be in this tuxedo, dancing romantically with a pretty lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. do i think too much? :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey, believe it or not, i'm very sensational hor. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i'm off to enjoy my night. with Jazzzzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;have a great day, Ladies and Gentlemen. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-5092091013318499792?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/5092091013318499792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/5092091013318499792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/06/tues-jun12-2007_12.html' title='tues, jun12, 2007'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-8596674272486536314</id><published>2007-06-12T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T01:11:28.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tues, jun12, 2007</title><content type='html'>mom's coming back from msia today! yay. someone to finally clean up the house. i just swept the floor and my, it is pretty tiring and it does cause you to perspire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it's the 3rd weeks of the holidays, ALREADY. really, time's moving too fast. I've begun on my RE report and i hope my teammate can get it done well, quickly. Also, i've started on the chinese compo stuff. I'm intending to do one everyday so i can finish by friday and after that, take a break on sat and sun before continuing. it does seem like i have a very organised and planned week but, frankly, there's alot to be completed and i'm starting to worry if i can actually get all these done by the end of holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this holiday is by far the worst i've ever had; the one that has the most homework and projects dumped on us. i keep telling myself it'll be over soon. will it really be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaiz. it's the emptiness again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-8596674272486536314?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/8596674272486536314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/8596674272486536314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/06/tues-jun12-2007.html' title='tues, jun12, 2007'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-8667176939745491524</id><published>2007-06-09T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T00:13:49.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sat, jun09, 2007</title><content type='html'>my eyes are still aching. probably still suffering from the lack of sleep that followed on from the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling abit sour in the heart, as usual, when some super big event ends and you're being nostalgic about it. oh well, i hope we can have another such event again. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning i woke up and i was just so reluctant to change up and go to school. i mean, i only had 8 hours of sleep that was barely enough to cover for the many more i should have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventually, i still crawled to school, for chinese opera training. i must admit i've forgotten almost all the moves i've learnt a few weeks back. luckily we weren't going through that today. in fact, we started on our script. and phew my, cantonese is just not my thing at all. it was hard getting the tone correct and the pronunciation made it a killer dialect. but we just had to do it, performance is coming in 3 months and honestly, i doubt we'll be meeting every week from now so it's gotta be intensive every time we do have a meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i do ask myself if i'm asking for it when i decided to take up a 2nd RE this year. it gets pretty stressful at times, like now, when i have to do 2 RE reports, but i'm still coping well, at least for the time being. nevertheless, it's a great thing to do and as ms ng said, we might never get another opportunity to do what we're doing now anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in case you're THAT curious or excited to see ME perform or do chinese opera, i think we'll be performing for national day celebrations. so.. check us out then! just don't laugh too loudly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom's out in m'sia. i'll be pretty free for the next few days to finish up some of my work.&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks left to go. i'm kinda excited to start term3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to bed to get my long long long sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869441-8667176939745491524?l=ipodarshawn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/8667176939745491524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869441/posts/default/8667176939745491524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipodarshawn.blogspot.com/2007/06/sat-jun09-2007.html' title='sat, jun09, 2007'/><author><name>shawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01836148724506808896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869441.post-1638890449111045567</id><published>2007-06-08T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T00:24:10.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fri, jun08, 2007</title><content type='html'>hey, i'm finally back from RIPB chalet. actually, if not for the sudden Chinese Opera training tomorrow in school.. i'd probably still be there, playing PS2, mahjong, RISK, bridge with all the other prefects and finally staying up all night just to have fun and find ourselves super dead tired the next day, just like how i am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i'm extremely exhausted right now. in the past 34hours, i've only slept for 3 hours and wow, i wonder what keeps the adrenaline pumping in me all day long. maybe i should've taken biology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway let me recap what i did for the 2days.&lt;br /&gt;day 1 was pretty okay since i only arrived at 4.20pm. the stupid taxi driver went on a detour to get me there which made my taxi fare reach like $10++ when it could be &lt;$10. i wasn't really in the mood for all those "bonding activities" they were having, so i just went back into the chalet with moses to play the ps2 and it just went on with more games.. risk.. mahjong.. until like 1, 2am, where we decided to watch the Exorcist. it was pretty horrible with all the grotesque which i seldom can handle. thank god we neutralized the horror effect by watching john tucker must die right after that. so technically, we were watching movies all the way till about 6am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's when everyone crumbled. people fell asleep and i just wanted to go home to change up before coming back. yea but the first bus leaving the chalet was only at 10.15 so i took my 3-hour nap before going home and meeting law and bryan to get the bbq food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest is pretty much the same.. besides the kitchen part where bryan and i stayed in to prepare ALL the food that was to be bbq-ed later at night. it was the first time i ever prepared food for bbq and well was it interesting, though i bet the kitchen is still in a freakin big mess.  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i was thinking about whether to come home or not. i mean, even if i had chosen to stay on, i'd probably still be able to make it to school in time and make it for whatever meeting i may have. it was pretty much a dilemma for me. there was this comfortable bed for me at home, but on the other hand, there were the people, the entertainment there. eventually and obviously, i chose to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes in life, it really is difficult to make a decision between 2 super great choices. it's like you just wish you can have both at the same time. but face it, it's impossible. and i'm sure all of you made sacrifices for something else that you wanted more than the other. it is hard i admit, to give up something and when things don't turn out the way you wanted it for the one you chose, you'd think, "sigh, i think it would've been better if i did the other one".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as i thought through just now.. i'm like hey.. as the saying goes, "whatever decision you make, just make sure you don't regret it". and really, though it may sound cliche, it is true. i gave up time to do my homework and rest at home for the chalet but i don't regret it. i know there're tons of stuff undone with very limited time but i'm still going out with my friends regularly, but i don't regret it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the turnup for the 2days of chalet wasn't exceptionally good. in fact, it wasn't even up to expectations. we had the same ol' people staying for 2 days and we had a lot of people missing from the chalet. whatever reason they may have, they chose to give up the chalet for the other reason and i believe, they do not regret as well. don't get me wrong, i'm not angry or pissed at those who didn't appear, but i was hoping for more vibrancy at the chalet, more varied personalities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as i said, i'm sure they do take this chalet as a relatively less important thing than the other and that's why they didn't come. it's not their fault if they don't come; i mean different people have different priorities and anyhow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just don't regret the decisions you have made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i got a day at school. have fun guys, and happy saturday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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