<?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-5234979332028391521</id><updated>2011-10-04T12:15:30.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>simplyme</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>427</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5234979332028391521.post-8369237209861564413</id><published>2011-01-07T00:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T00:47:59.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New blog: www.monotony-interrupted.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-8369237209861564413?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/8369237209861564413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=8369237209861564413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/8369237209861564413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/8369237209861564413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-blog-www.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-6849891789972616013</id><published>2010-06-18T05:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T05:35:39.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know you're in trouble when nothing makes sense and the numbers don't add up. Just shoot me already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-6849891789972616013?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/6849891789972616013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=6849891789972616013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/6849891789972616013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/6849891789972616013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-know-youre-in-trouble-when-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-4779119803078293654</id><published>2010-04-22T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T02:59:37.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just happened to log in to Facebook on a whim, and when I clicked on the recent posts button and skimmed through it, I snorted with laughter. It was so unexpected, and almost nostalgic at the same time. I could feel hysteria bubbling in me. It's been tough lately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-4779119803078293654?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/4779119803078293654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=4779119803078293654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/4779119803078293654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/4779119803078293654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-just-happened-to-log-in-to-facebook.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-7010226283433635151</id><published>2010-04-07T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T01:41:43.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I stayed back till 6.30 on Monday for Econs DESU lecture (or at least, I think it was, seeing the dismal number of attendees), and the visualiser wasn't working, the mike wasn't working, and Ms Yap just kept talking and I caught myself drifting at times. At least the air-con was working. But all the same, I got home late and was dreading the next day. I just knew we'd be staying back till real late, and even that couldn't have prepared me for how long we stayed.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chemistry lecture, which was the last lesson yesterday, ended at 4, 'cos the teacher got pissed off by the amount of noise in the lecture theatre. Anyway, we started blowing balloons, pasting yellow paper all over, stringing balloons at our allocated site, thinking of ways to put up the ridiculously long and large LOY FATT banner with the limited amount of space we had, making the boards and maces. Hmph. Not like we used the mace and boards much, but it felt more complete that way. So, we were walking all over, transporting the blown up balloons from the Geography Room to the end of the gallery 6 at a time, and we had about 80+ balloons to put up, and boy was it tiring. Well, we stayed back till 10.30 in school, and the guard obviously wasn't that pleased with us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I reached home at about 11 plus to 12, and slept at about 1 plus. Then I had to wake up early this morning to reach school early to continue setting up the place. Of course I was late. Who wouldn't be when the nearest bus stop to their house starts service at 6?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the same, while the heats were being carried out today, Shiya, Zoe and me just had the sinking feeling that we were probably going to get scolded by Mr Chua for some reason or another, but surprisingly, he said we all did a good job, and it was incredibly weird. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel myself floating just a little at times, and no, I'm not delusional. (I know I'm not slimming down. Hahas) Just tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, a huge Thank You to everyone who helped us clean up after Sports Day today, especially Terry and Ji Heon. You've gained yourselves quite a number of admirers. Hahas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-7010226283433635151?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/7010226283433635151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=7010226283433635151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/7010226283433635151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/7010226283433635151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-stayed-back-till-6.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-9186371359089280729</id><published>2010-03-30T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T07:03:18.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There're two lovebirds right outside my house, literally, and I can't stand them. Ever since studying in Potong Pasir area, I really don't like birds. These two birds decided to build a nest right outside my house, and they're real fierce, attacking all passing birds and all. We saw them attack a crow just for flying past their nest. They probably have babies in there. I don't mind that, but they're flying nearer and nearer the window each time. The moment they fly in, I'm going to exterminate them, as best I can.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been rather taxing lately, especially after having PE after two week of near-total inactivity when studying for the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;Block Tests&lt;/span&gt;. Muscles are hurting, my movements feel slow and sluggish, I'm tired (stayed back till rather late yesterday), and I just don't feel like doing anything constructive at the moment. All I'm doing now is trying to stay on top of my homework, and I'm barely coping, as usual. I feel like throwing a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;hissy fit&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just found out I can't go home at 2.30 tomorrow, unlike what's written in my timetable. I forgot it's Wednesday, and I forgot it's CCA day. Somebody shoot me already. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&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/5234979332028391521-9186371359089280729?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/9186371359089280729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=9186371359089280729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/9186371359089280729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/9186371359089280729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2010/03/therere-two-lovebirds-right-outside-my.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-750857870272951547</id><published>2010-03-24T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T00:14:45.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally, my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Block Test On&lt;/span&gt;e's over. I don't think I did well, or rather, I just hope I don't get any&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; U grades&lt;/span&gt;, but oh well, I've a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;4 days break&lt;/span&gt; in front of me, and I'm going to use it well, really well. I think I deserve it too, hahas, after studying so hard for so long. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I caught the movie, '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FF99;"&gt;How to train your dragon&lt;/span&gt;,' with Chamelene yesterday, while the rest went to watch '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Lovely Bones&lt;/span&gt;'. The dragon show was really really cute and funny, and heart-warming at the same time, 'cos there were elements of family stuff in it. It was just really nice, and if you're thinking of watching that, do go for 3D! Chamelene and I got a shock every 2 scenes or so. Hahas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, umm, I watched '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Spirited Away&lt;/span&gt;' this morning. I watched it before, but all I could remember about the it was the girl's parents turning into pigs, that's all. Hahas. But now, after watching it again, I found it really really sweet and some scenes were hilarious too. At first, I got hooked on Itsumo Nando Demo, the closing song, but now, I fell hopelessly in love with the song, One Summer's Day. If you'd like to listen to it, just follow the link below. It's played by Joe Hisaishi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d1ni1sVCgEk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d1ni1sVCgEk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some comments said that the way he plays the song is much like telling a story, and I really agree. It's another &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;hauntingly beautiful&lt;/span&gt; song. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you want the piano sheet for either of the songs above, just let me know and I'll email it to you. They're incredible, but not too difficult to play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, this Saturday's CIP, 09S15, those who signed up for it, please meet at CK Tang at 1pm in school uniform.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-750857870272951547?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/750857870272951547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=750857870272951547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/750857870272951547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/750857870272951547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2010/03/finally-my-block-test-on-es-over.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-5698376993190640455</id><published>2010-03-14T07:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T07:39:21.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just came online to discuss certain things with Chamelene, and this person who added me on MSN awhile ago talked to me, saying she's a 21 year old female, and asking if I'm male. I had to roll my eyes at that. Which part of Cheryl sounds like a male?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, I just realised. My display picture has Sean and Daryl in it too. She called me babe, and sexy. I hope either Sean or Daryl is feeling flattered now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-5698376993190640455?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/5698376993190640455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=5698376993190640455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/5698376993190640455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/5698376993190640455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-just-came-online-to-discuss-certain.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-5248569812398518723</id><published>2010-03-07T02:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T02:59:47.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There have been quite a few things that happened recently, but I just couldn't bring myself sit in front of the computer long enough to blog. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Block Test 1&lt;/span&gt; starts next week, and I've been spending this weekend trying to do the BT1 revision packages and Biology tutorial. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Trying being the operative word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got our &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;Mother Tongue Chinese results&lt;/span&gt; back on Friday, and it was, well, how should I put it? Incredibly nerve-wracking, then no feelings at all. Initially, it felt exactly like that time I received my O level Mother Tongue result, the nerves, the stress and all. Then, when I got my results, i took a look at it, and ok, the nerves receded, and I didn't know what to feel. It's ironic, really. I got the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;exact same grade&lt;/span&gt; for both the papers and my oral for O levels, and I was devastated that time. This time, upon receiving my result slip, I felt relieved at first, then not particularly depressed or euphoric, just normal. It's probably 'cos I know I wouldn't retake my Chinese again, regardless of how poorly I do. Months of not speaking or studying any form of Chinese is bound to pull my grades down further, and there's no way I'll be able to improve my grade. Also, it's just &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FF99;"&gt;one milestone cleared&lt;/span&gt;, and there's still the rest of the year to go through, coupled with its pressures and stresses. Well, all the same, Chinese is over for me. The feeling's weird, can't quite believe I'm growing up so fast. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, we also got our &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;class tee&lt;/span&gt; on Friday, and it's really really nice. It's probably the first time I've got such a nice class tee. Others were either not fitting or of a rather weird design. Hahas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Umm, on Saturday, we had to go for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;Service Learning&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;Marymount&lt;/span&gt; area again. It's not that I don't like it, but rather, it's exhausting to have to wake up early on a Saturday, and while half the day away outside, and when I get home, I really don't want to do anything constructive. Sunday will come with the choice of waking up early and feeling incredibly tired, or getting enough sleep and rush through homework for the rest of the day. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;I wish holidays were longer.&lt;/span&gt; Who doesn't? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chamelene gave out a Biology tutorial on Aerobic Respiration, and when I was reading through the Biology lecture notes again, I got so pissed off I just wanted to give up there and then. Why must &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Glycolysis have 8 different steps&lt;/span&gt;??? Why must every step come with its own enzyme??? Why must the name of the enzymes be so long??? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Whoever came up with those ridiculous names anyway???&lt;/span&gt; Hahas. I'm just ranting, but those questions did cross my mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd like a break...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-5248569812398518723?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/5248569812398518723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=5248569812398518723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/5248569812398518723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/5248569812398518723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2010/03/there-have-been-quite-few-things-that.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-7809554295174031314</id><published>2010-03-03T03:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T04:15:15.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We just had cross-country at East Coast Park today. We were supposed to meet at 6.30am there, but it was a really long journey there. Walking to the MRT, MRT ride all the way to Bedok, then bus196, then more walking, before we reached. I was still hurting all over, especially my arms and back, after yesterday's PE. Well, I was a road marshal, but it did feel uncannily like another SJ cross-country first aid duty, and I'm definitely more than a lil sun-kissed.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ms Lai went out together with our class for a lunch at Manhattan's after the cross-country event, and it was nice. Hahas. Last year, after cross-country, she also went out with us to Ichiban Sushi, if I didn't remember wrongly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weather's been atrocious lately, and if this horrid weather is the effect of global warming, we had better put a stop to it. Definitely wouldn't do to have people collapsing from heat stroke and the like. I'm halfway there already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;'Fall Again' by Michael Jackson:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;Feels like a fire that burns in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Every single moment that we spend apart&lt;br /&gt;I need you around for every day to start&lt;br /&gt;I haven’t left you alone&lt;br /&gt;There’s something about you, I stare in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And everything I’m looking for I seem to find&lt;br /&gt;All this time away is killing me inside&lt;br /&gt;I need your love in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna spend time till it ends&lt;br /&gt;I wanna fall in you again&lt;br /&gt;Like we did when we first met&lt;br /&gt;I wanna fall with you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We fought in a battle, nobody won&lt;br /&gt;And now we face a mountain to be overcome&lt;br /&gt;You can’t turn away, the past is said and done&lt;br /&gt;I need us to carry on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna spend time till it ends&lt;br /&gt;I wanna fall with you again&lt;br /&gt;Like we did when we first met&lt;br /&gt;I wanna fall with you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ll try everything you never thought would work before&lt;br /&gt;When you live, when you love, and you give them your all&lt;br /&gt;You can always give up some more&lt;br /&gt;Baby nothing means anything unless you’re here to share with me&lt;br /&gt;I can breathe, I can bleed, I can die in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;Cause you’re always there in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna spend time till it ends&lt;br /&gt;I wanna fall with you again&lt;br /&gt;Like we did when we first met&lt;br /&gt;I wanna fall with you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna spend time till it ends&lt;br /&gt;I wanna fall with you again&lt;br /&gt;Like we did when we first met&lt;br /&gt;I wanna fall with you again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/5234979332028391521-7809554295174031314?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/7809554295174031314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=7809554295174031314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/7809554295174031314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/7809554295174031314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2010/03/we-just-had-cross-country-at-east-coast.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-1256176589957282003</id><published>2010-02-27T20:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T20:29:46.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been blogging less and less frequently these days. The recent Friday sure wasn't the best day in my life, and though I wasn't that upset about it, it did affect me in some ways or another. It's a heavy, dead weight feeling in me, and I can't get rid of it. It's so frustrating. People used to tell me to do everything I should do now, and take whatever opportunities that present themselves to me, so as to not allow myself regret when I've grown up, that I didn't try what I could when I was younger. Now, though, I really wonder if that's true. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My day did become a great deal better when I got home and found that mummy had gotten me the book I was hoping to get. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;The Rape of Nanking&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Iris Chang&lt;/span&gt;. I spent much of my free time reading it, knowing I probably wouldn't be able to get any homework done on Friday. It was nice to get lost in a book again, it's been awhile since I last did that, and it did alleviate the weight when I was engrossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm, enough with spewing nonsense for everybody to see. Well, I just wanted to thank &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;Chamelene&lt;/span&gt; again, for helping me with my organic Chemistry. The way you teach reminds me a lil of my old tuition teacher, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FF99;"&gt;Jeremy&lt;/span&gt;, actually. It's a great deal clearer now, though I wouldn't count on that helping me do well yet. Chemistry's been becoming clearer since the start of this year, but I still haven't been doing well at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently, I chanced upon this ridiculous quote that I've read before, and it did make me chortle. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;"Happiness is much like peeing in your pants. Everybody can see it, but only you can feel its warmth." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found this song yesterday when I was surfing the net. It's an unreleased song (don't know how true that is) by Akon, featuring Michael Jackson. It's '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Hold My Hand&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;(Akon):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Konvict music (oh yeah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;(Michael):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;This life don't last forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;(Hold my hand)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;So tell me what we're waiting for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;(Hold my hand)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Better off being together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;(Hold my hand)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Being miserable alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;(Hold my hand)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;(Together):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Cause I been there before and you've been there before, But together we can be alright. (alright) (yeah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Cause when it gets dark and when it gets cold we hold Each other till we see the sunlight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;So if you just hold my hand, baby, I promise that I'll do all I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Things will get better if you just hold my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Nothing can come between us if you just hold, hold my, hold, hold my, hoold my hand, hold my hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Akon:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;The nights are gettin' darker (darker)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;(Hold my hand)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;And there's no peace inside (inside)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;(Hold my hand)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;So why make our lives harder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;(Hold my hand)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;By fighting love tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;(So hold...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;(Together):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Cause I been there before and you've been there before, But together we can be alright. (alright)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Cause when it gets dark and when it gets cold we hold Each other till we see the sunlight. (ooh yeah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;So if you just hold my hand, baby, I promise that I'll do all I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Things will get better if you just hold my hand (yeah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Nothing can come between us if you just hold, hold my, hold, hold my, hoold my hand, hold my hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Bridge:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;I can tell that you're tired of being lonely (yeah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Take my hand don't let go, baby, hold me (yeah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Talk to me an let me be your one and only (hold my hand)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Cause I can make it alright till the morning. (hold my hand)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;I can tell that you're tired of being lonely (hold my hand)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Take my hand don't let go, baby, hold me (hold me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Talk to me an let me be your one and only (one and only)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Cause I can make it alright till the morning. (hold my hand)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Hold my hand, (yeah) baby, I promise that I'll do all I can (hold my hand)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Things will get better if you just hold my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Nothing can come between us if you just hold, hold my, hold, hold my, hoold my hand, hold my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Hold my hand, (yeah) baby, (yeah) I promise that I'll do all I can (hold my hand)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Things will get better if you just hold my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Nothing can come between us if you just hold, hold my, hold, hold my, hoold my hand, hold my hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/5234979332028391521-1256176589957282003?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/1256176589957282003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=1256176589957282003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/1256176589957282003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/1256176589957282003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2010/02/ive-been-blogging-less-and-less.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-8425703688593384783</id><published>2010-02-24T03:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T03:48:52.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We had rather intensive PE today, and I'm totally washed out now. I felt so incredibly tired when I was walking home just now, and I'm just not in the mood for anything, which is vastly different from my mood before. Just now, during Biology practical, we plated the agar plates with E.coli bacteria. Our teacher said that E.coli can cause severe vomiting and diarrheoa, which made some of us extremely self-conscious about whether our gloves were touching our stuff or not. I desperately needed to sneeze halfway through plating the bacteria, and it was just terrible to have to hold the sneeze in. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I got pretty frustrated with certain things happening at the moment, and I feel like kicking something again. The weather's not making things any easier either, and the workload, and the pressure too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-8425703688593384783?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/8425703688593384783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=8425703688593384783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/8425703688593384783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/8425703688593384783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2010/02/we-had-rather-intensive-pe-today-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-4387272524948354225</id><published>2010-02-19T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T08:01:36.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mr Chua's just put us through another round of standing broad jumps, and I'm aching all over again. It was worse last week though. At least I still can conquer the stairs without looking like an idiot this time. Hahas. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week's been tiring too, even though we only effectively started on Wednesday. I initially thought it'd be ok, since it's only 3 days. This just shows how wrong I can get. PE, coupled with the fatigue of everyday school life after the Chinese New Year holidays, in addition to the exhaustion and pressure of trying to stay awake in lectures today can really bring one down. I'm usually able to stay bright and awake during lectures and tutorials, but today's Biology lecture was really the epitome of boring. The pace was really slow, and I think I was just tired, but it seemed as if the lecturer kept repeating the same point over and over in the same tone of voice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems like I'm on the verge of falling sick yet again. Sore throat, runny nose, dehydration setting in though I'm drinking a lot of water, and all the mucous lining my mucous membranes along the throat and all seem to have disappeared. It's exasperating. Can't I just really fall sick for a day and get it over with? I keep trying to ward the damn thing off by drinking water and sleeping and it's not working. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time's been speeding up recently, and I don't know if I'm supposed to be scared or not. On one hand, this year seems like it's going to be passing by real fast. On the other, that means A Levels' are coming. We've been talking about our Project Work results and all (funny how no one seems to be that worried about Chinese), and sometimes my heart just starts racing and I get really worried, though it's already a toned-down version of my panic before receiving my O Levels' results. I'm really not looking forward to that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just as a side note, the next book I get will be the Rape of Nanking. I don't know why, but it just stuck with me. I'm looking forward to getting it, whenever that will be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-4387272524948354225?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/4387272524948354225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=4387272524948354225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/4387272524948354225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/4387272524948354225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2010/02/mr-chuas-just-put-us-through-another.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-7782588111526328412</id><published>2010-02-12T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T05:14:16.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been pretty tired lately. We had chinese new year celebrations today and I just realised that I've watched the concert about 5 times or so already. The concert was actually really nice,even though I say it myself. Hahas. I'll probably blog again later. Just wanted to try out the new nintendo DS thingy that godma got in a lucky draw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-7782588111526328412?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/7782588111526328412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=7782588111526328412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/7782588111526328412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/7782588111526328412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2010/02/ive-been-pretty-tired-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-9214836391200140429</id><published>2010-02-11T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T06:48:37.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got so mad today, I wanted to punch somebody's nose in. It was all I could do to suppress that mad urge to punch something. Phew. Maybe it's a good thing mummy wasn't keen to let me pick up kick-boxing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-9214836391200140429?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/9214836391200140429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=9214836391200140429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/9214836391200140429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/9214836391200140429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-got-so-mad-today-i-wanted-to-punch.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-6381631435218732869</id><published>2010-02-09T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T07:08:49.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I nearly cried finding Chinese New Year songs on Youtube. It's ridiculously difficult.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-6381631435218732869?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/6381631435218732869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=6381631435218732869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/6381631435218732869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/6381631435218732869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-nearly-cried-finding-chinese-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-4692186346955568143</id><published>2010-02-08T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T07:30:15.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Arial, Helvetica, 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Arial, Helvetica, 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Your Heart Will Lead You Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Sunny days and starry nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;And lazy afternoons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;You're countin' castles in the clouds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;And hummin' little tunes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;But somehow, right before your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;The summer fades away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Everything is different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;And everything has changed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;If you feel lost and on your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;And far from home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;You're never alone, you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Just think of your friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;The ones who care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;They all will be waiting there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;With love to share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;And your heart will lead you home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Funny how a photograph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Can take you back in time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;To places and embraces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;That you thought you'd left behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;They're trying to remind you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;That you're not the only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;That no one is an island&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;When all is said and one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;If you feel lost and on your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;And far from home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;You're never alon, you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Just think of your friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;The ones who care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;They all will be waiting there with love to share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;And your heart will lead you home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;There'll come a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;When you're losing your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;And you won't know where you belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;They say that "Home is where the heart is" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;So follow your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;And know that you can't go wrong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;If you feel lost and on your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;And far from hom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;You're never alone, you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Just think of your friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;The one who care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;They all will be waiting there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;With love to share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;And your heart will lead you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;If you feel lost and on your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;And far from home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;You're never alone, you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Just think of your friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;The ones who care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;They all will be waiting there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;With love to share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;And your heart will lead you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Where you belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;I know your heart will lead you home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Beauty And The Beast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Tale as old as time&lt;br /&gt;True as it can be&lt;br /&gt;Barely even friends&lt;br /&gt;Then somebody bends&lt;br /&gt;Unexpectedly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little change&lt;br /&gt;Small, to say the least&lt;br /&gt;Both a little scared&lt;br /&gt;Neither one prepared&lt;br /&gt;Beauty and the Beast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever just the same&lt;br /&gt;Ever a surprise&lt;br /&gt;Ever as before&lt;br /&gt;Ever just as sure&lt;br /&gt;As the sun will rise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tale as old as time&lt;br /&gt;Tune as old as song&lt;br /&gt;Bittersweet and strange&lt;br /&gt;Finding you can change&lt;br /&gt;Learning you were wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certain as the sun&lt;br /&gt;Rising in the east&lt;br /&gt;Tale as old as time&lt;br /&gt;Song as old as rhyme&lt;br /&gt;Beauty and the beast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;Just thinking about the rest of the week's enough to make me moan and groan enough to get on the nerves of everybody at home. I really have no wish to spend extra time in school, other than what I'm already forced to. Hahas. It's not like I hate school or anything, I just don't want to spend more time than necessary there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;It'd be absolute heaven to just lie down here and forget the world. Ok, not exactly here, or I'd have a crick in my neck when I get up. Just figuratively speaking, but images of grass and warm sand did flit across my mind while typing that. Those two are definitely out of the question though. Grass. Where on earth can you find grass that's really clean, and don't run the risk of ants crawling into your ears? Warm sand. I'd probably get heat exhaustion just by laying on it. The warm and humid weather in Singapore now really isn't helping much. I knew this is just the typical CNY weather. Every CNY just has to be so warm, and sweat and headache-inducing. Don't get me wrong. I do like CNY, I just don't like the weather. It's be nice if it rained for the rest of the week. I was absolutely delighted last Friday before the Chemistry academic planner when it just rained suddenly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-4692186346955568143?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/4692186346955568143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=4692186346955568143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/4692186346955568143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/4692186346955568143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2010/02/your-hear-will-lead-you-home-sunny-days.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-4800949845362656381</id><published>2010-02-06T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T22:35:58.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went out for the entire day yesterday, from my grandma's house to my aunt's house. Well, it was really surprising to see my cousins and their daughters there too. Kezeah is really going to grow into a beauty next time. She's incredibly adorable. Hahas. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week's been hectic, and the weekends are a real relief, but like what I said before, it's a cruel joke. One blink of an eye, and it's almost over already. I'll be staying back till late in the evening every day next week, unless Mr Chua changes his mind, which is unlikely to happen. Mummy's going to yell at me about it again. Sigh. Daryl told me this yesterday, that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;all work and no play makes Cheryl a dull girl&lt;/span&gt;. I just had to laugh, it was so fitting. Maybe I'll have to start emulating &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Gai&lt;/span&gt; to become more lively and more 'youthful'. Hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-4800949845362656381?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/4800949845362656381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=4800949845362656381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/4800949845362656381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/4800949845362656381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2010/02/went-out-for-entire-day-yesterday-from.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-2055826540411362614</id><published>2010-02-04T05:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T05:29:50.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's random, I know, but I just suddenly had this recurring feeling that I'm becoming jaded. I feel like the Sec4 me was really ages and ages ago. I can't remember behaving like I did in Sec4. I wonder why this is so, and it's sad, really, because it means we're all growing up, and growing &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;OLD&lt;/span&gt;. Well, as compared to the JC1s, I have to say that it's as if there's this really really big age gap between us. They seem so carefree and all, and I can't remember feeling like that. This is ridiculous, I wonder if it's just my memory deteriorating or us becoming&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt; OLD&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We just received our MSA results recently, and in all honesty,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt; it sucked big time&lt;/span&gt;. I had studied so hard, but it was definitely not reflected in most of my results. Sometimes, I just can't help but liken my brain to a sponge. I absorb information rather easily, but lose them just as easily. Things don't seem to want to stick around in my brain. Maybe my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;white or grey matter&lt;/span&gt; repels information. Hehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, this week hasn't been very nice to me. The OG orientation took a lot out of me, and I can't explain this fatigue I've been feeling for the past few days. Hahas, but the nice thing was that we got to play &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;OrCganic&lt;/span&gt;, a game where we play orcs, and have to capture the other team's flag, and cast spells based on the organic reactions we manage to complete, during Chemistry tutorial today. It probably sounds pretty lame here, but it's super cool, especially when you're playing with the entire class. It's like WarCraft actually, and it was like playing LAN during class. The next 3/4 tutorials will be spent playing &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;OrCganic&lt;/span&gt; too, or so I heard. Hahas! Also, with any luck, maybe I'll get to meet up with LiHui, YongQing and TingXin tomorrow, and maybe YuanLin too. I know I'll be oh-so-tired, but it'd be nice to be someplace else other than home and school, and take my mind off work for awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Sometimes I just want to lie back, close my eyes and forget the world for awhile, but it's almost impossible, given the speed with which time is flying by. &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/5234979332028391521-2055826540411362614?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/2055826540411362614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=2055826540411362614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/2055826540411362614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/2055826540411362614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-random-i-know-but-i-just-suddenly.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-1656595633108885788</id><published>2010-02-01T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T05:45:04.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We had a chat with Ms Samantha Hon this afternoon, and it was actually pretty nice, bearing in mind she's only been out co-civics tutor for about a month so far. I had expected more prying questions, but it was really a short and simple get-to-know session, which was nice. No teacher has ever done that, in my experience. Mr Siew just knew us, without having to ask us stuff like these, somehow. I miss Mr Siew. Hahas. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PE today was horrible. We were sitting in Lecture Theatre 1 when Suria came and told us that PE was at the track. It was hilarious the way our faces fell. Mine did too. Hahas. Then, while we were going walking to the track, somehow, we heard that we were running 8 rounds in preparation for our cross-country, which will be on 3 March, which is just around the corner! Well, our jaws just went slack. Hey, 8 rounds is no joking matter, you know, and it doesn't take into account the 1 round of warm-up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I just found out I've been attached to OG12 tomorrow. I wonder who's the OGL. If I'm lucky, it'll be Lynna, though I doubt that'll happen. I went for the dry run for the waiting games, and there was one which just happens to be my personal nightmare from hell. Standing at the soccer goalpost and trying to block them from scoring. I'm going to DIE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-1656595633108885788?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/1656595633108885788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=1656595633108885788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/1656595633108885788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/1656595633108885788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2010/02/we-had-chat-with-ms-samantha-hon-this.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-871313340032526942</id><published>2010-01-31T02:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T02:06:51.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been wondering, has time been speeding up recently? Seriously, I wouldn't be surprised if it has. I wait the entire week for the weekends to come, and in a blink of an eye, the weekend's almost over. It's cruel, it is.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, when we study too hard, and spend day after day doing nothing but studying, our non-material aspect of standard of living decreases, and aggregate supply decreases when our productivity level decreases. I'm going crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-871313340032526942?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/871313340032526942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=871313340032526942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/871313340032526942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/871313340032526942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2010/01/ive-been-wondering-has-time-been.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-1669980757087672590</id><published>2010-01-25T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T20:40:14.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so incredibly tired. We have e-learning today, and I just spent a good chunk of my morning reading Polymerase Chain Reaction (PCR) from moodle and stuff, to get a 6/10 for my Biology online quiz. I expected that sort of marks. I think I really need to brush up on my MCQ. I think the number of answers there do seem to befuddle my poor brain. I'm disgusted. But all the same, what can I do about it? I have only one chance and I blew it. ROAR.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd really like to skip the next few days of school. It's not just me being rebellious, but I'm really tired. Honestly, though I know I'll never dare do that. Mummy probably wouldn't mind, though. My parents seem incredibly open-minded to me wanting to skip school. Hahas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somebody shoot me already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-1669980757087672590?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/1669980757087672590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=1669980757087672590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/1669980757087672590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/1669980757087672590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-so-incredibly-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-9192675074203974522</id><published>2010-01-22T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T23:02:14.732-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's really been a hell of a week, with MSAs spread throughout, though that's not necessarily a bad thing. I'd rather have my exams spread out, then have them all put in one day. We had Chemistry MSA on Monday, Biology on Tuesday, Mathematics and General Paper on Wednesday, one blessed day of rest on Thursday, and Economics on Friday. Well, all I can say is that however bad things are, it will pass. This brings me back to a phrase I saw on Tuesday at the Redhill MRT station. 'Tough times never last, but tough people do,' by Robert F. Schuller. It's cool, isn't it? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday's Kiwi Cup was great, if we're just talking about the game. It was really really nice when SA won, and the SAS boys started streaming on to the field, with all the SA flags. Everybody was in the stripped white and blue T-shirts, and it did make for a really beautiful picture. Well, as for me, I was in that terrible blazer, and felt like I was being steamed from inside out. You get used to the stuffiness and heat after awhile, but it still doesn't feel good. The worst thing is, we, that is, Clara, Zenia, Aneesah and me, couldn't lift our hands above our heads. It might seem that wearing the blazer is cool, but it's only when you wear it that you figure out it sucks. I got sick last night, and woke up with my eyes tearing, and everywhere hurting. Hahas, but mummy decided to let me sleep my sleep deprivation away. It did feel good waking at 1pm today. When I woke up, I felt something on my pillow, and was pleasantly surprised to find a MJ wallet there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-9192675074203974522?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/9192675074203974522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=9192675074203974522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/9192675074203974522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/9192675074203974522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-really-been-hell-of-week-with-msas.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-8947082927654215259</id><published>2010-01-19T04:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T04:21:55.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know I shouldn't be here at all, bearing in mind there's Mathematics and General Paper MSA tomorrow, but Chamelene forced me to blog. Ok, that's a terrible excuse, but she wanted to test something. Here you go! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, first things first. We had a Biology practical today, and it was amazing. What with mashing the banana, adding 95% ethanol, and spooling out the banana's DNA and all, it was nothing but amazing. I'm definitely keeping the container (what is it called?) with the DNA in my pencil case. It's incredible, I can't believe I'm bringing DNA around, ironic as it may sound. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, I feel self-conscious typing in paragraphs and leaving out those dots. I don't know why I started that. It was probably due to some SMS habit I started while in SJAB.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope this week ends fast. I've nothing much to look forward to, except for Sunday, my only free day. I've to stay back tomorrow, Thursday and Friday, and go to school on Saturday for House Council. I knew it wouldn't be slack, as some people claim it to be, but not to this extent of, how should I put it? Rigorous? Not really, but you get the gist. I'm starting to dread receiving SMSes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-8947082927654215259?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/8947082927654215259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=8947082927654215259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/8947082927654215259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/8947082927654215259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-know-i-shouldnt-be-here-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-8444523157221039607</id><published>2010-01-14T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T06:35:46.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guess what..?&lt;div&gt;My class, and some others had to stay back till 6.30 for the Econs lecture today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It started at 5.30...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, at least we did spend the 2 and a half hour break in between quite wisely...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh, all I can say is that I really look forward to the weekends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It won't be very relaxed or stuff like that, giving that MSAs are but next week, but at least it'd be a break from waking up so absurdly early and being unable to go to bed till late at night cos of unfinished homework and tutorials and all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past 4 days have been described by Kia Fong quite accurately like it feeling more like a month...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you imagine it..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 day feeling like a month...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, maybe it was a bit of an exaggeration, but I do feel bone-weary at the moment...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, this week's scripture reading theme is about a good beginning to push us for the rest of the year, and encourage us and all, but i don't exactly find it a good beginning...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it's the MSAs next week...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it's the carboxylic acid and derivatives tutorial suddenly due on the next day, making all of us burn the midnight oil to try and complete it, the operative word being 'try'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it's the first week of the year, and we haven't exactly adjusted ourselves mentally to going to school for about half or 3/4 of the day again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it's the type of timetable we got, what with 1 and a half hour breaks, extra lessons starting at 5.30 in the evening...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it's the amount of work piling up, both academic and non-academic...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it's the sleep deprivation getting to us...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&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/5234979332028391521-8444523157221039607?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/8444523157221039607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had Open House today, think I saw Ryan, but didn't manage to talk to him...&lt;div&gt;Gladys came, and it was kinda weird seeing her in my school, but I do think it'd be nice if she really joins SAJC...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the open house, Chamelene and I half-ran in the rain to the MRT station...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was really nice...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a long, long time since I had the chance to do that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh, but at the moment, everything seems to be piling up again, and it's almost suffocating...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have this urge to kick something...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-2827120632446065816?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5234979332028391521.post-8938900143801863181</id><published>2010-01-12T06:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T06:57:08.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's incredibly fast...&lt;div&gt;I'm in JC2 now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm actually sitting for my A levels at the end of this year..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's alarming, how time passes, and how it suddenly looks so close from this side of the calender, as one teacher put it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's only the second day of school, and I'm tired already...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess most of my classmates all stayed up the previous night to try to complete our Chemistry tutorial, and today seemed terribly long...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day just seemed to drag on forever and ever...and ever...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, I started to find polishing boots therapeutic again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I discovered it once again when Daryl persuaded me to polish his boots for him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was in SJAB, I could sit there and spend 30 to 45 minutes polishing my boots, and I discovered I really enjoyed it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was a lot of time to be spending rubbing Kiwi on to boots before every training (twice a week at times), but I still found it well-spent...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I probably like it 'cos it's a task that busies only the fingers, and not the mind...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I enjoy anything that doesn't involve using my brain, at least consciously, especially nowadays...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-8938900143801863181?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5234979332028391521.post-2732500550603991189</id><published>2010-01-06T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T02:14:04.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't been blogging recently, but life hasn't been fantastic so far, and I couldn't think of anything to blog...&lt;div&gt;Went to school today for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;House Council meeting&lt;/span&gt;, and they were discussing about orientations...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Several things transported my back to the house camp we had, what with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;guarding the watermelons&lt;/span&gt; and all, I couldn't help smiling...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know this phrase, about chasing love and it eluding you..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;Love is like a butterfly. The more you chase it, the more it eludes you&lt;/span&gt;.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's probably something that follows, but I can't remember...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I've just been feeling that this phrase can apply to time, and actually, just to anything else in the world...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;WHERE HAS ALL THE TIME GONE TO..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Chamelene would say, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;to the past&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yah, I know, but I'd really like more time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems to me as though this holiday just flew by, or maybe it crawled but I didn't notice...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What on earth have I been doing..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a few more days time, I'll be back in school, wearing that thick, thick uniform with tie, and suffocating all day long...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I just saw our class' new timetable for this year, and I have to say, it definitely looks a whole lot better &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;without PW and Chinese&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ends much earlier too, though there are still too many breaks in between...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd much rather have less breaks and go home early...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I read '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;Forget About It&lt;/span&gt;' recently, and it's a really cute story about this girl who's been having a horrible week and the best thing that happened to her during that week was to be involved in a car crash...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She woke up and decided to fake amnesia so as to revamp her life, so to speak...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, as usual, small problems cropped up, love turned up, and just as life started turning upside down, an unusual twist happened...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I definitely enjoyed the book...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;Oh, just as a side note, SAJC open house's next Wednesday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;Hope to see Gladys there, and any GESS students..!&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/5234979332028391521-2732500550603991189?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/2732500550603991189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=2732500550603991189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/2732500550603991189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/2732500550603991189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2010/01/havent-been-blogging-recently-but-life.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-6462729114937641333</id><published>2009-12-26T07:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T07:52:25.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I stayed up till 3am last night, chatting with my parents...&lt;div&gt;It was odd, and really hilarious, and I found out exactly how much alike my dad and me are...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, both of us have a terribly poor sense of direction...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, about this, it isn't just the two of us, but rather, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;all the Ngs in this family&lt;/span&gt;, that is to say, my dad's side of the family...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad's oldest brother once came to our house when daddy and mummy just got married, and when he drove home, he circled the area, and drove 3 times past our house without noticing until my auntie, that is, his wife, told him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just had to laugh when my dad was telling us about this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad's second brother drove us home once, and lost his way... (It was dark)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When my aunt told him that a particular road didn't lead to the correct way, he turned in straightaway... (that's my 2nd point actually, stubbornness) (It's a trait)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About my dad, the list could probably go on for ages...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He drove all of us to my uncle's house at Seng Kang once, and circled the area numerous times, for about 45 minutes, I dare say, before finally giving up and calling to ask for directions...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm seriously pondering whether to learn driving...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, it's convenient and all, but with all the ERP, taxes and petrol kind of stuff, it's enough to make anybody hesitate, but all that, coupled with this inborn, family trait, I think it's probably wiser not to learn...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All my uncles, and my dad, can drive to less-frequented areas only when their wives sit beside them to guide them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, as for me, I got lost at the ground floor of my flat when I was Primary 4, and that's saying something since I've stayed there since I was born...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second, we're both like bulls...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Impulsive and stubborn&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not something to be proud of, I know, but it's just another way in which we're similar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Third, we're both missing this particular romantic gene...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy's the least romantic person I know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's never liked giving mummy flowers, and the only time she received one was when they got married, and even then, he wouldn't touch the flowers...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are probably more, I mean, we chatted from 12 all the way to 2 plus, but I can't remember them now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night's conversation, or rather, this morning, did open my eyes and made me realise exactly how alike we are...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's uncanny, but funny...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mummy's been saying I'm aging prematurely, like I'm a 40 year old trapped in a 17 year old's body, which I have to agree, albeit reluctantly...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is something Wan Teng used to laugh at me about, if I'm not wrong...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sean also used to say I was born in the wrong century...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder why's that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I grew up like any normal kid, read books and watched television shows like any normal kid...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only things that are slightly different are that I love oldies, have a penchant for old romance novels, and don't enjoy doing things that people my age love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it's a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FF99;"&gt;silent mutation gone wrong&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-2265873301105672323</id><published>2009-12-20T00:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T00:22:57.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stress, this particular thing can either make or break someone...&lt;div&gt;I used to think I could thrive under pressure, and it did feel good at times, to be a lil pressured...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe that's why I liked being in SJ camps and all, when there was pressure from the higher-ups, NCOs and officers...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I liked that kind of pressure, when all you had to do was follow instructions and you could feel detached from the pressure...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All it did was to push you to do better, but you wouldn't feel like you were collapsing under all that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been rather pressured recently, and I just wish it was the kind of stress I used to enjoy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-2265873301105672323?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/2265873301105672323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=2265873301105672323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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enough to get anything conducive completed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been that way recently...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I decided to go to the gym with Daryl on impulse...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yah, I was that bored, and restless...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been thinking about a couple of things recently, and it'd be real nice to talk to Jeremy again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haven't talked to him for ages, except when he called the other time to check if Daryl was going for tuition...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I looked into the mirror just moments ago, and I saw a wrinkle in between my eyebrows...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have I been frowning too much..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-4867274266794957915?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5234979332028391521.post-7742346307313750055</id><published>2009-12-16T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T21:51:21.448-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went out to study yesterday, and it just struck me that it's been quite some time since I last went out, save for the vacation, of course...&lt;div&gt;Just made me wonder where all the time has gone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For some reason or other, I just had to be a major pain in the ass yesterday and went on to annoy a certain caterpillar somewhere...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas, but it was good...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been having too many things revolving and colliding in my head recently...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish it'd all go away...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-7742346307313750055?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/7742346307313750055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=7742346307313750055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/7742346307313750055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/7742346307313750055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2009/12/went-out-to-study-yesterday-and-it-just.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-332822995890827289</id><published>2009-12-10T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T23:05:10.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(160, 82, 45); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Fifteen lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Songwriters:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt; Swift, Taylor Alison;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;You take a deep breath and you walk through the doors&lt;br /&gt;It's the morning of your very first day&lt;br /&gt;And you say hi to your friends you ain't seen in a while&lt;br /&gt;Try and stay out of everybody's way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's your freshman year and you're gonna be here&lt;br /&gt;For the next four years in this town&lt;br /&gt;Hoping one of those senior boys will wink at you and say&lt;br /&gt;"You know, I haven't seen you around before"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when you're fifteen and somebody tells you they love you&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna believe them&lt;br /&gt;And when you're fifteen feeling like there's nothing to figure out&lt;br /&gt;Well, count to ten, take it in&lt;br /&gt;This is life before you know who you're gonna be&lt;br /&gt;Fifteen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sit in class next to a redhead named Abigail&lt;br /&gt;And soon enough you're best friends&lt;br /&gt;Laughing at the other girls who think they're so cool&lt;br /&gt;We'll be outta here as soon as we can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then you're on your very first date and he's got a car&lt;br /&gt;And you're feeling like flying&lt;br /&gt;And you're momma's waiting up and you're thinking he's the one&lt;br /&gt;And you're dancing 'round your room when the night ends&lt;br /&gt;When the night ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when you're fifteen and somebody tells you they love you&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna believe them&lt;br /&gt;When you're fifteen and your first kiss&lt;br /&gt;Makes your head spin 'round&lt;br /&gt;But in your life you'll do things greater than&lt;br /&gt;Dating the boy on the football team&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't know it at fifteen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all you wanted was to be wanted&lt;br /&gt;Wish you could go back and tell yourself what you know now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back then I swore I was gonna marry him someday&lt;br /&gt;But I realized some bigger dreams of mine&lt;br /&gt;And Abigail gave everything she had to a boy&lt;br /&gt;Who changed his mind and we both cried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when you're fifteen and somebody tells you they love you&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna believe them&lt;br /&gt;And when you're fifteen, don't forget to look before you fall&lt;br /&gt;I've found time can heal most anything&lt;br /&gt;And you just might find who you're supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know who I was supposed to be at fifteen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your very first day&lt;br /&gt;Take a deep breath girl&lt;br /&gt;Take a deep breath as you walk through the doors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Did It Again lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Floor&lt;br /&gt;Room Sixteen&lt;br /&gt;Smells like danger&lt;br /&gt;Even better&lt;br /&gt;Set your goals&lt;br /&gt;Bless our souls&lt;br /&gt;I’m in trouble&lt;br /&gt;But it feels like heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were like one of those guys&lt;br /&gt;The kind with a wandering eye&lt;br /&gt;But I said, “hey what the hell? for once in my life i’ll take a ride on the wild side&lt;br /&gt;You were so full of yourself&lt;br /&gt;But damn, were you cute, as well&lt;br /&gt;I packed my bags, I liked your moves&lt;br /&gt;Anyone could tell that it’s hard to deny that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did it again, love&lt;br /&gt;I got it all wrong&lt;br /&gt;But it felt so right&lt;br /&gt;I can’t believe it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the mistakes&lt;br /&gt;That went on for too long&lt;br /&gt;Wish there was a way&lt;br /&gt;I could delete it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, Eh, Eh, Eh&lt;br /&gt;Ah, ah, ah, ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second night in a row&lt;br /&gt;Back in trouble&lt;br /&gt;I don’t get it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep it down&lt;br /&gt;It’s logical&lt;br /&gt;We ignore it (yes, I know)&lt;br /&gt;Getting better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to men it’s known&lt;br /&gt;That I am the choosing one&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I always trip and fall&lt;br /&gt;The same old … and repeat and go back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How blind a girl can be&lt;br /&gt;To miss you hide your ring&lt;br /&gt;Thought about everything&lt;br /&gt;I’m so naive I’m … and all that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did it again, love&lt;br /&gt;I got it all wrong&lt;br /&gt;But it felt so right&lt;br /&gt;I can’t believe it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the mistakes&lt;br /&gt;That went on for too long&lt;br /&gt;Wish there was a way&lt;br /&gt;I could delete it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, eh, eh, eh&lt;br /&gt;Ah, ah, ah, ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may seem to you that I am in a place&lt;br /&gt;Where I’m losing the direction of my life&lt;br /&gt;But I’m sure that this is nothing but a phase&lt;br /&gt;“Right back at ya,” his eyes so vile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may seem to you that I am in a place&lt;br /&gt;Where I’m losing the direction of my life&lt;br /&gt;But I’m sure that this is nothing but a phase&lt;br /&gt;“Right back at ya,” his eyes so vile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did it again, love&lt;br /&gt;I got it all wrong&lt;br /&gt;But it felt so right&lt;br /&gt;I can’t believe it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the mistakes&lt;br /&gt;That went on for too long&lt;br /&gt;Wish there was a way&lt;br /&gt;I could delete it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, eh, eh, eh&lt;br /&gt;Ah, ah, ah, ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;She Wolf lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;Songwriters:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt; Endicott, S; Hill, John; Mebarak, Shakira Isabel;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;S.O.S. she's in disguise&lt;br /&gt;S.O.S. she's in disguise&lt;br /&gt;There's a she wolf in disguise&lt;br /&gt;Coming out, coming out, coming out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A domesticated girl that's all you ask of me&lt;br /&gt;Darling it is no joke, this is lycanthropy&lt;br /&gt;The moon's awake now with eyes wide open&lt;br /&gt;My body's craving, so feed the hungry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been devoting myself to you Monday to Monday and Friday to Friday&lt;br /&gt;Not getting enough retribution or decent incentives to keep me at it&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to feel just a little abused like a coffee machine in an office&lt;br /&gt;So I'm gonna go somewhere cozy to get me a lover&lt;br /&gt;And tell you all about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a she wolf in your closet&lt;br /&gt;Open up and set her free&lt;br /&gt;There's a she wolf in your closet&lt;br /&gt;Let it out so it can breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting across a bar, staring right at her prey&lt;br /&gt;It's going well so far, she's gonna get her way&lt;br /&gt;Nocturnal creatures are not so prudent&lt;br /&gt;The moon's my teacher, and I'm her student&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To locate the single men, I got on me a special radar&lt;br /&gt;And the fire department hotline in case I get in trouble later&lt;br /&gt;Not looking for cute little divos or rich city guys that just want to enjoy&lt;br /&gt;But having a very good time and behave very bad in the arms of a boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a she wolf in the closet&lt;br /&gt;Open up and set her free&lt;br /&gt;There's a she wolf in your closet&lt;br /&gt;Let it out so it can breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.O.S. she's in disguise&lt;br /&gt;S.O.S. she's in disguise&lt;br /&gt;There's a she wolf in disguise&lt;br /&gt;Coming out, coming out, coming out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.O.S. she's in disguise&lt;br /&gt;S.O.S. she's in disguise&lt;br /&gt;There's a she wolf in disguise&lt;br /&gt;Coming out, coming out, coming out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a she wolf in your closet&lt;br /&gt;Let it out so it can breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-332822995890827289?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/332822995890827289/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5234979332028391521.post-8301236077235337997</id><published>2009-12-09T00:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T00:36:24.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been feeling tired ever since I woke up today...&lt;div&gt;Read through some of my Biology notes in a bid to get myself interested in schoolwork again, but it seemed to have a backlash on my energy level...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's sapped all my energy for the rest of the day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While reading through viruses and all, I found myself wishing I was working in a farm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An mixed farm with animals and plants...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I get tired of studying, I'd ride on the horses, take a gallop around before coming back, or maybe I'd feed the pigs or something...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel retarded typing this, but, oh well, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;a girl can dream&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/5234979332028391521-8301236077235337997?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/8301236077235337997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=8301236077235337997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/8301236077235337997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/8301236077235337997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2009/12/ive-been-feeling-tired-ever-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-2112366565864004960</id><published>2009-12-07T04:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T05:47:58.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back..!&lt;div&gt;I had a long, long trip to Bangkok, and while it wasn't entirely enjoyable and fun, it was definitely interesting and eventful...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Day 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We arrived in Bangkok in the afternoon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's about an hour earlier there, than in Singapore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, the shop that used to sell really nice Thai food disappeared...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, daddy decided to bring us to the food court in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Platinum shopping centre&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, we ate A LOT, then walked about there...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were peeved with the three guys (daddy, Daryl and Sean) who wouldn't stop walking to let us window shop properly...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were obviously super bored staring at girly stuff, so we were saying among ourselves that we would come back again, just the three girls, to shop...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Little did we know just how that wish got granted...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, when we got back, we took a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;Tutuk, which is a kind of taxi, except about a hundred times more dangerous than those we have in Singapore.&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The six of us squeezed into the Tutuk, and it was really comfortable, I have to say...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FF99;"&gt;woo-ing&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FF99;"&gt;wah-ing&lt;/span&gt; at&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt; the way the driver drove, and the way he cut into the traffic, and the way he drove on the wrong lane of the road, and he drove at a really high speed&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Day 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Tivoli coffeeshop&lt;/span&gt; for breakfast...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daryl was super disappointed that there wasn't any bacon, for some reason...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mmm, so, after breakfast, we went to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Siam Paragon&lt;/span&gt; to shop...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The shopping centre looks like some kind of Bugis or Paragon in Singapore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The prices too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we didn't really buy much stuff, but rather window shopped mostly, though Sean did get some stuff...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After walking and walking, and walking, daddy brought us to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Sukhumvit 24&lt;/span&gt; for seafood...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's promised us that since some years ago...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, the way they promoted their seafood was quite cool...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;If it swims, we have it&lt;/span&gt;," which is saying a lot, especially since there were shark prototypes hanging from the ceiling, and there weren't any shark fin, Salmon, Tuna, or stuff like that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that night, the three of us (Daryl, Sean and I) lied in bed, playing a game that Sean thought up with his friend...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's too troublesome to explain it here, but it really got us laughing late into the night...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, that's when the first of our troubles there started, when you least expect it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Day 3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mummy woke me up in the morning, saying Daryl had vomited and had diarrhoea during the night...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHAT..???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was an obvious case of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;food poisoning&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lucky thing was that mummy packed along charcoal tablets and stuff like that, and Sean's mum, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;self-proclaimed Queen of vomiting&lt;/span&gt;, brought along anti-vomiting pills...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, after a light breakfast, the three guys stayed in the hotel to rest and accompany Daryl (they were tired of going out), and the three girls went to Platimun shopping centre again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before heading there, we went to the roadside stalls nearby first, to get some pants for daddy and chokers for my friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, we trekked through the shopping centre and bought some stuff...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After walking, Sean's mum was complaining that she was super tired, and we were too, so we decided to take a Tutuk back to the hotel...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's where the second of our list of troubles happened...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sean's mum refused to pay &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;100 baht&lt;/span&gt; for the trip back, and another one offered us &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;10 baht&lt;/span&gt; back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was highly suspicious, but we were all tired, so we just chanced it and agreed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, only while driving did he tell us he wanted to get a coupon for free petrol, and kept pleading with us to allow him to drive us to a shopping centre to stay there for "10 minutes and more, more," for him to collect the coupon, then he'd drive us back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sean's mum was furious, while mummy was scared...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was a bit disconcerted, and it made me giggly, for some reason...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always smile and laugh at the wrong time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, after scolding him, Sean's mum agreed to just go there for awhile...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We stepped in, refused to enter the gold shop, and just stood around the souvenirs section for about 10 minutes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we came out, his face was dark with anger...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking back now, I realise he had a sort of agreement with this shopping centre to bring stupid tourists like us there, and he'd earn commission if we bought things...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, we refused to ride back to the hotel and walked back instead...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He didn't get his 10 baht anyway, if you're curious...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back at the hotel, daddy seemed rather upset, rather than teasing as we had expected...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmph...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That night, after dinner, daddy seemed thoroughly bored, lying on the bed with Daryl and Sean, so I agreed to go with him for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Thai massage&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mummy wanted to stay with Daryl in the hotel, while Sean didn't want to go with so little people, and his mum just bathed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way there, daddy started to worry that people would think I was his &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;Thai social escort&lt;/span&gt; as I had my hair down and all, so he introduced me to the lady boss (she remembers him from last year) and the masseur as his daughter, of course...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were laughing about it back at the hotel that night...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the Thai massage was 2 hours straight, and it was utterly relaxing and revitalising...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Day 4: (5th December, special day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;King's birthday&lt;/span&gt;, and everywhere we went, there were loads of people wearing&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt; pink shirts in celebration of his birthday&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt; Jatujak&lt;/span&gt; to shop...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a place for bargains, and cheaper than wholesale stuff shopping area...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We walked through it, and were back to back, and shoulder to shoulder with locals and tourists alike...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Squeezing our way through, we still managed to get some stuff for ourselves, and for relatives and friends back home...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw an entire alley where they sold bunnies, hamsters and rabbits, and it just took everything to tear myself away from that place...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were so breathtakingly adorable, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;especially one of the bulldogs&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way back, Daryl got a shock when seeing mummy's bag...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Third of our troubles...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somebody had used a knife and&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt; cut a long slit down the back of her bag&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all got an almighty bound of shock...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After living for so long in Singapore, robbing and pickpocketing was something of terribly unfamiliar to us...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We quickly searched through her bag, and fortunately, only the bag and a wallet was cut...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything else was safe and secure, and most importantly, the passports and stuff were still sitting snugly in the middle of her bag...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only things that went missing were some sanitary pads...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, we were joking later on that the thief must have been pretty desperate to cut someone's bag for pads...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It did make for some pretty funny moments, though mummy was quite sad about the bag, it's from my godma...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, after going back to the hotel to wash up and stitch up mummy's bag, Sean's mum wanted to go to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Mah Boon Krong&lt;/span&gt; for dinner...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Day 5:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up the next morning and Sean became the next patient for the two eager yet distraught nurses...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He came down with a case of food poisoning too, together with slight fever...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I helped to do some sponging after his mum realised I knew &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;home nursing&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, first aid did come in handy after all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, the three guys stayed in the hotel again, while the three girls went to Platinum shopping centre &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We bought KFC for the guys back at the hotel, and spent a lot of the day in the two connected rooms chatting and looking at the stuff we bought...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That night, we went for some ramen at Siam Paragon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ramen was horrible...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The moment they set the bowl in front of us, I gagged...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It smelt so strongly of urine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It turned out to be bamboo shoots, and for some reason, the rest of the patrons there seemed to love it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were fireworks that night to continue to celebrate the King's birthday, and some were pretty awesome...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Day 6:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up super early in the morning for breakfast, then packed up and headed towards the airport...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the security check, the scanner found some metal on my person, and they made me remove my shoes to go through the scanner...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't believe it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the plane back, I found myself seated right beside the emergency exit, for the first time in my life....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How pathetic is that..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sean and Daryl were beside me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The air stewardess came and instructed us on what to do in the case of an emergency, when the crew shouts &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;"Evacuate, evacuate, evacuate..!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was supposed to pull something out, and catch the 15kg door hatch when it falls inwards, then throw it out of the plane...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sean promised to help me catch it, or throw my body out during evacuation if the door lands on my head and knocks me out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How sweet of him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back in Singapore, on the way back home, we met an Indian girl who was crying and said she had to go to Tan Tock Seng hospital urgently, and asked the way, and begged for some travel money...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We helped her, and got scolded by daddy later on, 'cos he had got conned too many times, and said she had a earpiece in her ear, and didn't appear genuinely upset...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I've finally completed this long, long post, and I'm tired...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, maybe you'd like to rate my trip for me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-2112366565864004960?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5234979332028391521.post-7962228655070456211</id><published>2009-12-01T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T06:34:36.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been quite awhile since I last blogged...&lt;div&gt;Hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I start anything, I'll be going overseas, to Bangkok again, of course, from 2nd to 7th December...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, if I happen not to reply any SMSes, I'm so sorry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't think I have auto-roam on my handphone, so I probably won't even be able to receive and read any messages...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been thinking quite a bit lately...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's all well to be confident and self-assured when dealing with things, especially problems that occur out of no where, but can one feel confident all the time..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess everybody has their moments of self-doubt and hesitation, be it in the face of adverse situations or more minor things like tests, exams and the like...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, there are times when I feel totally unprepared for anything life throws at me, or any decisions people make for me, even those I make for myself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's almost as if I wasn't given an instruction manual to life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a weird topic, I know, but I just found myself musing over it recently...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My whole life consists entirely of trial and error...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm currently sneezing my head off...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woohoos..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-6967243344270129495</id><published>2009-11-26T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T06:11:21.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's finally the most anticipated day of the year..!&lt;div&gt;The last day of school...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been waiting for this day, and dreaming about this day since the start of the year, especially when there're loads of tests waiting, or when the homework starts to stack up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like a long-awaited dream finally coming true, or at least, I guess that's what I'm supposed to be feeling right now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I've been so exhausted after the Japanese visit and haven't been having enough sleep that I just couldn't gear up the energy and spirit needed to celebrate...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're going for the H1N1 vaccine jab now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's such a sudden decision...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I.HATE.INJECTIONS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-6967243344270129495?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/6967243344270129495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=6967243344270129495' 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yesterday...&lt;div&gt;It has been awhile since we went out together like that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exams, homework, fatigue and other commitments always seem to push going out together, out of the picture...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyway, it was definitely nice...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to my grannie's house first, then on to Vivo for dinner and window shopping...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or rather, mummy and me desperately tried to do some window shopping while daddy and Daryl just walked on, heedless of us...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's the guys for you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess that's the same scene we'll be seeing in Bangkok this time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Except, Sean will most probably be joining them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm quite excited about it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Sean's mum seems even more excited...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's started packing already...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's still about 2 weeks away...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okok, now that I just typed that, it seems to be coming quite fast...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ooh..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just can't wait...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-1849112474801249153?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/1849112474801249153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=1849112474801249153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/1849112474801249153'/><link rel='self' 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rain enveloping the station...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder why, but it seems we have all been forced to grow up early...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be it by our circumstances, or by dictation by society...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If we don't grow up, there's no way of catching up anymore, once we fall behind...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Such is the pace of today's society...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It sounds stupid, like General Paper, but this rain made me feel young again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was singing out loud, after continuously checking that no one was in sight...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, when my shoe became wet, I didn't care already...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I splashed in puddles all the way home...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would have flung my umbrella aside and happily stood in the rain, if not for my&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt; precious Michael Jackson book&lt;/span&gt; in my bag...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shouldn't have brought that book to school today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;The rain, and temperature makes it feel like it's Christmas..!&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/5234979332028391521-7442067773049219063?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/7442067773049219063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=7442067773049219063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/7442067773049219063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;McDonald&lt;/span&gt;'s to eat, or at least, half the class...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other half went to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think these two fast food restaurants have become popular SAJC students' haunts already...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, after breakfast/ lunch (I wonder which it was), a small group of us headed to my house...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;Chamelene, Olive and Jessica&lt;/span&gt; wanted to bake...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mummy suggested letting us bake marble cake...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Olive, Chamelene, Pek Har, Jessica, Terrence, Terry, Keat Onn and Benedict&lt;/span&gt; came over today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We started on the marble cake first, while the guys went to harass my poor hamsters...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Benedict mistook it for a chicken...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder why...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While preparing the mixture, it was actually quite chaotic, as mummy described it later...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flour was flying, sugar on the table, egg white on the newspaper, over-mixing of the mixture and stuff...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I won't deny it was really fun, watching them argue over who to do what, and whose turn it was to do what...&lt;br /&gt;Mummy, standing aside supervising, also had a good laugh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She liked it a lot when Olive only folded the egg white into half of the mixture...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, while waiting for the cake to bake (40minutes), they took out &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Terry's Game of Life &lt;/span&gt;and started playing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was kinda complicated, but fun all the same...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girls played the piano till Olive had to leave early for CO...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, so the day was kinda dedicated to board games...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the board games, they continued with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;Monopoly&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, they moved on to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;O2 Mania&lt;/span&gt;, which Alvin helped install in my laptop...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still find it amazing, and really incredible how Alvin manages to play it so well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't even see the things moving properly...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure Jessica and Pek Har agrees with me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just found out about the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FF99;"&gt;appreciation video for Sir Lee&lt;/span&gt; this Friday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll only be dismissed from school by 12 I think...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I hope the SJ training in school will drag, then maybe I'll be able to go down and have a look...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been so detached from SJ, I actually forgot the sec3s have taken over already...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was still expecting the sec4s to be in charge...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope I'll be able to go down soon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-2233084099390869259?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/2233084099390869259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=2233084099390869259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/2233084099390869259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/2233084099390869259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2009/11/guess-what.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-8406214868915686878</id><published>2009-11-16T04:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T05:26:53.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't been blogging recently...&lt;div&gt;Simply didn't have the time to blog at all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Japanese Exchange program with Omi Brotherhood school&lt;/span&gt; last Saturday and Sunday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was really really tiring, now that I get the chance to sit down and think back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Saturday, we went early to prepare admin matters and practice the dance...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Japanese students sang their school song as their performance...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Us, oh well, we danced to the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;gummy bear song&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Herianti and I, we were laughing so hard throughout it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so embarrassing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, we got introduced to our buddies, and my buddy was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Hitomi Miyamura&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chamelene's buddy was Hitomi's good friend, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;Yukino&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have no idea what Terrence's and Shin's buddies are called...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, we brought them to Chinatown and loads of places...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't even remember where in Singapore we brought them to already...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first day with them was a blur...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I can remember of that day is a lot of Japanese, a lot of smiling, a lot of feeling awkward, and a lot of MRTs, so much so that I'm starting to feel a bit sick of taking MRTs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, on Sunday, it was much better...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe 'cos we weren't that awkward already, or perhaps 'cos the itinery(correct spelling?) was nicer to us...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;Shopping&lt;/span&gt; and all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the guys seemed absolutely miserable...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At around 6 plus or 7, we had buffet dinner at their hotel before they set off for the airport...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People were laughing, joking, taking pictures, and some were sobbing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well, don't really know what to say about it, but it was just really, really, really tiring...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I finally decided to buy the Michael Jackson biography today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Jackson unveiled: The complete story of the King of Pop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;By James Fletcher, Jan Disley and Ros Wynne-Jones...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's expensive, and mummy got disgruntled with me when I wanted to buy it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, I got to buy it in the end, and I read till I cried...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I managed to finish it today, and it was just so touching, and so upsetting...&lt;br /&gt;Mummy was disgusted with me, saying that I paid money just to make myself cry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But nobody should be subjected to that sort of torment, and hurt...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;It's appalling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Michael Jackson said this: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;If you enter this world knowing you are loved and leave this world knowing the same... then everything in between can be dealt with...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-8406214868915686878?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/8406214868915686878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=8406214868915686878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/8406214868915686878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/8406214868915686878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-havent-been-blogging-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-6228612218717783655</id><published>2009-11-13T01:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T02:11:53.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We had Interact yesterday, and learnt the dance that Shin choreographed for the gummy bear song...&lt;div&gt;It was amazing that we learnt the song in about half an hour or something, but at least it's just about 1 minute, if I'm not mistaken...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think dancing is really cool, but I can't dance for nuts...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever was the person who put me near the front thinking...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least it's just for 1 minute...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can bear that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The four of us, Chamelene, Terrence, Shin and I then went out to Plaza Singapura for lunch...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then lots of things happened...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For one, Shin spent $15 trying to catch the toy monkey in the prize machine thingy, and still lost to an auntie who spent $1 and didn't even look like she liked the toy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheer up k...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Ji Heon and Terry turned up, and while waiting for 2012 to start, we went window shopping...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all got so tired after window shopping with Chamelene...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a girl, and I thought I was ok with shopping, like I can stand walking around for long periods, looking at stuff, but I just realised I pale a lot, in comparison with Chamelene...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, we caught that movie, then went home...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The movie was about 3 hours long, we later realised...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No wonder it just felt absurdly long...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I kind enjoyed it, though I still feel Armageddon was more realistic...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was supposed to go out to meet Li Hui, Yong Qing and Aneesah for a meal today, but we scrapped the idea since we couldn't settle on a time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been feeling kinda tired, no doubt because of the previous days where I was always out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Practicing OP and going out took more out of me than I realised...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been raining quite a bit lately, but I've been enjoying it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just wanna lie down here and gaze into the night...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realise I'm starting to make less sense with each post, and I wonder why...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-6228612218717783655?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/6228612218717783655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=6228612218717783655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/6228612218717783655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/6228612218717783655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2009/11/we-had-interact-yesterday-and-learnt.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-8709538896546437041</id><published>2009-11-11T04:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T05:00:54.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My 400th post..!&lt;div&gt;Hit another milestone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just completed my PW journey today at 3 plus...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can hardly believe it myself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somebody whack me on the head to wake me up..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although we've been complaining and grumbling throughout this entire PW journey, scolding Alvin, and watching Alvin and Rosanna quarrel, I can't say if I'm glad or not actually...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I may not have liked everything that I experienced during this journey, but I think I did learn something from this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How to work with people you'ore not that close with...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How to manage quarrels within a group...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How to get people with different interests to work together...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm, I learnt a lot, and I don't regret all this time spent...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For anything that you've lost, you gain something of equal value in return, it's just how you look at it that matters...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So for all the time that I lost and spent on PW, I gained something too..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knowledge, friendship...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If not for PW, I probably wouldn't have become close to my PW mates, much less converse so freely with them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's always a light at the end of the tunnel..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-8709538896546437041?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/8709538896546437041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=8709538896546437041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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became sleepy towards the end...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I messed up my 2nd presentation right before heading home...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For my Snakes and Ladders part, I was supposed to say things like toilet habits...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good and bad habits, but I said good and bad toilets..!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mouth was moving by itself, and my ears not paying attention to my mouth...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the result...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I like my limitations and solutions slide...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't really have to think much, the words just flow out of my mouth...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My subconscious helped me think...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mind seems to be rather blank recently, I wonder why...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-1733303316866291955?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5234979332028391521.post-6809999876363280553</id><published>2009-11-07T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T23:43:59.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went out to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;Shin's birthday party&lt;/span&gt; last evening...&lt;div&gt;Met up with Kia Fong at Jurong East MRT, then proceeded to Woodlands MRT...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The presents and surprises they planned for Shin was actually quite cute, but it was only then that I realised my prayer friend is actually quite &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;pervy&lt;/span&gt;...and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;horny&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But oh well, it was actually quite fun, though we didn't know anybody there, so our class more or less stuck together...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Chamelene, Lynna, Terrence, Benedict and Terry&lt;/span&gt; went into the pool fully-clothed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh, of course, Chamelene, being Chamelene, jumped into the pool with her hand phone in her Jeans pocket...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aiyo~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, so dismantled her phone and was trying to help her dry it, shaking it and pressing all the buttons to drain all the water in the screen...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, the moment I drained all the water in the screen, Shin's friends splashed all of us with water...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, obviously, I got wet, and &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Chamelene's handphone screen was half-filled with water again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grr...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went home with Kia Fong and Terrence, then fell asleep at 1 plus...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't figure out why I've been so tired recently...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, the day before, that is...Friday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I met up with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;Yong Qing, Li Hui and Sherly for lunch and Monopoly..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talked loads, caught up with each other, and I successfully broke in my new Singapore Edition Monopoly set...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a birthday present from my class...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks lots..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was really fun actually, I managed to build &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;3 hotels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (a first in my Monopoly game-playing experience)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the game ended abruptly when Li Hui ran out of money to pay me 12,500 for stepping on my hotel or something like that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still remember it..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I really like Monopoly...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But mummy's betting I'll grow sick of it soon, the way I've been playing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just got home a lil while ago, and I keep wanting to smile, for reasons beyond my comprehension...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-119746103753073331</id><published>2009-11-05T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T06:47:25.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guess what I dreamt of last night...&lt;div&gt;I was just memorising my Oral Presentation (OP) script before sleeping, and I've been doing OP stuff for this whole week already, so I guess it was only natural that I dreamt of it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dreamt that while presenting, I was super scared that I had too much to say, and thus decided on the spot, to cancel out a lot of the information I was supposed to present...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ended up finishing my presentation in 3 minutes only...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the rest of my group, and the examiners were staring at me strangely when I ended awkwardly and realised the time was not yet up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I then blundered my way through the rest of the time allocated to me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really too much OP huh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been feeling extremely fat recently...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-119746103753073331?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/119746103753073331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5234979332028391521.post-5787872465638948868</id><published>2009-11-03T04:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T04:22:06.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Forgot to add in this part of my very uneventful day that made it just that lil bit more eventful, but not necessarily in a good way...&lt;div&gt;Our PW group decided to get the toilet video over and done with today, so we headed out to the coffee shop outside the school...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To our horror, the cleaner just cleaned it..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's ironic...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it's always like that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you want clean toilets, they're always dirty...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But when you head out with the intention of finding dirty toilets, the cleaner just has to be extra hardworking the hour before or something...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, the auntie obviously got really pissed off with us...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure she's blacklisted us already...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pass by there twice daily you know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, whatever it is, the video's done...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's quite cute too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-5787872465638948868?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/5787872465638948868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=5787872465638948868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/5787872465638948868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/5787872465638948868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2009/11/forgot-to-add-in-this-part-of-my-very.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-3217770225563494150</id><published>2009-11-03T01:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T01:37:47.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was one hell of a day...&lt;div&gt;Presentations for the entire day as usual, cos it's OP day for our class...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then certain stuff that happened took the fight out of me for today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank goodness &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;mummy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FF99;"&gt;Pang&lt;/span&gt; were there...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was exactly why I dreaded coming to school today, apart from PW of course...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seemed I could feel in my bones what was coming...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It wasn't anything much, but the feeling in me when it happened felt so bloody familiar I felt the tears coming...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been awhile since I felt like that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought I'd grown a whole lot stronger than that weak foolish girl that was me a few years back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It appears I've grown, but not as much as I had expected, or hoped...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wondered if I was becoming translucent...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was calling mummy in Cold Storage today when she and Daryl were talking, nobody heeded me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And after what happened today, I just couldn't help but feel alarmed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am I really that invisible..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stalked up to mummy and stared her in the face to assure myself that, yes, I'm not invisible...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FFFF;"&gt;opaque&lt;/span&gt;, what a relief...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-3217770225563494150?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5234979332028391521.post-7628995285009248993</id><published>2009-11-02T03:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T04:04:34.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Chinese A level examinations&lt;/span&gt; today, and officially ended it around 11am plus...&lt;div&gt;I'm really hoping with all my heart that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;THIS IS IT&lt;/span&gt;..!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The memory of retaking my Chinese during the O level examinations have been haunting me recently, and I hope there won't be deja vu here...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Touch wood..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everybody around me seems to be addicted to the words '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;Booms&lt;/span&gt;' and '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Shingz&lt;/span&gt;' recently...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's funny how it slips so easily into our everyday life and daily conversation...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shingz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's quite cute actually, now that I think about it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's booms...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I got home today, after meeting mummy for lunch at Ikea, (it's been a super long time since meeting her there for lunch, last was last year I guess), I felt kinda lost at home...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like, I thought I'd feel all relieved and relaxed and throw myself into any leisure activities with gusto...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But no...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obviously, that didn't happen at all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I blogged and read a bit of fanfiction before deciding that my eyesight was indeed worsening...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's almost alarming to see the world becoming blurrier (is there even such a word?) recently...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the fault of too much computer (PW and fanfiction), my eyesight's been deteriorating...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I opened the fridge and couldn't find anything enticing and closed it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I switched on the laptop and couldn't find anything to do and switched it off...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I picked up my book and my eyesight wouldn't let me read in peace without thinking of how blur everything is, so I closed it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I switched on the TV and couldn't find anything interesting to watch and switched it off...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I opened the piano and managed to find some songs to play...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess what kind of songs..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a total wrong season for it, (only the weather suits) Christmas songs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just feel so totally restless, only playing &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FF99;"&gt;Christmas songs&lt;/span&gt; seem to interest me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, this isn't the first time, so I guess my neighbours are more or less used to having such an eccentric neighbour like me..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a tendency to play Christmas songs anytime of the year, and New Year songs during Christmas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;All these stuff are stressing me up quite a lil...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Pang, I need to talk..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-7628995285009248993?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/7628995285009248993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=7628995285009248993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/7628995285009248993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/7628995285009248993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-had-my-chinese-level-examinations.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-54909785617418595</id><published>2009-11-01T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T23:25:44.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;This is it, here I stand&lt;br /&gt;I’m the light of the world, I feel grand&lt;br /&gt;Got this love I can feel&lt;br /&gt;And I know yes for sure it is real&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;And it feels as though I’ve seen your face a thousand times&lt;br /&gt;And you said you really know me too yourself&lt;br /&gt;And I know that you have got addicted with your eyes&lt;br /&gt;But you say you gonna live it for yourself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;I never heard a single word about you&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love wasn’t my plan&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that I would be your lover&lt;br /&gt;C’mon baby, just understand&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;This is it, I can say,&lt;br /&gt;I’m the light of the world, run away&lt;br /&gt;We can feel, this is real&lt;br /&gt;Every time I’m in love that I feel&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;And I feel as though I’ve known you since 1,000 years&lt;br /&gt;And you tell me that you’ve seen my face before.&lt;br /&gt;And you said to me you don’t want me hanging round&lt;br /&gt;Many times, wanna do it here before&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;I never heard a single word about you&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love wasn’t my plan&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that I would be your lover&lt;br /&gt;C’mon baby, just understand&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;This is it, I can feel&lt;br /&gt;I’m the light of the world, this is real&lt;br /&gt;Feel my song, we can say&lt;br /&gt;And I tell you I feel that way&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;And I feel as though I’ve known you for a thousand years&lt;br /&gt;And you said you want some of this yourself&lt;br /&gt;And you said won’t you go with me, on a while&lt;br /&gt;And I know that it’s really cool myself&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;I never heard a single word about you&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love wasn’t my plan&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that I would be your lover&lt;br /&gt;C’mon baby, just understand&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;I never heard a single word about you&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love wasn’t my plan&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that I would be your lover&lt;br /&gt;C’mon baby, just understand&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-54909785617418595?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/54909785617418595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=54909785617418595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/54909785617418595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/54909785617418595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-it-here-i-stand-im-light-of.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-2714174533193492019</id><published>2009-10-28T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T04:57:02.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chamelene reminded me just today, of the really cute Economics video we watched in school the other day...&lt;div&gt;It's super cute, and I managed to find it online, on youtube...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anybody interested, do check it out..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_b6mvBVWyFQ"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_b6mvBVWyFQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(The Adventures of Huck the Duck and Fin the Fish...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-2714174533193492019?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/2714174533193492019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=2714174533193492019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/2714174533193492019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/2714174533193492019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2009/10/chamelene-reminded-me-just-today-of.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-3976110374583249241</id><published>2009-10-27T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T05:03:38.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey, everyone does have a right to be angry at times, and I think I'm more than fully justified to be angry right now...&lt;div&gt;I mean, all the things that happened, obviously I've let them pass like water off a duck's back (I can't think why this phrase stuck with me all of a sudden)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But some things that was said today just got me all riled up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not going to elaborate or anything, it's not going to be helping anything, or anyone, but I just have to let off some steam this way, or I'll probably give myself a heart attack...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I either have really good control over my emotions, or my friends got me away in time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I was really on the verge of shouting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could feel my eyes prickling, but that always happens when I get real furious...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's pathetic...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loads of thanks to Chamelene, Lynna and Kia Fong who were really nice..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-3976110374583249241?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/3976110374583249241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=3976110374583249241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/3976110374583249241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/3976110374583249241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-everyone-does-have-right-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-7287019924705330088</id><published>2009-10-26T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T05:33:39.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I happened to walk past Pau's cage recently and saw Pau day-dreaming on the slide...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr Yee says we must always explain our visual...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, the following is a picture of Pau in his cage, day-dreaming on the slide...&lt;br /&gt;It's quite cute, isn't it..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've always felt that my hamsters, when laying down, look like a long sausage...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I shouldn't have named it Pau...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TFn2szOMIBA/SuWUEElD6mI/AAAAAAAAAaE/O0WmYLdSntM/s1600-h/Photo0138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TFn2szOMIBA/SuWUEElD6mI/AAAAAAAAAaE/O0WmYLdSntM/s320/Photo0138.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396882526142982754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Closer look here...&lt;div&gt;The following is the zoomed-in version of Pau on the slide...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TFn2szOMIBA/SuWT3hVQGQI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/8IccbvYksjc/s1600-h/Photo0139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TFn2szOMIBA/SuWT3hVQGQI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/8IccbvYksjc/s320/Photo0139.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396882310523001090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like running around and yelling at the top of my voice...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"MY WR'S BEEN OK-ED..!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which is not actually saying much, seeing as the deadline is tomorrow, and most groups in my class have completed theirs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I still flew over the moon when Alvin called to tell me about it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-7287019924705330088?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/7287019924705330088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5234979332028391521.post-4547055831558735680</id><published>2009-10-25T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T03:54:13.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I spent my ENTIRE DAY on PW again..!&lt;div&gt;For goodness sake, this PW thing is really getting on my nerves...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've spent this weekend and the last on PW already...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All this time could be better spent elsewhere...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I incurred a large opportunity cost recently...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Opportunity cost: the amount of the next best alternative forgone when a choice is made...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bleaghs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's a real achievement, I'd say...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;Part 1: from 1600+ to 925 words...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;Part 2: from 2900+ to 1700+ words...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;Part 3: from 500+ to 419 words...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope this actually benefits my GP in future...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm currently suffering from an overdose of dirty toilets...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll probably dream about toilet tonight...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somebody shoot me already...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-4547055831558735680?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/4547055831558735680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5234979332028391521.post-4420366115582314784</id><published>2009-10-24T02:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T02:54:09.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oooh!&lt;div&gt;I'm peeved with PW at the moment...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After this PW thingy is over, I'm so not caring about whether people get sick from dirty toilets...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not caring about the state of coffee shop toilets either...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm also not going to care whether people will be interested in a carnival...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SIGH..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-4420366115582314784?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5234979332028391521.post-4590012513449597047</id><published>2009-10-23T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T08:26:39.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time seemed to pass especially slowly in lecture today...&lt;div&gt;The teachers seemed to be teaching normally, but the time was just crawling by, and I got really really bored and tired...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lucky thing was that Ms Lai cancelled mathematics tutorial...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a relief...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been quite awhile since I was really so tired...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I slept only about 4.5 hours last night, and 3.5 hours the night before...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the first time I slept so little during school days...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to vivo with Chamelene, Kia Fong, Pek Har, Lynna, Terrence and Ji Heon today, since we (Lihui and company) couldn't decide on where to have dinner and stuff like that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've decided to postpone the dinner for now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, we went there to walk around and all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We happened to go to Toys R Us and we, especially Pek Har, had a good time watching Ji Heon and Chamelene fight with foam swords and throwing insults at one another...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-4590012513449597047?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/4590012513449597047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5234979332028391521.post-8771132913658135128</id><published>2009-10-22T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T03:02:15.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I slept at 2am this morning..!&lt;div&gt;I broke my own record for sleeping so late when there's school the next day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I actually felt pretty high for the rest of the day when in school...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It didn't last...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was walking home, something behind me gave off a real loud sound...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something between a boom and a honk...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to resist the immediate urge to fling my handphone at the offending object...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I'm going mad, or my sanity's slowly slipping away...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a while ago, I swear I heard my toilet cackling...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-8771132913658135128?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/8771132913658135128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=8771132913658135128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/8771132913658135128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/8771132913658135128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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it'd be one inch closer to perfection...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like I've been putting on weight, and growing fatter, but when I confided in my parents, all daddy did was to start tempting me with more sinful food...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mummy just said stuff like, 'You're not skinny..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy's probably worried I'll start staving myself just to slim down...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll never do something like that, but I'm going to start exercising more...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And no...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my dictionary, ball games are not subsets of exercise...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They're just mental torture to me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope to take up swimming regularly again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel good after swimming actually...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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looking under the Piano, under the sofa, and behind the furniture...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was beside myself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That young idiot had no idea what dangers lurked out there, if it managed to escape the house...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, fuming with myself, thoroughly disgusted with Pau, and worried and anxious about the results, I left the house yesterday morning...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, mummy SMSed me halfway through class yesterday to tell me she opened the door when returning home, to see Pau scurrying from under the piano to the sofa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She baited it, luring it out with food...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yah, it got caught again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But that hamster had a lucky break...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that attempt at prison break, we decided to get it a proper cage, as Manju and Pau just can't get along...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It even has a slide...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm pretty sure it's gloating now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shin just told me to blog about him, so here it is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-3098438415446548095?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/3098438415446548095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=3098438415446548095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/3098438415446548095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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planning committee's part...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's no good at all for the students...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How would they like a few students collapsing from heart problems and stress, or going suicidal..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw quite a lot of people walking about the school with red eyes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was really upsetting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everytime a teacher stepped in to give out the papers, my hands turned cold and stuff like that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The usual pre-giving out papers nerves...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The stress and anxiety was really getting to me and my eyes kept tearing up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To think I prided myself on keeping a cool head most times...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmph...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did rather badly for Chemistry H2, but the other subjects were ok...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I feel bad, so I haven't been looking Ms Ho (my Chemistry teacher) in the eye...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't do it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Economics was as expected, not too good...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But my Economics results have always been fluctuating, so I didn't really expect much...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a tumultuous roller coaster ride of emotions in class today, and when somebody whom I've always thought of stolid and firm cried, I couldn't help myself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cried too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was kinda weird, but I really didn't want to see our class break up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the good news is most, if not everybody is eligible for the Levelling-Up Examinations (LUE)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all the anxiety and crying and hugging today, I'm all worn out and ready to fall asleep now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't exactly have the mood to do anything right now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder if I'll go insane after completing my JC education...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's entirely possible, looking at how things were today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-2752774564628442733?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/2752774564628442733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=2752774564628442733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/2752774564628442733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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lived through it, and whatever that doesn't kill you only serves to make you stronger right..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It feels almost cold-hearted of me to be saying something like this, but I don't wish to dwell on any unhappy things already...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've learnt my lesson, and it's always better to live and let live...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However that phrase fits in here, I'm not exactly sure, but I just hope it gets my message across...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, well, he gave me a baby hamster...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was really sweet, but I felt kinda bad all the same...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But thanks so much...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It really took my mind off sad stuff...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had quite a day in school...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The usual lessons and all, and following Biology lecture, it was supposed to be an hour's break, but we shifted Chinese forwards...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It'll be too troublesome to explain the whole thing here, but we just spent so much time in the Cultural Centre (CC)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Were supposed to be doing our Chinese test and some assignments, but Shin started fiddling with the mike and dancing on the stage...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, only our class was there by that time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before we knew what was happening, it morphed into a karaoke session right smack in the CC...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They played music and all, sang, danced...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got the video of Penny, Shin and Benedict dancing to Wonder Girls' Nobody, which they said was for Olive's birthday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went out after dismissal to the shop selling Silken Tofu at Potong Pasir, with Pek Har, Kia Fong, Elaine, Lynna, and Jessica...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met this really weird boy there...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was probably only about 4 to 5 years old..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've no idea...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But he was real annoying, touching Lynna, and throwing his crossiant (no idea if the spelling's correct, but, ahh, you get the idea...the flaky bread) across the table to me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was stunned...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just moments ago, we were all smiling at him, thinking he was really cute...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, he went a lil too far, and Kia Fong changed seats with me so I was further from that lil terror...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I actually love children, just not that one...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A whole lot of things happened then, including Kia Fong scolding that lil boy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then when things started to get out of hand, we rose to leave, and he stared at me and said, " I see you here tomorrow ar... I ask my kor kor come meet you tomorrow ar... Bye bye... Tomorrow come my house ar... "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What the hell was I supposed to do..???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not only that, he shot phrases " I like you, I love you..." at all of us...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And "I want to woo you" to Lynna...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What kind of a lil boy is that..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm flabbergasted...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow's judgement day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're going to be getting all our results back tomorrow, and I'm starting to panic a lil...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm feeling real uneasy right now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seems like I'm not the only one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Penny SMSed us just now, and was really really sweet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope our class stays together too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it's weird, but after coming into St. Andrew's, I've acquired the habit of praying...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not particularly religious, but it's almost cleansing to close your eyes, and pray...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's beneficial at a time like this too, it calms you down, in more ways than one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You feel lighter too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wonder if it's some form of meditation too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-7327220641720604928?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/7327220641720604928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=7327220641720604928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/7327220641720604928'/><link rel='self' 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manners..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just proper manners..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GAH..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that I've got that lil bit of ranting done, I'll move on to another, even more solemn topic...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's ridiculous, but I'm not actually going to reveal it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heard of the phrase,'too much information?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But well, it was a huge bombshell...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd never have expected something like that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It isn't even related to me, though I do know that person, however distantly...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What this world is coming to, I really don't know, and don't want to know either...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Certain points still elude me at the moment, but I'm already flabbergasted...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's going to be emotionally-draining for everyone who's involved....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My cousin called me today to give me her passport details and all, and that of Sean's...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems weird to call Sean's mum my cousin, though she is, but the age gap between us (and all of my dad's side) is kinda large, it's seem more fitting if they were my aunts and uncles...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, anyway, she wanted us to go on holiday together during the first few weeks of the December holidays as Sean'll be enlisted into NS soon after...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's almost weird to think of Sean in NS...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For one, I can't imagine him tan, almost bald, and in that uniform...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For another, I can't imagine him so grown up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He might be older than me, but I'm still his aunt (bleaghs) and my nephew is going off to NS soon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's an aunt going to feel?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When his mum told us (quite some time ago, at Kyrie's birthday party) about seeing parents of newly enlisted NS men at the Tanah Merah area, she looked red-eyed, and told us she cried...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mummy went teary-eyed too, and I felt my eyes pricking too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not only him, but Daryl'll be going into NS soon enough, and it's almost scary my brother's going to be protecting this country...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boys I grew up with all growing up, this holiday together's going to be nostalgic...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-6636807538300701630?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/6636807538300701630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5234979332028391521.post-3919711183166323346</id><published>2009-10-08T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T08:32:51.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I've hurt my left wrist just that little bit by cricking it too much...&lt;div&gt;My first aid manual never told me anything about the dangers of too much crepitals...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm disgusted...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of all things to hurt, my wrist...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GAH..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-3919711183166323346?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/3919711183166323346/comments/default' 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presentation...&lt;div&gt;Mr Yee wants to see them tomorrow, and I heard we're supposed to present too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmph...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's a whole lot of work...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it's exasperating...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel a lot more tired during this PW and Chinese week as opposed to normal weeks with normal timetables...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But hahas, omg...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just watched the video we took today for our publicity carnival and I nearly died of laughter...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I re-watched the thing 4 times and I found something new each time to laugh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess whoever's watching, or whoever we'll be presenting to will laugh too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;We look retarded, but it's so damn cute...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-4264857605761482091?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/4264857605761482091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=4264857605761482091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/4264857605761482091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/4264857605761482091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-was-just-going-through-powerpoint.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-3154033740943107390</id><published>2009-10-06T06:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T06:58:00.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let's just save all these efforts and implement capital punishment for those who dirty the toilets...&lt;div&gt;We'll have clean toilets in no time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-3154033740943107390?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5234979332028391521.post-575557540625128658</id><published>2009-10-06T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T03:57:25.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so so so tired I can't think at all...&lt;div&gt;I nearly feel asleep while on the train, and I nearly fell asleep while walking to school...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so tired I don't want to do anything, but I just discovered this stupid stupid mistake in my Insights and Reflections that happened to be repeated in the Written Report, and I've to REDO THE DAMN PART..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My hamster appears to be sleepwalking too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like me, like hamster huh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I've been rather worried about him recently...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He doesn't seem to be steady on his feet, but mummy was saying he's been sleepwalking...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-575557540625128658?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/575557540625128658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=575557540625128658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/575557540625128658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/575557540625128658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-so-so-so-tired-i-cant-think-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-7251597959254885214</id><published>2009-10-03T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T20:44:13.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy belated birthday to Terrence and Lynna (2nd October), and Chamelene (3rd, October)..!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Attended their birthday party organised by the class yesterday at Terrence's house...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and I heard about how their midnight birthday party for him turned to setting him on fire...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things just seem to happen when the guys are around, I guess...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, we played guitar hero (again), and I actually learnt how to play Mahjong..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From Mahjong auntie Yee Chin, no less...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, all it did was make me sleepy, actually, but if it keeps away Parkinson's Disease, I'm all for it... (high risk)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went downstairs to celebrate mooncake festival, what with eating mooncake and carrying lanterns...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reminded me of younger times actually, where we would congregate at the 5th floor or Bras Basah to play like this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the guys started throwing each other into the swimming pool, and I have to say, we made one hell of a noise...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I actually wouldn't be that surprised if Terrence received a number of complaints about our rowdy behaviour last night...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it ended ok, and I travelled home with Penny and JiHeon... (like the previous time)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wonder if Chamelene will drink that coffee I put in her present...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-7251597959254885214?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/7251597959254885214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=7251597959254885214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/7251597959254885214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/7251597959254885214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-belated-birthday-to-terrence-and.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-6284847101550894101</id><published>2009-10-02T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T07:18:12.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't been feeling totally myself recently, especially after the end of the Promos...&lt;div&gt;It's been really weird...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's almost like I was back to my Sec 4 self, where I feel I was really different...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it's not like I'm going to write everything here, but I just had to let it out somehow...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm tired of everything, and I just wanna stay home and sulk, and just find some time for myself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But no, nobody will let me do that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been one event after another...&lt;br /&gt;What with promos, interhouse, and other stuff... (loads of them, I may add)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so out of it, I managed to remain dry-eyed while watching a bit of 1 litre of tears, and that's a feat actually...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looks like I'm really out of it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh man oh man...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope I'm just tired and it'll go away after a good sleep...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But at the moment, it's real sucky, this feeling...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-6284847101550894101?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/6284847101550894101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=6284847101550894101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/6284847101550894101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/6284847101550894101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-havent-been-feeling-totally-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-1757996130348853910</id><published>2009-10-01T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T07:41:19.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had one hell of a day today...&lt;div&gt;Gah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't want to talk about it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not like there was anything interesting anyway...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chinese lecture, watching guitar hero and taking care of the area, prize presentation, then debrief...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, which of the above actually sounds interesting..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe guitar hero, I guess, but I got so sick and tired of it after listening to the songs from 10 to 2...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's 4 hours straight of guitar hero..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm speechless... (hahas, currently listening to speechless)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, shall stop here...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I lost the mood for blogging entirely when I started on PW...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-1757996130348853910?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/1757996130348853910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=1757996130348853910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/1757996130348853910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-2417872180622813328?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/2417872180622813328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=2417872180622813328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/2417872180622813328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/2417872180622813328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2009/09/reminder-to-myself-go-through-publicity.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-4940491125080170361</id><published>2009-09-28T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T02:40:41.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After weeks and weeks of studying and mugging and looking at myself with dark eye rings, I'm finally free of the PROMOS nightmare..!&lt;div&gt;It's been one hell of a studying period...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nevertheless, its over...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next nightmare will be when the results come back, but I'm trying not to think about that now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll delay that worry till later...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-4940491125080170361?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/4940491125080170361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=4940491125080170361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/4940491125080170361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/4940491125080170361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2009/09/after-weeks-and-weeks-of-studying-and.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-544324476183028637</id><published>2009-09-26T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T05:59:49.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't done anything yesterday...&lt;div&gt;Wasn't in the mood, and slept till quite late this morning...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least I didn't pass the 12 o'clock mark...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I was real tired...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week has been kinda tiring actually...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But to look on the bright side of things, my Promotional exams actually end on Monday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's freaky, the speed at which time passes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it's cool, that I'll finish my Promos before other schools even start...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During Chemistry exam yesterday, I remember suddenly thinking that I forgot to add something in my Economics paper...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But nahh, I didn't let it affect me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides, it's not like remembering it and moaning about it later on will change my answers and stuff like that right..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No point actually...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want Monday to pass more quickly...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want this promos to end quickly...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As quickly as possible...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm tired of studying...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't really seem to be able to sit down for long periods of time and study anymore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was entirely burnt out after the whole Econs and Bio exam period...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That encompasses the night before, after GP and Chinese paper where I was really nervous about whether I would be able to complete the studying, and also the night after the Econs and Bio paper, where I had to study Chemistry for the next day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so burnt out after those two horrible papers, I couldn't study Chemistry at all that night...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, so I'm still kinda unwilling to sit down and study and all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My body doesn't want to either...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you ever had the kind of feeling of being unable to memorise a simple sentence that's been staring at you for the past few minutes and knowing full well you still have pages, and even books to go through..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, there's only one word to describe it, that's horrid...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That kind of fear, and feeling like your brain's all clogged up with information is a really terrible feeling actually...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, anyway, I came across this song in my iPod just today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I usually just skip over it 'cos the starting part's weird...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But today, well, I scrolled to the middle of the song, and it was love at first sight...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Speechless by Michael Jackson&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are the lyrics...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you fall in love with it too..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Your love is magical, that's how I feel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;but I have not the words here to explain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Gone is the grace for expressions of passion, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;but there are worlds and worlds of ways to explain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;to tell you how I feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;But I am speechless, speechless,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;that's how you make me feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Though I'm with you, I am far away, and nothing is for real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;When I'm with you I am lost for words, I don't know what to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;My head's spinning like a carousel, so silently I pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Helpless, hopeless, that's how I feel inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Nothing's real, but all is possible, if God is on my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;When I'm with you I am in the light, where I cannot be found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;It's as though I am standing in, the place called Hallowed Ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Speechless, speechless, that's how you make me feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Though I'm with you, I am far away, and nothing is for real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;I'll go anywhere and do anything, just to touch your face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;There's no mountain high I cannot climb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;I'm humbled in your grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Speechless, speechless, that's how you make me feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Though I'm with you, I am lost for words, and nothing is for real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Speechless, speechless, that's how you make me feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Though I'm with you, I am far away, and nothing is for real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Speechless, speechless, that's how you make me feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Though I'm with you, I am lost for words, and nothing is for real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Speechless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Your love is magical, that's how I feel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;but in your presence, I am lost for words, like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;"I love you".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Hope you enjoyed it as much as I did..!&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/5234979332028391521-544324476183028637?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/544324476183028637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=544324476183028637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/544324476183028637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/544324476183028637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2009/09/havent-done-anything-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-7684115752959857689</id><published>2009-09-24T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T21:55:40.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've finally passed this nightmare of a week...&lt;div&gt;Full of promo exams since Wednesday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first day was General Paper and Chinese...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I'll say I really liked the essay question they gave...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something about capital punishment...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must be sadistic or something, but I really like the chapter on crime and punishment...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Following that, Chinese...&lt;br /&gt;I've the feeling Ms Ho will have something to say about my composition...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I myself find it disgusting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever, it's over already...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That day was horrible actually...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I got home, I had to rush to bathe, eat dinner and all, and start rushing through my Economics and Biology notes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not just rushing through, I had to memorise them as well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realised I haven't been memorising my notes when I was studying earlier in the September holidays...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Economics paper was, I don't know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said that for quite a few Economics tests too, but I still got a U grade...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahh, can't help it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, after the Economics paper, I had 3 hours to study Biology, but pretty nothing much got in...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only good thing was that I managed to memorise collagen stuff, which came out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grr...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But that evening, when I got home, I was so drained I couldn't study at all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I had Chemistry today, and it was ok, I hope...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, so much for blogging, it's becoming a place for ranting alone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's bizarre actually...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just last week, I was all nervous and all, thinking like, next week's promos and all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And in a blink of an eye, or maybe two eyes, it's ok already..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just like that..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, there's still Maths paper on Monday, but I'm going into denial, and lie to myself that it's over for now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got to let my poor heart calm down...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All these exams aren't exactly tonic for my heart you know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-7684115752959857689?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/7684115752959857689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=7684115752959857689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/7684115752959857689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/7684115752959857689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2009/09/ive-finally-passed-this-nightmare-of.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-7357140118774593520</id><published>2009-09-10T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T07:29:05.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like I'm going mad...&lt;div&gt;It's been real awful...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like this whold year's passed in a blur, and I've no idea what I've been studying...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Studying, not learning...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been studying and studying, memorising and all, then regurgitating them during tests and exams, but somehow, I don't seem to be absorbing it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All these studying's killed my interest in learning...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know how I'm going to go through this promos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-7357140118774593520?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/7357140118774593520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5234979332028391521.post-4696365354721809207</id><published>2009-09-08T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T21:53:58.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been a whole hell of a nightmare...&lt;div&gt;I'm back to my Sec2 nightmare before the exams...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not literal nightmares, but a real living one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The stress you feel starting to seep through the cracks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How you find it distracting you, and precious time being wasted on fear and worry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to fling my shoe, or my bad across the room in school yesterday, hopefully striking somebody on the nose...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do have a temper, you know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not that temperless, whatever you want to call it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got out of the wrong side of bed yesterday, and the stress's getting me down...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So pardon me if I lose my temper...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I won't really be blogging, more of ranting, so only if you want to experience JC life first hand, read on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-4696365354721809207?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/4696365354721809207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=4696365354721809207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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darling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-4930867135224019289?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/4930867135224019289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=4930867135224019289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/4930867135224019289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/4930867135224019289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2009/09/mummys-such-darling.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-4510500705916305152</id><published>2009-09-04T19:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T19:52:54.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've a September holiday (how is it a holiday) to catch up on everything and get myself ready for the promos...&lt;div&gt;Yah yah, in what way is it even a holiday?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tons of tutorials to do, I still have to go back to school, PW deadlines are still looming (InR and WR)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was kinda getting me down the last few days...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Siew Huai sms-ed me on Thursday, about me being able to say TGIF(THANK GOD IT'S FRIDAY) soon, I taught her something I made up on the spur of the moment...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HCIST...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holy crap it's still Thursday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Needless to say, I was still feeling frustrated and exhausted from the week...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tsk~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever it is, I've got tons of stuff to do, and I better really sit down and start soon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or I'll have my own head when the promo results come out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The promo timetable SUCKS BIG TIME..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;General paper and Chinese on the same day, till evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next day, Economics and Biology...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to DIE...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-4742759144542269809</id><published>2009-08-29T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T23:29:59.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-4742759144542269809?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/4742759144542269809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=4742759144542269809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/4742759144542269809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/4742759144542269809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-baby-brother-is-finally-growing-up.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-5384905222800531532</id><published>2009-08-28T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T22:31:17.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's finally the long-awaited weekend...&lt;div&gt;This week's been a real busy one, and there's only approximately 25 more days to the dreaded Promos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh gooodness...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's actually looming, just around the corner, and here I am, blogging...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, actually, I just wanted to take a short break after doing my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;Project Work Insights and Reflections...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm ecstatic that I've completed it, though whether or not it gets OK-ed by Mr Yee remains a totally different matter...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I wanted to make sure this blog didn't go dead...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really haven't had the time to blog, nor the energy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everytime I get  some time to myself, blogging is just the furthest thing from my mind...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides, when I feel like blogging at times, blogger just doesn't allow me to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It screws up the blogging and posting page, so much so that I don't even know where to type...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, anyway, just wanted to wish &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;Sean and Gladys all the best for their prelims, and upcoming A and O levels respectively...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I doubt they'll chance upon this blog, but I'll just wish them well here anyway...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time flies by in a blink of an eye, and it's almost alarming how quickly the weeks have flown by, especially the recent weeks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's almost terrifying...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's good too, the weekends come sooner...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want to get the Promos over and done with, but naturally, I'm afraid as well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the Promos, I wouldn't even mind spending day after day on PW...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's another thing I've been whining about to many...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;PW sucks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr Siew once said it's the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;most ridiculous subject in the syllabus&lt;/span&gt;, and I really have to agree with him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tsk...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, anyway, I happened to chance upon this really humorous phrase last night, so I'll just share it with anybody who reads this post...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Happiness is much like peeing in your pants...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Everybody can see it, but only you can feel it's warmth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-5384905222800531532?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/5384905222800531532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=5384905222800531532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/5384905222800531532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/5384905222800531532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-finally-long-awaited-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-8750323668360598772</id><published>2009-08-26T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T04:14:27.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I finally came home early today...&lt;br /&gt;Or at least, earlier than usual, earlier than most days...&lt;br /&gt;But I've to do this GP presentation thingy for tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting in front of the laptop now, sneezing my head off and staring at the conversation...&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't even cold today yet I'm here sneezing...&lt;br /&gt;Hmph...&lt;br /&gt;I just want to drink something warm and tuck myself into bed...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-8750323668360598772?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/8750323668360598772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=8750323668360598772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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routined, so there doesn't really seem much point in blogging...&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, anytime I'm free, I don't think of spending the rare time on the computer...&lt;br /&gt;Hahas...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had to stay back on Friday for College Day...&lt;br /&gt;It's a whole world of difference from GESS's speech day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Kia Fong, Chamelene, Jessica, Terrence, Keat Onn and I went out for dinner after College day...&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been to Vivo in such a long time...&lt;br /&gt;I actually miss shopping centres...&lt;br /&gt;The kind of feeling you get by walking into one is actually kinda special...&lt;br /&gt;Like the atmosphere and all is really special, and close to comforting...&lt;br /&gt;Hahas...&lt;br /&gt;I'm no shopaholic...&lt;br /&gt;I just like being in shopping centres, for some warped reason or another...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I met Rain at Vivo...&lt;br /&gt;She hasn't changed at all...&lt;br /&gt;Still as sweet as ever...&lt;br /&gt;That reminded me of GESS and the upcoming Teachers' Day celebrations...&lt;br /&gt;It should be on Monday or something right..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to be able to go back to GESS then...&lt;br /&gt;It'd be super to meet up with 4I'08 again...&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long...&lt;br /&gt;I miss Mr Siew and company too...&lt;br /&gt;Hahas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my PW group's made a blog to pilot-test one of our strategies concerning the media...&lt;br /&gt;It'd be wonderful if you all can just take a look there and help us raise the counter thingy...&lt;br /&gt;cleannotcleaned@blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;Thanks lots..!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-607182832236209914?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/607182832236209914/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5234979332028391521.post-6810955567005954145</id><published>2009-08-14T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T07:21:08.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THANK GOD IT'S FRIDAY..!&lt;br /&gt;I got this from Siew Huai's blog, and I'm using it with glee...&lt;br /&gt;Although it seemed like this week's zoomed really fast, and it's friday again so soon, it was a pretty hectic week for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Maths MSA today...&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I did ok, and the answers I got made sense, but that probably means I've failed...&lt;br /&gt;That's what's happened loads of times in my piano exams...&lt;br /&gt;If I feel confident about it, basically, I get a merit or a pass only..?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5234979332028391521.post-167413615783405156</id><published>2009-08-07T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T09:17:42.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a pretty hectic day as anticipated by the teachers...&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to reach school by 6.30 to start moving hampers and standby and all...&lt;br /&gt;But I was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;LATE..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I didn't get anybody into trouble...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, arrived and stood by...&lt;br /&gt;Took temperature at the GO, then the JC2s started streaming in to the cafe...&lt;br /&gt;It was scary, the efficiency with which they settled down...&lt;br /&gt;We had given them 30min there, deciding they'd have problems finding where their class was supposed to seat...&lt;br /&gt;Well, turns out it wasn't that confusing for them, and our schedule had to be shifted up...&lt;br /&gt;The emcees were really flustered and all, but&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; they did a real good job...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Hee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was flustered too, what with being timekeeper...&lt;br /&gt;Hmph...&lt;br /&gt;Then, we dragged here and there, and slowly tried to keep to the planned schedule...&lt;br /&gt;Had performances and stage games...&lt;br /&gt;Then collected the cloth montages and hampers...&lt;br /&gt;Had the unfurling of the cloth montages...&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda paiseh up there...&lt;br /&gt;Hahas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had community singing, but as Ms Su had predicted, the JC2s were really kinda jaded, and they wouldn't stand up to sing and get into the national day spirit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in any case, it seemed quite good...&lt;br /&gt;Following the end of the celebration in the cafe, we rushed over to the hall to join our classes...&lt;br /&gt;Hahas...&lt;br /&gt;Had community singing again...&lt;br /&gt;It was a whole world of difference...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;The spirit was excited and all, and the atmosphere really high...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really amazing...&lt;br /&gt;Met up wtih S15, talked, played, fell with Lynna, laughed... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everything, we did the clearing up in both venues...&lt;br /&gt;Clearing up didn't take as much time as we had dreaded actually...&lt;br /&gt;It was actually completed pretty fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down to GESS for SJ's POP...&lt;br /&gt;It's changed quite a bit, and I don't really know what to say about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;But in any case, you all have finally become NCOs, whether you've been dreading or anticipating it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;I just hope you all continue to keep together and work together as a TEAM and complete your stint as NCOs with enthusiasm and vigour...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;~~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;LiHui, YongQing and Yuanli&lt;/span&gt;n for dinner at Biefu...&lt;br /&gt;I kinda like Biefu now, after so many class dinners and meetings there...&lt;br /&gt;Then we watched &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;G.I. Joe&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't that enthusiastic about it at first, but it was actually rather interesting...&lt;br /&gt;Hahas...&lt;br /&gt;But I was really tired...&lt;br /&gt;Been staying back till late this entire week...&lt;br /&gt;The accumulated strain and exhaustion...&lt;br /&gt;Rahh~&lt;br /&gt;I nearly dozed off 3 times during the movie, but always woke up to the sound of explosions...&lt;br /&gt;Hmph...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just to end off this unexpectedly-long post, here's what Mr Chua just SMS-ed us...&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty sweet and very satisfying to know, so I'll just post it here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;My dear children, just want to say all of you did great today! It was very successful and I really think all of you were wonderful today! I received very good feedback about you! I'm proud of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that the event was actually a success did miracles for the aching in my legs...&lt;br /&gt;Hahas...&lt;br /&gt;It's satisfying to know that it was worthwhile after all...&lt;br /&gt;And it was a whole new learning experience, carrying out something novel like this...&lt;br /&gt;Hee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-167413615783405156?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/167413615783405156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=167413615783405156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/167413615783405156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/167413615783405156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-was-pretty-hectic-day-as.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-851387179412495621</id><published>2009-08-05T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T07:17:05.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just got some FOTO virus in my email...&lt;br /&gt;For goodness sake, if the person who wants to create viruses to infiltrate people's emails, at least use proper English, won't you?&lt;br /&gt;Got so pissed when I saw my email sending mails to so many people...&lt;br /&gt;Don't open attachments that I send, unless it's PW, of course...&lt;br /&gt;Hmph...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's been a bad bad day, with a twist at the end...&lt;br /&gt;Been so tired for the whole of today, my head's been aching...&lt;br /&gt;It's actually quite painful...&lt;br /&gt;Been staying back till quite late since last week, all for the National Day celebration thingy that's coming up this Friday, which I'm quite quite sure, many won't turn up for...&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying I've no interest in it...&lt;br /&gt;It's just that it's so damn draining, even as I hardly do anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chamelene and I were over the moon just now...&lt;br /&gt;Reviews and all...&lt;br /&gt;OMG...&lt;br /&gt;I still can't quite believe it...&lt;br /&gt;I must have gotten a hit on the head before coming up with that plot...&lt;br /&gt;Hee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-851387179412495621?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/851387179412495621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=851387179412495621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/851387179412495621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/851387179412495621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-just-got-some-foto-virus-in-my-email.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-435694105433863085</id><published>2009-07-29T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T03:14:56.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is my first day in 2 weeks or so, being dismissed at 12.30...&lt;br /&gt;Am so super tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played softball today, catching, batting, (is it even spelt that way?), stuff like that...&lt;br /&gt;I think my forehead's burnt..!&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired, I'm peeved, I'm just not in the best of moods right now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=5959434351724516684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/5959434351724516684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/5959434351724516684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2009/07/ive-sudden-urge-to-fling-my-shoe-across.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-7586169413175298202</id><published>2009-07-19T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T03:39:38.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH MY GOD&lt;br /&gt;watch this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z8jH5G2H4SU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-7586169413175298202?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/7586169413175298202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=7586169413175298202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/7586169413175298202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/7586169413175298202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-my-god-watch-this-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-6477092734330447245</id><published>2009-07-19T02:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T02:58:43.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling really weary at the moment...&lt;br /&gt;Been staying back till late, received (bleaghs) results, haven't gotten enough sleep...&lt;br /&gt;Rahh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy threw my wallet towards me,expecting me to catch it, when I was too lazy to get it by myself...&lt;br /&gt;I ducked at the last moment, and the wallet had to hit my head...&lt;br /&gt;Hmph...&lt;br /&gt;Mummy says my head's like the lightning rod or something...&lt;br /&gt;Of all the places it could land, it had to choose my head...&lt;br /&gt;Funny huh, the way things work...&lt;br /&gt;And it HURT, my keys were inside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so so sooo tired, I don't want to do my homework...&lt;br /&gt;Just want to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not exactly sleepy either, just tired...&lt;br /&gt;I'm blabbing here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-6477092734330447245?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5234979332028391521.post-1193554664800934146</id><published>2009-07-16T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T07:03:15.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This has been one hell of a week, and it's not even the end of the week..!&lt;br /&gt;I had A level Chinese oral, trauma of getting back my common test papers, staying back till at least 7 to 9 plus on every alternate day...&lt;br /&gt;Oh, joy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-1193554664800934146?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/1193554664800934146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5234979332028391521.post-7082814444593768182</id><published>2009-07-10T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T08:38:52.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This whole mess we call Project Work is really really, and I mean, REALLY getting me down..!!!&lt;br /&gt;RAHHHH~&lt;br /&gt;Mr Siew's said that PW is the most ridiculous subject ever, and I've had the misfortune to come across it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'd really love to do now:&lt;br /&gt;- listen to music in my iPod&lt;br /&gt;- lay in bed and take a break&lt;br /&gt;- stop caring and learn to turn a blind eye to the homework waving tauntingly at me from my bag&lt;br /&gt;- wreck any PW department (Mr Yee is so going to kill me)&lt;br /&gt;- read P.S. I Love You over, and cry my eyes out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been so busy and all this week, like I haven't really gotten into the momentum of school days and stuff, so I've been sleeping less when I fail to allocate my time properly...&lt;br /&gt;Like yesterday, good thing Penny reminded me about the Chinese composition...&lt;br /&gt;Or I'd have forgotten about it completely...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I started that compo late, and it cut into my sleep time...&lt;br /&gt;And the compo was horrible, it morphed into something resembling a Taiwanese drama...&lt;br /&gt;I got so pissed I ended the essay abruptly and stalked off to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;This whole week, my eyes have been suffering...&lt;br /&gt;They're all dry and really uncomfortable...&lt;br /&gt;Lack of sleep and the side-effect of Centrizine hydrochloride...&lt;br /&gt;They feel really puffy too, maybe I ought to invest in cucumbers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm listening to music at the moment...&lt;br /&gt;One thing I really like about using earpieces, is that the music's so much clearer and all, and you don't have to talk when you don't feel like it...&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it's just me...&lt;br /&gt;My family members don't really talk to me when I've got my headphones on...&lt;br /&gt;They tried before, but had to repeat and yell, 'cos I really couldn't hear...&lt;br /&gt;It's perfect for days when you wake up on the wrong side of bed, feeling really sucky and disgruntled and pissed with the entire world for stepping on your tail...&lt;br /&gt;God, that's exactly what I feel right now...&lt;br /&gt;But that's probably just the effect PW is having on me...&lt;br /&gt;I won't be surprised of Rosanna is feeling like this too...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I don't really feel like listening to music, but just do so to protect everyone and myself from my wrath...&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't want to blow up over the smallest incident and piss everyone off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to get away from everything for a lil while...&lt;br /&gt;Don't mind me~&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, I'll still complete the PW observations, though I can't imagine doing it...&lt;br /&gt;Hmph~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-7082814444593768182?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/7082814444593768182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=7082814444593768182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/7082814444593768182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/7082814444593768182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-whole-mess-we-call-project-work-is.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-529124476199165429</id><published>2009-07-07T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T06:15:52.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We had our last lesson with Ms Choy today...&lt;br /&gt;She gave us her MSN, and I just added her...&lt;br /&gt;I definitely wasn't expecting her to add me and talk...&lt;br /&gt;Goodness...&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't kinda stunned...&lt;br /&gt;Hahas...&lt;br /&gt;She started talking about hairstyles and all...&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty stunned, sitting in front of the laptop, and gaping at the screen...&lt;br /&gt;I've never talked to a teacher like this before...&lt;br /&gt;Hahas...&lt;br /&gt;But she said we're all friends now...&lt;br /&gt;That's sweet...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-529124476199165429?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/529124476199165429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=529124476199165429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/529124476199165429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/529124476199165429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-had-our-last-lesson-with-ms-choy.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-3367957634734520939</id><published>2009-07-05T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T04:35:02.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been an &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;amazing day&lt;/span&gt; today...&lt;br /&gt;Been raining non-stop since the afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;It's been great, much much better than the warm kind of afternoons we've been forced to get used to...&lt;br /&gt;Hahas...&lt;br /&gt;It's made it into the top ten list of my favourite kind of days...&lt;br /&gt;And it's made my day too...&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but feel my spirits life whenever rain comes along...&lt;br /&gt;It almost like, washes everything else away, you know...&lt;br /&gt;It's so soothing...&lt;br /&gt;It's melancholic, in a way, but magical and beautiful at the same time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just this morning, I was thinking about how it felt like to play and run around in the rain like I did in my last SJ camp...&lt;br /&gt;No doubt the after-effects wasn't very nice, but the feeling of being in the rain like that, I wonder how to put into words...&lt;br /&gt;Like you feel so young again, hahas, like suddenly, all you're aware of is the rain and yourself...&lt;br /&gt;It's bizzare, but oh-so-nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like I'm just making a mountain out of a molehill about rain, but that's how I am...&lt;br /&gt;Hahas~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as a sidenote, exams are over...&lt;br /&gt;Now all I have to do is 'look forward' to the release of the results...&lt;br /&gt;At least I don't have to spend every day studying, revising, and feeling guilty if I'm not doing any one of those...&lt;br /&gt;It's definitely weighed me down a lil, the exams last week...&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry was horrible...&lt;br /&gt;It's the first time I panicked like that...&lt;br /&gt;Although, the good thing was that I didn't lose my head totally...&lt;br /&gt;I was murmuring to myself the entire time, and I can't imagine what the guy in front of me would have thought, had he heard me...&lt;br /&gt;Hahas...&lt;br /&gt;Biology, Mathematics, I wouldn't know what to say...&lt;br /&gt;Biology was kinda depressing, since I didn't really emphasise my revisions on Transcription and Translation, in genetics, which was really stupid of me, as it came out to haunt me during the 20marks essay question...&lt;br /&gt;Good thing I tried studying it on the train journey to school...&lt;br /&gt;Maths was better, thanks to Siew Huai...&lt;br /&gt;Economics was, hmm...&lt;br /&gt;Hahas...&lt;br /&gt;I've never passed Economics before, so what's the worst that could happen..?&lt;br /&gt;Another &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Or &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;, if I'm lucky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness knows how I started feeling so nonchalant about exams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-3367957634734520939?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5234979332028391521.post-3353412120285087300</id><published>2009-07-02T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T01:49:17.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shouldn't be here blogging, but I just wanted to let go a lil after 3 exams...&lt;br /&gt;Biology was, well, Biology...&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry was a nightmare, honestly...&lt;br /&gt;It was the very first time I panicked during an exam...&lt;br /&gt;Gahh~&lt;br /&gt;Mathematics was a great deal much better than Chemistry...&lt;br /&gt;I was so scared this morning before the Mathematics paper...&lt;br /&gt;But thank goodness smallbullet did me a huge favour by teaching me, and revising with me yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;I'm super super grateful...&lt;br /&gt;Hahas...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, all the best to everyone for the rest of your exams...&lt;br /&gt;One more paper for me..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually already planning what to do during the weekends...&lt;br /&gt;TV..? Movie..? Sleep..? Play..?&lt;br /&gt;Goodness, the choices are limitless...&lt;br /&gt;I can barely wait...&lt;br /&gt;Hahas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to share this beautiful, beautiful quote my godma sent me in an email...&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;'Life should  NOT  be a journey to the grave  with the intention of  arriving  safely in an attractive and well  preserved  body, but rather  to skid in sideways - Chardonnay in one   hand - chocolate in  the other - body thoroughly used up,   totally worn out and  !  screaming 'WOO  HOO, What a   Ride'  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-3353412120285087300?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/3353412120285087300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=3353412120285087300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/3353412120285087300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/3353412120285087300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2009/07/shouldnt-be-here-blogging-but-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-3360137014436731057</id><published>2009-06-30T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T06:08:35.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Summer. When the day is over&lt;br /&gt;there's a heart a little colder;&lt;br /&gt;someone said goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;but you don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere there is someone keeping&lt;br /&gt;all the tears they have been weeping,&lt;br /&gt;someone said goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;but you don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a reason&lt;br /&gt;why a broken heart begins to cry?&lt;br /&gt;Is there a reason&lt;br /&gt;you were lost although you don't know why?&lt;br /&gt;Give me a reason&lt;br /&gt;why you never want to say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;If there's a reason,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always looking for a meaning,&lt;br /&gt;all the time you keep believing,&lt;br /&gt;but I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;you won't say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;Even when the sun is shining&lt;br /&gt;you don't see the silver lining,&lt;br /&gt;but I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;you won't say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a reason&lt;br /&gt;why a broken dream can never fly?&lt;br /&gt;Is there a reason&lt;br /&gt;you believe and then you close your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;Give me a reason&lt;br /&gt;why you hide away so much inside.&lt;br /&gt;If there's a reason,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a reason&lt;br /&gt;why a broken heart begins to cry?&lt;br /&gt;Is there a reason&lt;br /&gt;you were lost although you don't know why?&lt;br /&gt;Give me a reason&lt;br /&gt;why you never want to say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;If there's a reason&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across this just now...&lt;br /&gt;This is the song from the youtube video about Irish history that Ms Gladys Tan showed us in sec3 I guess...&lt;br /&gt;The song's beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5tves7koXkk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5234979332028391521.post-315873159633767214</id><published>2009-06-24T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T05:58:36.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just realised I haven't been blogging for eons...&lt;br /&gt;Been kinda busy, studying and all...&lt;br /&gt;My brain seems to be malfunctioning a lil recently...&lt;br /&gt;I keep remembering things I don't want to, and used to be able to keep out, I keep worrying(something Mr Siew doesn't like), and I've started procrastinating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time skip~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet Siew Huai at Tiong yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;Needed help with Maths and stuff...&lt;br /&gt;My brain was kinda dead, and I wasn't really there, but I managed to learn a lil more...&lt;br /&gt;Then met Ting Xin, Valerie, Wan Teng and Jasmine to discuss stuff...&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;I should have known...Like honestly...&lt;br /&gt;Gahh~&lt;br /&gt;Was thinking I ought to show interest in this...&lt;br /&gt;After all, there's already a 1 year attachment...&lt;br /&gt;Hope they like the results...&lt;br /&gt;Nahh, who am I kidding..?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I came home feeling distinctly bad-tempered and disgruntled...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-315873159633767214?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/315873159633767214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=315873159633767214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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LiHui..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seventeen already...&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to be seventeen too..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days have been a bit of a blur...&lt;br /&gt;Been walking rounds and rounds in the house, feeling really restless and unsettled...&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what I'm feeling unsettled about...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-3825570424416873106?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/3825570424416873106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=3825570424416873106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/3825570424416873106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5234979332028391521/posts/default/3825570424416873106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-to-lihui.html' title=''/><author><name>simplyme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18066655841087400880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5234979332028391521.post-7882203440100163197</id><published>2009-06-10T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T06:19:23.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt; back from &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;House Council camp..!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOOS..!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm sooooo tired, my muscles aching and groaning, and my sun-burnt skin screaming and shrieking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Aneesah early in the morning on Monday at Redhill MRT station...&lt;br /&gt;Travelled there, played some games in school with the 2 trainers, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Tiffany and Saz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then boarded the bus to &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Sarimbun scout camp...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really really down, and really really xian then...&lt;br /&gt;For the most part of the day, I felt really depressed, and kinda miserable...&lt;br /&gt;It takes a long time for me to warm up to others...&lt;br /&gt;We had to build the kitchen hut thingy using canvas sheets and stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after awhile, especially after the team-bonding games, everything livened up in an instant...&lt;br /&gt;Hahas...&lt;br /&gt;The see-saw thingy, and other communication games...&lt;br /&gt;Then we learnt about knots and lashings, and built a live-sized catapult...&lt;br /&gt;It was so cool...&lt;br /&gt;When we fired the water bomb, it actually hit Saz..!&lt;br /&gt;OMG..!&lt;br /&gt;We were so stunned...&lt;br /&gt;Then the next few nearly hit Mr Chua, then Saz again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following that, we had the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;race against time&lt;/span&gt;, something like an obstacle course actually...&lt;br /&gt;The really amazing thing was that when the 2 groups went for the race consecutively, the timing was still longer than when all of us ran together.l..&lt;br /&gt;I won't forget the number &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;50.37&lt;/span&gt;, when the entire HC ran together...&lt;br /&gt;We did balancing, climbing over obstacles, going under them, crossing the spider web thingy, swimming/walking through the milo pool, then going through the tyres and finally sliding back into the awful milo pool....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, we played with water guns, shooting each other and all....&lt;br /&gt;Then it was thhe solo night walk, at about 1 to 2 plus, if I'm not wrong...&lt;br /&gt;Well, we were all really nervous about getting lost and stuff like that...&lt;br /&gt;So Evangeline led us in a lil prayer to God...&lt;br /&gt;It was so freaky, that after the prayer, I felt so calm all of a sudden...&lt;br /&gt;I guess it really is good for people to believe in a religion...&lt;br /&gt;I think I read that in Reader's Digest too, like people feel better after praying, whether they believe in it or not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we woke up early, at about 6 plus or something...&lt;br /&gt;Had breakfast then we had orienteering, where they taught us about map and compass-reading...&lt;br /&gt;Then we collected our live-vests and set off...&lt;br /&gt;Carried the kayaks, paddles and motorboats...&lt;br /&gt;I went in the raft along with many others...&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda difficult to describe, but I was sitting on the plank linking the 2 metal boats together, meaning all that was below me was a wooden pole, and the sea...&lt;br /&gt;It was a great feeling...&lt;br /&gt;Hahas...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we collected our food from another island, with Clara and Isaac leading us, while putting their map-reading skills to the test, then headed back...&lt;br /&gt;On the way back, the current kinda changed direction, and it was really really exhausting to paddle...&lt;br /&gt;We paddled and paddled, but the shore didn't seem to be getting any closer...&lt;br /&gt;Then the atmosphere got really high all of a sudden when everybody, including those on the kayaks started cheering and encouraging...&lt;br /&gt;Of course, in the end, we made it back to shore, or I wouldn't be here, blogging...&lt;br /&gt;Kept the stuff and washed everything...&lt;br /&gt;Hahas, while washing the one-man kayaks and paddles, we played with water, with Akila spraying water on all of us, Clara, Pei Yu, Mr Chua, Mr Ong, Saz and me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the high element activity later that evening...&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to climb up the challenge pole, balance on the see-saw-like thing, and jump for the hanging bar...&lt;br /&gt;I paired up with Aneesah, and we were like clutching on to each others' shoulders and legs, and the pole while trying to maintain our balance...&lt;br /&gt;We slid off in the end, but it was real fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had campfire after everything ended...&lt;br /&gt;The fire wasn't that big, and it wasn't that grand, but I still enjoyed myself nonetheless...&lt;br /&gt;Learnt loads of really silly cheers...&lt;br /&gt;It was interesting, and unlike any campfires I've ever been to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, for the last day, we did clearing up, and &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Azlam&lt;/span&gt;, one of our trainers, suddenly asked if we believed in the phrase, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Expect the unexpected...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmph...&lt;br /&gt;In the end, that meant going for the race against time once again...&lt;br /&gt;But the really really fantastic thing was that we reduced the time taken to complete the whole race to about &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;36 minutes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such an amazing feeling, many of us were overwhelmed when cheering...&lt;br /&gt;Hahas...&lt;br /&gt;Then we sat in a circle, and found out our angels and mortals (we were playing the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;angels and mortals &lt;/span&gt;game)...&lt;br /&gt;Hahas...&lt;br /&gt;My angel was Isaac, and my mortal was Douglas...&lt;br /&gt;Well, then everything more or less came to an end, when we boarded the bus back to Potong Pasir..&lt;br /&gt;Even then, Mr Chua wouldn't allow us to sleep or rest in peace...&lt;br /&gt;He stalked up and down in the bus, taking pictures of people who slept...&lt;br /&gt;I was a victim, and I &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;HATE &lt;/span&gt;taking pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, this camp was a really special one...&lt;br /&gt;I learned loads of stuff, made loads of friends, and got teased by the Mr Chua and Mr Ong countless times...&lt;br /&gt;This camp experience is one I really won't ever forget, it was so special...&lt;br /&gt;I came home really sunburnt due to the rafting activity...&lt;br /&gt;Now my forehead, cheeks, neck, arms and knees are really sun-burnt, and they hurt...&lt;br /&gt;My knee's started peeling already...&lt;br /&gt;Grr...&lt;br /&gt;Can anybody tell me how to get rid of the sunburn..???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-7882203440100163197?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5234979332028391521.post-3182151004753962987</id><published>2009-06-07T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T01:13:08.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had interact club camp the previous 2 days...&lt;br /&gt;It was really really slack, as compared to the other camps I've been through, namely &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;SJ ATC camps&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;The time allocated for our meals was enough for us to talk, eat, and walk around...&lt;br /&gt;Hahas...&lt;br /&gt;But the cool thing is that we got to watch &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;shutter&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Chamelene ran out of the innovation room, Terrence was nudging me when I covered my eyes and watched the crucial parts through my fingers, and Shin was playing with his handphone and telling us to look closely at the ghost...&lt;br /&gt;Then we got woken up in the middle of the night, or rather, morning...&lt;br /&gt;Had to be blindfolded then proceeded with some sort of station thingy, or amazing race as they called it...&lt;br /&gt;All under the theme of shutter...&lt;br /&gt;Hahas...&lt;br /&gt;It was really really cool...&lt;br /&gt;Like, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;the toilet was splashed with red paint and lit candles were placed around the sink&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;The JC2s hid in the cubicles to scare us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty pissed at first when we were woken up to play games like this in the middle of the night, but that feeling soon passed when we were forced to enter the toilet...&lt;br /&gt;I found the whole thing hilarious, but just screamed a lil when Naveen shocked us when he came running out roaring...&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty ok, just kinda slack...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I got my centre, it's the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;oasis centre (SAMH)&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;I'm ok with it, no preference...&lt;br /&gt;Hahas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down for training...&lt;br /&gt;Oversaw the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Ambulance Adults Team's footdrill format&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, I was impressed...&lt;br /&gt;They were well-coordinated and all, just maybe a lil tired...&lt;br /&gt;Watched the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; Nursing Adults Team's first aid case&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Sat around...&lt;br /&gt;Didn't really do anything much, then everybody got scolded by Mr Ken Ng...&lt;br /&gt;I was abit annoyed at first when what he said implied that he didn't want to help us for fear of losing his job, but after awhile, I felt what he said did make sense...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he wasn't good in putting his point across, but he isn't totally in the wrong...&lt;br /&gt;SJ's organisation isn't that good actually, so it isn't all his fault...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met smallbullet at Anchorpoint...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Thanks lots..!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sweet of you..!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hee hee...&lt;br /&gt;Liked the strawberry ice-cream too...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5234979332028391521-3182151004753962987?l=simplylyrehc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplylyrehc.blogspot.com/feeds/3182151004753962987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5234979332028391521&amp;postID=3182151004753962987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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of sugar and other sinful stuff, but &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I CAN'T STOP..!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished reading the 3 storybooks I bought over the weekend, and I'm kinda at a loss now...&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what to do, and I'm so so so sleepy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used to think I was more or less able to cope with JC life, but there just seems to be times when all I wanna do is sit in bed and watch the rain...&lt;br /&gt;Or curl up in bed and lie there for hours and hours...&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, it seems rather unlikely I'll have hours and hours to spare for lying in bed...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I enjoy the hectic lifestyle and can kinda feel myself thriving, but sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;Just sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;Everything just seems rather heavy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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