<?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-5551492570411504926</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:27:56.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tonight.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>292</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5551492570411504926.post-5503308873564190632</id><published>2010-06-23T22:20:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T22:26:00.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;"those who amount to nothing, live in the past."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh god wise words, cousin, wise words. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH GOD I SHOULD START WORK NOW! YAY I HAVE NEW ASPIRATIONS. I SHALL LIVE!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahahahaha. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-5503308873564190632?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/5503308873564190632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/06/those-who-amount-to-nothing-live-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/5503308873564190632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/5503308873564190632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/06/those-who-amount-to-nothing-live-in.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-4385834284278051857</id><published>2010-06-05T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T11:26:57.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>turns out that he's totally a senior of my aunt. &lt;div&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and they talk the same. i dont know. either its the age, or the schooling or they're just plain talk-the-same. lol?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but im glad that im not that only one out there who's having the same kind of dilemmas about what to do in the future. except that he isn't that much older than me, sooooo basically i don't know what's gonna happen to him. in order words, it isn't comforting that i don't know what could possibly happen if i take that route.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ARGHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;choices, choices.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE TIME WILL COME. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EVENTUALLY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NO NEED TO FRET NOW! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(oh yes i do)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway the thing about going overseas- by which, i realise that GCP is a really good experience- is that you just want to go overseas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok i want to go uni overseas. yay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol nice and quick decision made yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;need tah work for teh scholarship yeahz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and even though i've only been gone for slightly more than a week, it feels as if i was overseas for 3 months or smth, and then it's so weird to be back here. like some things have changed. though subtle, they're still changes. it's like i've just returned to society or smth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mm hmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and tmr morning i am so totally gonna nua.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i am still jetlagging. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-4385834284278051857?l=fortheupteenthtime.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-5551492570411504926.post-8506287107673581689</id><published>2010-06-05T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T10:38:27.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello. &lt;div&gt;we're back from london and paris~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. mm i didnt really feel much when i went there, instead i felt a lot when i wrote my reflections. fine. so reflections does help. and i didnt expect everyone to write like so much either, since last yea when we went to shanghai it wasnt that much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss london and paris. when i came back, i felt so blue. lol?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i learnt a lot there, though i think more life lesson stuff than art stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ooh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont really want to type things here, most stuff are in my reflections booklet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though not everything cause there wasnt enough spaceeee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and currently im just totally spamming kdrama now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;once i finish this i pretty much wont be watching anymore kdramas till the end of eoys. yup i can safely say that cause i usually dont watch kdramas. movies, at most. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i plan to try to finish my coursework by the end of june hols. quite impossible, but its an aim. and if i can plan it out properly, it is possible. but that would mean that i would have to push aside my studies. that's bad. ok so maybe not. umm.. we'd see tmr. i'm planning tmr. i should be able to finish the drama by tmr too. i spam like 7 eps a day. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-8506287107673581689?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/8506287107673581689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/8506287107673581689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/8506287107673581689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-7877317211060214718</id><published>2010-05-22T21:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T21:27:47.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think too much.&lt;div&gt;seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think too little too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i wonder if all that thinking about non-productive stuff will help my life/self. if it doesnt, why do people think about these kind of things? there is always a purpose to something. but a purpose does not necessarily mean that it will be helpful. and if so, to what extent? what becomes useful and what does not? does thinking about supposedly not useful  things make me a better person? there should be of some help, but it depends on how we use the knowledge that we obtain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i realised that i click well with egoistic people partially because i like to suan them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but its really easy to open up to them too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but all in all, there is a certain attitude towards their egoistical self that differentiates my being able to click with them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;("whaaa...?")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LONDONPARISLONDONPARISLONDONPARIS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HEHEHEHE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i plan to sketch smth every night before i go to sleep because i need to improve my drawing skills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-7877317211060214718?l=fortheupteenthtime.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-5551492570411504926.post-290886281575184795</id><published>2010-04-07T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T12:12:24.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY DRAFT FOR PERSONAL STATEMENT IS DONE!&lt;div&gt;YES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;although im not too sure what the heck am i doing but.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the draft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;good (riddance). for the time being.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wrote about something i didnt want to write abt at first but its the thing that im passionate about that i think the most about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my art sucks and yet i can still think so much about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-290886281575184795?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/290886281575184795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-draft-for-personal-statement-is-done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/290886281575184795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/290886281575184795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-draft-for-personal-statement-is-done.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-4831223051562209596</id><published>2010-04-07T08:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T08:54:34.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we ran 2 + (6 + 80m) rounds today.&lt;div&gt;I think... I ran faster than usual. I just had the sudden urge to keep running at the same pace. Usually when I got behind someone I would just stick behind her. And even if my legs are like, "go, go, dont slow down" I just slow down to the person in front of me's pace. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well today I didn't, and my timing for the 6 rounds was like... that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AIYA I DONT KNOW LAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4th round i alrd wanted to die and the only thing that kept me going was, 2 more rounds, 2 more rounds. THEN MY 8 ROUNDS DIE LAH. by half the thing im like $@#Y#$&amp;amp;*% =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok i shall count the previous 2 warm up rounds as 1 round since i like half walk for that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mmhmm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;andd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok nvm. i should stop trying to predict my 2.4km timing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just. remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;keep running.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;keep the pace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OHYEAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today i casted shan's face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which reminded me of GD's album. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i was like running here and there cause i didnt want to delay time nor not be there for too long in case she feels umcomfortable, so in conclu i just ran about alot today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;felt like i was training for napfa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANKS SHAN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;man what would i do without a friend like you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know, i can see us growing old and meeting up when we're 50 and well. you know. drinking coffee at some cafe or smth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-4831223051562209596?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/4831223051562209596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/04/we-ran-2-6-80m-rounds-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/4831223051562209596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/4831223051562209596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/04/we-ran-2-6-80m-rounds-today.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-2770277230036681754</id><published>2010-04-02T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T10:42:35.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate coursework.&lt;div&gt;i hate it that i cant do what i want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Natalie is (supposed to be) back (2 days ago)! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She will (might) come on mon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and invigilate us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-eats paper-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im feeling like a panda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nyuawhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-2770277230036681754?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/2770277230036681754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-hate-coursework.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/2770277230036681754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/2770277230036681754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-hate-coursework.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-7375445404171051159</id><published>2010-03-30T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T13:35:11.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>recently i've been listening to The Killers.&lt;div&gt;They're quite brillant!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love their MVs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Previously I had thought that they were some heavy metal band (going from the name) but turns out that they're like indie rock. They're really very cool, I love their style. esp. the MVs. and the music. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-7375445404171051159?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/7375445404171051159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/03/recently-ive-been-listening-to-killers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/7375445404171051159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/7375445404171051159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/03/recently-ive-been-listening-to-killers.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-4075120524444944251</id><published>2010-03-30T11:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T11:10:52.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Jing? I can't even find a word to describe her."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really like that, shan. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-4075120524444944251?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/4075120524444944251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/03/jing-i-cant-even-find-word-to-describe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/4075120524444944251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/4075120524444944251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/03/jing-i-cant-even-find-word-to-describe.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-2769895787723447967</id><published>2010-03-30T10:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T11:08:44.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i haven't been here for a short while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;anyway im choinging maths sia now. eeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;school is tiring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i think the new sitting arrangement will be somewhat good because i will be influenced to study harder. really. it's been a long while since I've been in such studious atmosphere. (it almost feels nostalgic.) it's kinda good that im sitting with different people now. at least the class can be more bonded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;coursework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have the setting laid out in front of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;in my mind that is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i know what i want. how it should look like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;however, the material gods are not with me and i had not much luck sourcing for the materials i need. But it was only a day (a very busy weekend gone). So perhaps i may find some other. But the shops that i hoped (and half-expecred) would supply the things i needed did not have the things i wanted. i was very sad. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Fortunately I have somehow managed to source (AND FOUND) online the thing i wanted! except that i currently worry for my own budget. But i realllly want it to look like how i visualise it to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I explained my idea to mr chang and ms yap seperately on monday. I feel that the three of us are going at 3 different paths. the 2 teachers suggested two different things whilst i want my own thing. ): Im not sure if i should follow what they like. let's be realistic. my coursework will be graded by them. I am not staging an exhibition free to public no holds barred. It will be subjected and scuntinised under the teachers and be given a MARK. a GRADE. which i feel is unfair to the art that we will be doing. because. art is subjective. i may like it, my friends may like it but they may not. if they dont, my effort will be totally crumbled into tiny little pieces because of  GRADE. a number. which would affect my overall grade and msg. sad, isn't it. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Tomorrow i will tell them that i have found a site that might ship me the thing i want. I will cast a head because that will definitely be included. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i am sad because i realise that if i want to be an artist (which i will not be), i will be a sad artist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;what rubbish am i spurting. my brain isn't functioning well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;tmr is wednesday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;it will be fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;friday will come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and i will sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sleep misses me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;as I, her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Math misses me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but I do not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Dear Math, I wish I could leave you for Tomorrow. However, it cannot be done as Tomorrow has requested that you are to go to him tomorrow and only tomorrow. Today asks that you be finished tonight. Tonight is urging me to go to Sleep soon, for only Sleep can save me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I am seriously talking rubbish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Back to Math, whether I miss her or not.&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/5551492570411504926-2769895787723447967?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/2769895787723447967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>OHMYFUCKGOD.&lt;div&gt;I FUCKING DIDNT DO ANYTHING I WASNT SUPPOSED TO DO TONIGHT (ie. using facebook and whatsoever.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I DID MY FUCKING WORK I FEEL LIKE SMEARING THOSE WORDS ALL OVER YOUR FACE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is like one of the rare days i actually dont get distracted, so let me live in peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok im calmer now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i did my work. posted on wordpress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;good day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-3252487029692183139?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/3252487029692183139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/03/ohmyfuckgod.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/3252487029692183139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/3252487029692183139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/03/ohmyfuckgod.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-8606437943516282516</id><published>2010-03-18T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T03:22:07.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how. &lt;div&gt;i am at the stage whereby i see no point in my idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's already thursday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cant find my bio AS 3.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my chem suckssss. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel super nua. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-8606437943516282516?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/8606437943516282516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/03/how.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/8606437943516282516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/8606437943516282516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/03/how.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-1305665737330140365</id><published>2010-03-17T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T08:54:14.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Singapore Arts Fest!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(im slacking on work)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-1305665737330140365?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/1305665737330140365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/03/singapore-arts-fest-im-slacking-on-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/1305665737330140365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/1305665737330140365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/03/singapore-arts-fest-im-slacking-on-work.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-4716739472895016104</id><published>2010-03-14T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T03:29:43.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>graces.&lt;div&gt;i enjoyed indoor games the most. fullstop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i did not enjoy formal dinner. i was feeling really uncomfortable in heels and get super pekcek by the hour. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the school should change the company they engaged for the workshops. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;only the ex-SIA girl was the only keep-ppl-awake speaker. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok i dont want to talk abt it alrd. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it wasnt much to me. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;POSTIVE SIDE:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;graces has somehow re-discovered the little girl in me that slowly disappeared as i got older. i think i was quite girly when i was young. haha. i currently have a higher tolerance for shopping. whee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i kinda learnt about makeup. though im not used to making my eyes all weird. it doesnt seem.. um. normal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i learnt that heels only kill your feet. perhaps wearing platforms might be better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anddd. idk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've been crossing legs more regularly now after graces and i dont even know how that happened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-5551492570411504926.post-7848132056040177867</id><published>2010-03-08T23:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T23:58:54.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy(:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, saw 2 korean siblings on the bus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the little brother was whining to the older sister about her lying to him about smth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cool man i actl understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-7848132056040177867?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/7848132056040177867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay i finally finished the cup.&lt;div&gt;i quite like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is inspired by a childhood incident.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were at Great World City, when they still had this giant slide thing (now that i think of it, it might not have been giant since we were so little. but i think it was giant. yeah. i still rmbr that it was forest-themed. with forest and stuff. and tree trunk. and you went up the slide into this little hole thing and slid down.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so di and i went to play. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then after many rounds, my parents wanted to leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i said, one more round!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then they didnt let me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the end i was stubborn and went for that last round.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guess what happened after i emerged from the slide?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MY PARENTS WERE MISSING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i panicked!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i asked this ah ma sitting at the bench on the side if she knew where my papa and mama were (and my own ahma, if i rmbr correctly). obviously she didnt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i was too little to think rationally that complete strangers would not know the whereabouts of my parents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i was crying, btw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then etc etc in the end my parents where standing at the side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they had purposely hid from me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;such evil people, right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and that's the story behind my inspiration. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-5551492570411504926.post-269041725990722187</id><published>2010-03-08T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T06:29:41.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tmr.&lt;div&gt;doesnt feel like anything. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;two more days to graces. more like, wearing sari.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;need to learn the ropes of wearing a sari soooon. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;li's wearing one too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;career conference today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wanna be an art director~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it sounds like what im doing now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;idk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just feel like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it'd be fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i'd like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and be used to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the only thing holding me back is the income. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish i didnt need to care so much about money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but get professional degree first for backup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;good thing i chose marketing/advertising. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not like i'd be in law anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-269041725990722187?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/269041725990722187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/03/tmr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/269041725990722187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/269041725990722187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/03/tmr.html' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went out with my aunt and uncle and gong gong and ah ma for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like my uncle says, "actually money isn't as important as people think." which is why he's like all childish sometimes but serious when he needs to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have to learn that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that studies aren't everything. studies are IMPORTANT. but studies aren't everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we still need to be happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some people have worked hard through their life and sure, they've earned lots of money, but at midnight, they're lonely people. so what if you have money? money can't buy you happiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im still trying to find that balance between work and play. which to me, is hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont want to work my life away with the ultimate aim to make myself "financially stable" yet never having time to relax and enjoy life as it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how to find a job that i'll enjoy yet still be able to get an income that can satisfy my material indulgences? im still fairly realistic, so i dont splurge. i just want to live life to its fullest. maybe not its fullest. i dont wnt to live life to its only to regret what i have ended up with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;most of the time you can get job that has no relevance to your degree. i guess i could just get some degree without fully knowing what job i would want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im thinking about quitting nafa. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;apparently i have chosen mostly the less popular choices for career guidance on mon and tues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my class is too... mugger for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes i wish i was in 406.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there are kinda more of my kind of people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will sleep now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had planned to sleep at 10.30.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is now 11.45.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-2118281755600927027?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/2118281755600927027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-first-1010-quiz-for-whole-of-term-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/2118281755600927027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/2118281755600927027'/><link rel='alternate' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;suck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the choice to change tablemate was not the best choice to make. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss shufang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at least she talks to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-2875016399739283064?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/2875016399739283064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-feeling-absolutely-lousy-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/2875016399739283064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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only occur next Wednesday and Saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omygoodness how come even hols i also cannot sleep in! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;june hols, i'll wait for you. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at least comps are over, by then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-1838872627677445528?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/1838872627677445528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/03/yay-i-finished-ih.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/1838872627677445528'/><link rel='self' 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-5551492570411504926.post-8236157484234779420</id><published>2010-03-03T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T08:39:20.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>towards the end of aep we were absolutely high. &lt;div&gt;i love my table (although im pretty unproductive there). our table's the "stay downstairs to do work" table (the rest... go mac lab do research and stuff). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were going mad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't even remember why i was high~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yeah. MR CHANG gives the weirdest voice impersonations. when he meowed, it was totally. .__________________________________. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think it's cause WEEK 10'S COMING (no more lessons) + i was at aep so i was pretty happy. ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok because i  just checked my sms-es, i realised that i have much more things due tmr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO BYEBYE. I NEED TO DO IH. neh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need to address an issue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;andand BOY-GIRL TWINS ARE TOTALLY NOT IDENTICAL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know what identical twins are? twins that come from the SAME FERTILIZED EGG. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BOY-GIRL TWINS ARE FRATERNAL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THEY DO NO COME FROM THE SAME EGG!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG IM GETTING SO AGITATED OVER THIS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;STOP ASKING STUPID QUESTIONS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOT IDENTICAL NOT IDENTICAL NOT IDENTICAL! OH PLEASE THEY CANT BE IDENTICAL!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CALM DOWN, DUDE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cannot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SHEESH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think im only agitated because you were like, "are you sure that you two are not identical?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't doubt me. i know better than you do.&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/5551492570411504926-8236157484234779420?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/8236157484234779420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/03/towards-end-of-aep-we-were-absolutely.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/8236157484234779420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/8236157484234779420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/03/towards-end-of-aep-we-were-absolutely.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-2725735766392809610</id><published>2010-03-03T06:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T06:07:17.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EWWW what is this?&lt;div&gt;im doing IH now and i find all sorts of oddly phrased sentences in the essay which i dont remember seeing the last time. and the even odder thing is that, we were not penalized? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-2725735766392809610?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/2725735766392809610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/03/ewww-what-is-this-im-doing-ih-now-and-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/2725735766392809610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/2725735766392809610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/03/ewww-what-is-this-im-doing-ih-now-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-727832370460856275</id><published>2010-03-02T08:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T08:50:28.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THREE MORE DAYS!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Term 1 is coming to an end soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel that mine was pretty screwed. a bedtime of 1am, sleeping in class (from without meaning to, to calculating if it'd be an important lesson and just sleeping cause i really need it). I can't immediately absorb what i'd learnt. Especially chemistry quizzes. ESPECIALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I need a change in seating. I need a change of environment or else i'll get too comfortable (and hence, find zhou1 gong1). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, this March hols, I NEED to REALLY REALLY sit down and study whatever I have been taught this term. Or else. Doom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last year already and 1/4 my year's gone. ):&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/5551492570411504926-727832370460856275?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/727832370460856275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/03/three-more-days-term-1-is-coming-to-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/727832370460856275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/727832370460856275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/03/three-more-days-term-1-is-coming-to-end.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-3897986750889845997</id><published>2010-03-02T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T06:16:06.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oops, i think i hang around 406 a little too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-3897986750889845997?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/3897986750889845997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/03/oops-i-think-i-hang-around-406-little.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/3897986750889845997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/3897986750889845997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/03/oops-i-think-i-hang-around-406-little.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-3654541075219615256</id><published>2010-03-01T08:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T08:33:57.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hah. &lt;div&gt;my wallpaper is currently Sour Sally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-3654541075219615256?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/3654541075219615256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/03/hah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/3654541075219615256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/3654541075219615256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/03/hah.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-5643739315904554010</id><published>2010-03-01T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T06:20:15.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>do you think i'd be able to get a part time job at Kinetics at the end of the year?&lt;div&gt;or any advertising/multi-media/graphic designer company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to make use of my young reckless age to try out things i may not have the courage to try when im older. and at the same time try to get a clearer vision of what i plan to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-5643739315904554010?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/5643739315904554010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/03/do-you-think-id-be-able-to-get-part.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/5643739315904554010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NAT SMSED ME. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from australia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHOAAAA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she's coming back soon! in april.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel like an irresponsible aep rep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oops. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAY, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MEIZHEN! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is odd. like using the com for 15 mins seems... wrong. which is why im blogging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i should get off now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-7979746984171659289?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/7979746984171659289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/03/hahahaha-i-finished-class-tee-front.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/7979746984171659289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/7979746984171659289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/03/hahahaha-i-finished-class-tee-front.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-5564013474425099236</id><published>2010-02-27T06:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T06:09:41.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went out with shufang today after art.&lt;div&gt;shaole didnt want to stay to meet sf cause too long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i ate xiao wan mian by myself. ): cause shaole left and sf hadn't come yet. some car guy sat at the same table with me on the right, another couple on the left. sian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we met at bugis junction and sf tried to shop to shoes while i tried to shop for dress/accessories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she found this really nice pair of heels at at pretty low price BUT they dont have her size. sian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;only white. so nv buy. and it makes her even taller than she alrd is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i bought this cuff bracelet thing. :D i like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;plus a necklace. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i like the cuff more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WE MET LINSHA YAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-5564013474425099236?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/5564013474425099236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/went-out-with-shufang-today-after-art.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/5564013474425099236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/5564013474425099236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/went-out-with-shufang-today-after-art.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-3319117717070532009</id><published>2010-02-25T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T09:49:57.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh woe by gone.&lt;div&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im not even sure if i should be worrying about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-3319117717070532009?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/3319117717070532009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-woe-by-gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/3319117717070532009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/3319117717070532009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-woe-by-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-1718533295029731395</id><published>2010-02-25T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T08:40:50.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>they're asking me to make the sec 3's graces shirt ugly.&lt;div&gt;but. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want a shirt too you stupid school. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but anyway the girl's has my favourite colour on. hope the sec 3's like it (and are grateful that they didnt get our this year's design dammit). but it's with orange. which is kinda weird but whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shan are you guys really printing a shirt?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH AND yeah illustrator is cool although i didnt use it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and today i let mrs wong check the dress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PEOPLE STARTING &lt;b&gt;FLOCKING&lt;/b&gt; TOWARDS ME. (they wanted to see the dress)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like O.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why me!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-1718533295029731395?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/1718533295029731395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/theyre-asking-me-to-make-sec-3s-graces.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/1718533295029731395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/1718533295029731395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/theyre-asking-me-to-make-sec-3s-graces.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-6656731215478790445</id><published>2010-02-25T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T06:42:53.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yu xin, linsha and nicole cant go for the aep trippp.&lt;div&gt;which means zhiping probably also cant go? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh man this is sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i realised that the people going are mostly the bright-aura (yellow) people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know you dont get me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-6656731215478790445?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/6656731215478790445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/yu-xin-linsha-and-nicole-cant-go-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/6656731215478790445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/6656731215478790445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/yu-xin-linsha-and-nicole-cant-go-for.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-9101749098684456413</id><published>2010-02-25T05:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T05:44:54.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i finally found my ambition. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to be an illustrator. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-9101749098684456413?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/9101749098684456413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>one day the group of us should take a photo in some field (WE NEED TO FIND A FIELD)and take act cool (mysterious) photos whereby everyone's dressed alike (preferably black) (or maybe dont need to be dressed alike) with a serious face, standing slightly apart from each other and looking at the camera.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like BAND photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YEAH MAN. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok one more thing to add to my to-do list after EOYS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH WE COULD DO IT WHILE WE'RE AT PARIS/LONDON.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok that's cool. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if we could find a field, that is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-3244941511202682158?l=fortheupteenthtime.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-5551492570411504926.post-4294821010071235908</id><published>2010-02-24T08:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T08:50:56.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h7KpTmxZJLE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h7KpTmxZJLE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; i think this is a good concept&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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OMYGOD.&lt;div&gt;D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it's $40...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the auntie wont let me bargain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-2168698657836829820?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/2168698657836829820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-want-vest-omygod.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/2168698657836829820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/2168698657836829820'/><link 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shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i'll just use xiaogugu's dress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im not used to spending a whole chunk on money on anything, let alone a dress that's gonna be worn for a couple of hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's kinda stupid that we're spending a kabazillion hours trying to find an outfit that will only be worn for a few hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-5699670804482518600?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/5699670804482518600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-like-shoes-i-bought-for-graces.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway i went out with di today. supposed to go out with the 404 ppl but in the end too many ppl cant make it. and di said that i BETRAYED him when i said that i was gg with the 4/4 ppl. well, who's the one who couldn't finish his hmk on monday?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we ate lunch. my stomach's getting all weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'd be hungry like mad, then eat, then when im done i'd still be hungry so i bought a drink. and halfway into it im SUPER FULL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;get back to what we did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so after lunch we went up, then at were like "so what do we do now" AIYO I HATE IT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the moment i stepped into the shop it was like "NO NO NO WHY ARE YOU HERE OMG THIS IS STUPEED. GET OUT NOW." but. we stayed. the dresses werent formal enough. so i just helped my bro. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHY CANT I BE A BOY AND just buy a shirt + trousers and get over and done with it? but nooo i have to be a girl with all the thousand over choices of different dresses and spend a million hours trying to find one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;actually we only spent an hour trying to find mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got pekcek wearing a dress around cause movements are so.. restricting. but i wore one cause i didnt want to be pulling on and off my berms/jeans the whole time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we got his shirt first. bought 2. then trousers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;spent almost $100.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;still no dress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh in the end i dragged him to Old School and we spent the rest of the time till 5.30 there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we should watch a movie there sometime. i like that place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-5419855630084145020?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/5419855630084145020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-shucks-my-ahma-just-left-and-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/5419855630084145020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/5419855630084145020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-shucks-my-ahma-just-left-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-2169037812641491879</id><published>2010-02-16T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T07:27:27.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im going mad over deviantart now. hopping from place to place, trying to find inspirations whilst checking out the co-founders and admins. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i did a little composition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can already imagine chang coming over with a knife becuase i am not done. (no really i can't). oh shucks i forgot about ms yap. no. MISS YAP WILL KEEELZ ME. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh dear oh dear oh dearie me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT WE'RE BOTH NOT ON THE SAME TRACK (and i dont really want to tell her cause she may give the disapproving face. go on. deflate my ego. ): ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok tmr i will hide in the corner of the mac lab feverishly attempting to complete my composition with neither teachers haunting me. or else i will discreetly move to another spot whenever either comes over to talk to someone else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AH i am escaping from reality. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is like dejavu all over again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cant stick to the subject matter like the ideas cause it looks sucky. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but actually with colours and composition it will look just FINE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FINE, I SAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes it will be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now convince me, will you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-2169037812641491879?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/2169037812641491879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-going-mad-over-deviantart-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/2169037812641491879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/2169037812641491879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-going-mad-over-deviantart-now.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-6003686141738702549</id><published>2010-02-16T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T05:51:41.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im going to use my grandma as inspiration.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;we're so wasted, so tired of life.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;no one cares about us. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;so i'll just sit here in my wheelchair and let the ants take over.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;i'll see you soon. they won't miss us.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel like that sometimes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need to get ahma to pose for me soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AYE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-6003686141738702549?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/6003686141738702549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-going-to-use-my-grandma-as.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/6003686141738702549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;glugglugglug&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-2551404694322728323?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/2551404694322728323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-dont-know-why-i-chose-embroidery-when.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/2551404694322728323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/2551404694322728323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-4885972060112274534</id><published>2010-02-15T01:10:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T01:12:17.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just a quickie-&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got back from si lao gu's house, just settled the class cip with bq ahyi thingo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now i have to chiong my hmk cause tmr going out with di.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh bq ah yi lent me her dresses too. but xiaogugu's one looks better on me. hmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aep composition + class tee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IM NEARLY FINISHED WITH CLASS TEE HOORAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-7115598273704016728</id><published>2010-02-14T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T07:54:50.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cny!&lt;div&gt;went to ahma's house, mainly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i totally died of boredom this morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok so i didnt. but it was till the extent i was jumping around with all that restrained energy, and deep inside, i was CLAWING to get out of the house. really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i smsed bq ahyi asking when she could come. she came at 4+ D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and mei takes forever to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my bro was. sian too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok i have nothing much to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-7115598273704016728?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/7115598273704016728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/cny-went-to-ahmas-house-mainly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/7115598273704016728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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muscles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, Happy Chinese New Year to all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thought homework's lingering at the back of my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just totally died doing WS AD 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and sus says that it isnt hard! i REALLY need more sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mdm chin's son kinda explains better than her. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think it's cause he's nearer our age that's why i'll ask more qns. mdm chin kinda uh. expect you to know. oh shucks. this is bad. my maths is becoming real bad. OH COME ON IT WAS MY BEST SUBJECT OK. i am supposed to know how to DO THE QUESTIONS AHHHH!!! ok now im totally not in the mood for collecting hong bao alrd lah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I NEED TO STUDY MATHS + PHY + CHEM. yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH SHUCKS AEP COMPOSITION!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ALMOST FORGOT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SHIT SHIT SHIT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok let's go away from here. i am dying. i freaking spent 1h 45 mins doing the first 2 qns on AD2. and mdm chin's son is like blah blah "integration" and im like "huh what's that" and then we even went to physics blah blah. omigod waste time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my brother and i are planning to go uh, shopping together on mon/tues. he needs a suit, i need a freaking dress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i kinda borrowed one from my aunt today. surprisingly, i look fine. (lose the arm fats).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;quote di, "monday is going to be interesting".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;neither of us likes shopping. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope stores will be open on mon/tues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh wait. after cny celebs i went dental and i met ANDREA. she couldnt uh, rmbr me. then when i was leaving she said "bye i can rmbr you now". hmm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway then i went to meet deb, carrie, peizhen and shufang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at taka/kino. deb and carrie bought 3 books. .O.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and then we went fountain and tried to solve deb's case. HMMM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and carrie met her long-lost friend. they were stitting BESIDE each other and took so long to see! O.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and met zijin too! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what else...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh i realised that the room picture in mr chang's foxriver even thing is actually his pigeon hole. so cool! nice cake btw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;didnt really have time to look at it carefully though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thenn... what else what else i rmbred i had smth to say!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH YES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let's see. since it's gonna be cny and we pretty much chionged every hmk that needs to be done. i mean, the project kind. so im kinda free. soooo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IM TOTALLY USING THIS HOLIDAY TO CATCH UP ON SLEEP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like i slept after i got back from taka on friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then today i slept after maths tuition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then now i should sleep cause it's 2am alrd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;basically im just taking every single opportunity to repay my gigantic sleep debt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok gtg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MATHS MATHS MATHS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im worried for my maths! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh i dreamt of my kindergarten classmate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well supposedly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and jc seems fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SLEEP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-5115005962944447511?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/5115005962944447511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/chinese-dance-performance-was-cool-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/5115005962944447511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/5115005962944447511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/chinese-dance-performance-was-cool-on.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-4467086353107551808</id><published>2010-02-10T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T07:08:35.599-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's 10.55.&lt;div&gt;and im bushed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;still left with foreword draft and studying of phy quiz and phy sia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GAHH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nvm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's only one night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THEN IT'S GONNA BE CNY WHOOWHEEE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my stomach muscles have become so weak! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have aches from today's crutches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i couldnt even do them well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg nooo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-4467086353107551808?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/4467086353107551808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/4467086353107551808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/4467086353107551808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-10.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-57162265704654227</id><published>2010-02-09T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T04:44:48.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>something is wrong and it makes me feel like vomiting.&lt;div&gt;she's over reacting, but i didnt want to point out that i was only joking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish he was here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i still have 4 weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at least for the time being, it's 3 more days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-57162265704654227?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/57162265704654227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/something-is-wrong-and-it-makes-me-feel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/57162265704654227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/57162265704654227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/something-is-wrong-and-it-makes-me-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-1588719908761089660</id><published>2010-02-08T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T08:33:10.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah can't tahan.&lt;div&gt;___ is damn shuai. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-1588719908761089660?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/1588719908761089660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/wah-cant-tahan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/1588719908761089660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/1588719908761089660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/wah-cant-tahan.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-1800483147316848747</id><published>2010-02-08T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T08:05:47.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what nanyang had taught me thus far:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) nobody is always right. not even your mother. (lol but really? sometimes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) have your own opinion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm i cant think of anymore for the time being.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;perhaps it will change when the year ends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-1800483147316848747?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/1800483147316848747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-nanyang-had-taught-me-thus-far-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/1800483147316848747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/1800483147316848747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-nanyang-had-taught-me-thus-far-1.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-3048439319759992649</id><published>2010-02-08T07:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T07:52:51.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the world, cannot possibly be smaller&lt;div&gt;(oh yes it can)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;six degrees of separation, you just proved your point (no that's a fallacy. i only found 2 examples)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but anyway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just found out that another of my nafa classmates knows my junior.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coincidence much. &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/5551492570411504926-3048439319759992649?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/3048439319759992649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/world-cannot-possibly-be-smaller-oh-yes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/3048439319759992649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/3048439319759992649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/world-cannot-possibly-be-smaller-oh-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-8544904194960507456</id><published>2010-02-08T05:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T05:27:48.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just realised (yes i am slow) &lt;div&gt;that if i want to join aep in jc, im gonna have to be prepared to commit myself to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its not the problem of commitment to art.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's only that cca probably takes up 3/5 days a week. (unless i join a slack cca) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and if aep takes 2 days (given that its after school and 2 days a week), then i wouldnt have any free after school days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but then they say that you'd have a huge chunk of nothingness between classes sometimes. depending on the subject combi you take.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-8544904194960507456?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/8544904194960507456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-just-realised-yes-i-am-slow-that-if-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what's coming:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CNY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and more perhaps importantly, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE LONG WEEKEND!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;further down the road:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GRACES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh dearie me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-4578048813603171549?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/4578048813603171549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/we-are-going-to-paris-and-london-aepers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i whine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i like to read the reflective online journals of others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they make me think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a weird. post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-9092116305024954962?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/9092116305024954962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-dont-know-what-to-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/9092116305024954962'/><link rel='self' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-2693966074836012670?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/2693966074836012670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-oh-oh-ohohoh-oh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/2693966074836012670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/2693966074836012670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-oh-oh-ohohoh-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-1358064519790805191</id><published>2010-02-05T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T07:59:59.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE SEC 3 AEPERS ARE GOING TO PARIS AND LONDON.&lt;div&gt;im glad for them that they're getting a chance to go overseas for aep (as supposedly promised to us when we were sec one, but never (or havent) got it). and in a sense us seniors have helped them get an opportunity to do this kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but we're the one who PROPOSED the idea and ASKED for it. (and of course we should thank chang for asking for us. did gan let us?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i thought it would only be right that they should be telling us more about the plans, or at LEAST, tell us TOGETHER?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope that they tell us soon or i will be feeling reaaally unjustified. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;zhiping says that they'd be be holding a briefing soon. please please please let us go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(and being only able to take 37 students due to limited bus seats is stupid)&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/5551492570411504926-1358064519790805191?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/1358064519790805191/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-5551492570411504926.post-5275063837104064394</id><published>2010-02-05T07:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T07:27:00.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my hair is getting long, and therefore hot. &lt;div&gt;i should cut it soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-5275063837104064394?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/5275063837104064394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-hair-is-getting-long-and-therefore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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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-5551492570411504926.post-8178691279659254151</id><published>2010-02-03T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T06:11:53.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for the time being i will be looking forward to aep lessons. this is because we are no longer having sova lessons (yay!) for the term and will mainly be working on coursework.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need to start working on the coursework timeline soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for practical reasons, unfortunately i was stupid enough to choose embroidery as a medium because i tried out today and by the time 2.5 was over, (let's make it 2h, since i did walk around) i was only done with... probably 12cm^2 of sewn parts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go figure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but actually if i could be given as long as i wanted, i wouldnt mind doing this. it would be nice. and fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can only hope that the more i practice it, the faster i will become.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;please please let it be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or i will die. &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/5551492570411504926-8178691279659254151?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/8178691279659254151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/for-time-being-i-will-be-looking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well we didnt really agree to run together, but i was just uh, running beside her. and it stayed like that for the rest of the 4 rounds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway as i was trying to keep up, my timing for the 4 rounds, improved. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok that was random. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i met my senior-neighbour on the way home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she saw my skirt, and was like, "is that your uniform?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i didnt quite get her. she probably thinks that it's improper to have such dirty skirts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok whatever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's aep-marked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i still think she's kinda cool. just kinda. in a sense. im not making much sense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know they say that "he had a twinkle in his eye"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i used to think that it was just. uhh. exaggeration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the first time i met a twinkly eyed person was during the SEALS games in sec 1, i think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my instructor was some guy who totally had TWINKLY EYES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:3 they really, really shined.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and today i realised that i have 2 other people with twinkly eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hard to get. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-4629663834974559133?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/4629663834974559133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-quickie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/4629663834974559133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/4629663834974559133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-quickie.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-651214438604137299</id><published>2010-02-02T07:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T07:54:41.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-contented sigh-&lt;div&gt;my junior is just so darn awesome. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-651214438604137299?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/651214438604137299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/contented-sigh-my-junior-is-just-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/651214438604137299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/651214438604137299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/contented-sigh-my-junior-is-just-so.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-7487058181729693554</id><published>2010-02-02T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T06:32:12.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i can take it as i have 3 very good friends.&lt;div&gt;all three are not close to each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-7487058181729693554?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/7487058181729693554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>i should hurry up and get my wordpress out.&lt;br /&gt;i am still frustrated over the art teachers thing.&lt;br /&gt;im postively sure that i even posted something similar like, early last year or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-650696979974960157?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/650696979974960157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-should-hurry-up-and-get-my-wordpress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/650696979974960157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/650696979974960157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-should-hurry-up-and-get-my-wordpress.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-5238634579655913703</id><published>2010-02-01T02:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T02:58:16.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just felt the need to type this out. it's been like this for a couple of years. sometimes.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know when you go for art class and the teacher comes around to help you with your work?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah most of the time the teacher DOESN'T COME AND HELP ME. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;started since around upper primary, in nafa. and for the last couple of aep lessons in school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like what's that supposed to mean?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im really &amp;amp;^$^**$@^$%*(@! by this sometimes, cause i really dont understand if my work is like too good already and the teacher doesnt think i need help, or the teacher doesnt like me and think that i should just be left to rot or. WHAT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHAT'SYOURPOINTHUHWHADUYAMEANWHYAREYOUNOTHELPINGME. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause the teacher(s), they seriously can like, go over to your area, help your friend(s) who are sitting RIGHT BESIDE YOU and just totally never say anything about your work. JUST GO PAST YOU. or just simply DONT ASK YOU. WHAT WHAT WHATTTTT!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GAHH IM SO FRUSTRATED BY THIS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;perhaps i give off the aura that signals, "im-really-good-by-myself-so-no-need-to-come" or, "aiya,-that-girl-no-hope-already-so-dont-bother-with-her"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ARGHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Im going mad just trying to figure what the heck the art teachers are thinking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;LIKE REALLY REALLY REALLY WHY WHY WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;i think im frustrated cause i dont know if that's supposed to mean if my artwork is good or bad/ does the teacher hate me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;SIGH.&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/5551492570411504926-5238634579655913703?l=fortheupteenthtime.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-5551492570411504926.post-1101663968607100537</id><published>2010-01-31T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T10:52:18.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm now that i think of it, my logo doesnt resemble a logo&lt;div&gt;as in, it's more like a drawing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know what i mean?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;unfrotunately logos are different things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok whatever i like my logo. it can be for the behind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(looks obiang though)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-1101663968607100537?l=fortheupteenthtime.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-5551492570411504926.post-3462588664933400810</id><published>2010-01-31T10:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T10:38:29.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am actually enjoying myself doing the graces logo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-3462588664933400810?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/3462588664933400810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-am-actually-enjoying-myself-doing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/3462588664933400810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/3462588664933400810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-am-actually-enjoying-myself-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-8810200238520834720</id><published>2010-01-31T05:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T05:23:47.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>don't you just love Mika (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he's actually quite cute. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/5551492570411504926-8810200238520834720?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/8810200238520834720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/dont-you-just-love-mika-hes-actually.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/8810200238520834720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/8810200238520834720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/dont-you-just-love-mika-hes-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-5189505415437827884</id><published>2010-01-30T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T08:41:02.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok lousy she didnt even mention it at all.&lt;div&gt;:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nvm i shouldnt do this kind of thing anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;only people like ___ will appreciate it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AYE, so irritated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i cant believe that im doubting my friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to be exact, two of them. for seperate things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like. HELLO. i know them better why am i listening to others?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause some things really, dont seem like the way they are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lousy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh went out to celebrate mom's birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday Mama! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wore a DRESS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-5189505415437827884?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/5189505415437827884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/ok-lousy-she-didnt-even-mention-it-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/5189505415437827884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/5189505415437827884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/ok-lousy-she-didnt-even-mention-it-at.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-4765436608165794032</id><published>2010-01-29T23:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T23:48:47.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>odd day.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saw jody at bugis (._.), YES, JODY. i just passed by her and i was like less then 30cm away from her and she didnt see me. well, she was talking to her friends. ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont you just love bugis. you always see people there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and i saw this pri school girl from my batch at the library. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and saw this eurasian baby on the mrt. she was uh, kinda, cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but her mother let her um, place the mrt card into her mouth. saliva all over. firstly, the card is full of germs and you let your baby do that? and secondly, PEOPLE USE THAT CARD. it's not disposable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;andd deviantart totally boosts your ego. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go figure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH and the rj guy is watching my page!!!! HAHAHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(im going mad) well it doesnt sound so great here but when he did, i felt sooo honoured. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to national library, borrowed 5 books on embroidery, they're  pretty cool, some of them. and i felt like an ah ma browsing through the sewing/knitting/embroidery section.  ._. unfortunately they weigh about 2.5kg -3kg and i was totally lugging them the whole way home.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-4765436608165794032?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/4765436608165794032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/odd-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/4765436608165794032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/4765436608165794032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/odd-day.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-374971101050395917</id><published>2010-01-28T08:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T08:02:58.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shuckz.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;turns out that im not so great at colours afterall. &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/5551492570411504926-374971101050395917?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/374971101050395917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/shuckz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/374971101050395917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/374971101050395917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/shuckz.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-6065136127309047367</id><published>2010-01-26T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T08:55:54.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just read lisa h's blog.&lt;div&gt;yeah, i think it's really cause 201 lives in our hearts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to me,&lt;b&gt; 201 is family&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;may the 201 spirit live on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-6065136127309047367?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/6065136127309047367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-just-read-lisa-hs-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/6065136127309047367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/6065136127309047367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-just-read-lisa-hs-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-484503654183111384</id><published>2010-01-25T04:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T04:34:33.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>byebye nat.&lt;div&gt;love you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have a safe flight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nat's farewell today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think the floodgates opened cause i was too near her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i could smell her, feel her (sounds wrong. but i was one of the few who were directly hugging her). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's like all the physical things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she's like so huggable and everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then it just strikes you that "She's leaving. Im not gonna see her for the next few who-knows how many weeks". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i just felt super sad and there you go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then there was this long (partly awkward) minute of silence in the mac lab when we had a last farewell hug. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i couldnt look at anyone cause i was just trying to stop crying. if i looked up it's so paiseh/心痛 i might just cry again. ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yijing was also crying :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we went down supposedly for food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but nat was walking to the bus stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then someone suggested that we run after her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;somewhat romantic/ drama. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we went all the way to the bus stop and then we said our bye-byes again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then nat went up the bridge and we waved. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then meizhen cried too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think nat was trying not to cry either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's really all very drama. haha. someone even said that you could film a advertisement in black and white. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it's really touching that when someone leaves, everyone's like... like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kinda reminded me of the last day of 201.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i was looking like a really stressed/ emo nanyang girl on the bus. once hui ci left (i had a seat) i obviously didnt have anyone to talk to and i couldnt fall asleep either i just kept thinking abt nat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;visit us often, nat! :3&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/5551492570411504926-484503654183111384?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/484503654183111384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/byebye-nat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/484503654183111384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/484503654183111384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/byebye-nat.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-7978754528262445787</id><published>2010-01-24T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T07:54:26.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I FOUND THE COOL RJ GUY'S DEVIANTART BY COINCIDENCE.&lt;div&gt;COINCIDENCE, I SAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ISNT THE WORLD JUST SMALL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMGGG WHY IS HE SO COOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SHOULD I JOIN AEP IN JCCCCC. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah man like totally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-7978754528262445787?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/7978754528262445787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-found-cool-rj-guys-deviantart-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/7978754528262445787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/7978754528262445787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-found-cool-rj-guys-deviantart-by.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-1505472740727271355</id><published>2010-01-22T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T09:11:34.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>busybusybusy week!&lt;div&gt;and its not over yet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i borrowed the school cam again. and im tempted to buy a SLR using some hong bao money (what a way to use all that money) plus savings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which is kinda silly cause i already have some cameras at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT THE SCHOOL ONES ARE SO COOL. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think rationally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;unfortunately i think im only trying to use as much as possible of the school cam cause i can only use it for a week, so im more eager to use it. if i really bought one, it may just sit there till the feeling strikes. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, photo spammed at the range, and ah ma's house, and later my dad brought me to the place i wanted to take pics at, and taught me panning. it didnt really work. i figure that it's due to the darkness at night. i like learning from my dad. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im wondering if i really am into photography or is it that i just like instant stuff and supposedly cool things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i still wonder about my future job and wonder why we have to think so much about this kinda stuff. sometimes you just stop in your tracks and ask yourself, "What's the entire point of doing this?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(which kinda leads to "what's the meaning of life?")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes you dont get an answer, and see no point why you really are doing this, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but sometimes you do, and that keeps you going.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;amanda's bday tmr! going to her bbq party. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and IH research on sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+ the other lessons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which adds on to why it's a busy busy busy week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's friday! and my brother's back. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-1505472740727271355?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/1505472740727271355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/busybusybusy-week-and-its-not-over-yet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/1505472740727271355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/1505472740727271355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/busybusybusy-week-and-its-not-over-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-8819946356882317640</id><published>2010-01-21T05:10:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T05:20:13.091-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mrs feeny sucks.&lt;div&gt;i thought that as a person who is overall in charge of a group's welfare, and also as an adult, she should well, you know, also think about the people in the group?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the way she says it, it's like, "don't do this cause I'LL get in trouble, but i dont really care that much if you do." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and could she be like more sensitive? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know, like some things, you dont just ask that person in front of the ENTIRE GROUP right. and when the person does ask when she has doubts, couldn't you go over/ ask her to go over so that you could discuss it in private instead of shouting DIAGONALLY ACROSS THE ROOM for the entire group to hear? put yourself in that person's shoes. and it's not like she did anything wrong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dumbass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-8819946356882317640?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/8819946356882317640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/mrs-feeny-sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOMEWORK,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OF SCHOOL,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OF ALL THE THINGS WE HAVE TO DO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and im sorry but can you please stop pressing me for it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its not like its been pushed to the back of my mind. im trying to do it asap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i dont think you'd understand us if i told you why i could not ask for help. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its not a simple thing like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some things, you just gotta do it yourself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no im not sick of everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was on the way home today. i think i was tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but on the bus, my empty bottle had dropped, and it went CLANG CLANG CLANG down the stairs. i was kinda like o-o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a couple of pri sch boys went "OHHHHHHH."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the mother shushed them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it went to the door, near some guy's feet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he picked it up and passed it back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i said thank you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i was tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause normally i would have been embarrassed that i was causing such a ruckus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and given the teen hormone thing, i would have been even more embarrassed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was totally sianed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;school kills the spirit of people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at least we're going to Old School next wed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im looking forward to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and im surprised that lotsa people dont know what Old School is. &lt;/div&gt;&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-5551492570411504926.post-6014071061831901133</id><published>2010-01-20T02:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T02:41:11.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh no i just got another idea for coursework! &lt;div&gt;uhhhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went kranji today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was quite nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though ironic (the surroundings)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont feel like typing much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i met the hc senior today in the lift. i think she's friendlier than the other one. ._. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh shucks I FORGOT TO ASK IF WE'RE GONNA BE FORCED TO GO SWIMMING NOOOOO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I CAN SWIM ALRD LAH!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-6014071061831901133?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/6014071061831901133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/oh-no-i-just-got-another-idea-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/6014071061831901133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/6014071061831901133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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work that way, but.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think it's the use of vivid, warm colours, and not trying to make some sense out of a cliched topic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AWESOME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now im thinking that  prob cant join aep in jc cause my art sucks compared to them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the only consolation i get is that they're j2. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=-=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lousy excuse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but who's to say that your art sucks?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok enough said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my time is running.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-2665893921523357227?l=fortheupteenthtime.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-5551492570411504926.post-1644589652313857308</id><published>2010-01-18T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T07:29:25.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im going to sleep soon. &lt;div&gt;havent slept before 12.30am in a long long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, before i go, &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, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s6SxQb8vQOk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s6SxQb8vQOk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;catchy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and i'll do chem tmr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;such a full week this week will be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cant wait for cny hols.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will be going to do some photography.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love the seng kang open spaces! lots of people fly kites there. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i am bored by my own coursework concept. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at least i hope to make it visually appealing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the concept is stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i still like my sec 1/2 ideas more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nahh it's just the way i present it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont get why cant we say that "the work has no meaning" for our explanation, like Dede and some other artist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I DONT GET IT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who says that we must have an general idea of what we want to do by like, today?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok nvm i am spouting nonsense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the continuous lack of sleep has taken its toll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the scanner refuses to work with me and my negetives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-1644589652313857308?l=fortheupteenthtime.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-5551492570411504926.post-5989411928199210500</id><published>2010-01-18T04:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T04:21:45.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah i think i get stressed over small details sometimes.&lt;div&gt;wish that i could look at the big picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's just a small thing! NO BIGGIE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;phat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-5989411928199210500?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/5989411928199210500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/yeah-i-think-i-get-stressed-over-small.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/5989411928199210500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/5989411928199210500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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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-5551492570411504926.post-3778005393976771478</id><published>2010-01-17T05:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T05:15:26.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just had a funny convo with mz and the contents included her wanting to run, my telling her abt my idea, then my persuading her to hurry-up-go-run-or-you're-wasting-your-time-on-me and our continuous talking of  uh, running in a safe places and her keeping that in mind, and then my hurry-go-run!!! and her not being able to go cause i made her excited abt art, then more of my GOGOGOGOGO, and then smth abt our constant replying and her dont-talk-to-me-anymore! so that she can go.&lt;div&gt;and then i said ":D" and she was like why-are-you-still-typing!? then yeah damn funny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-3778005393976771478?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/3778005393976771478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-just-had-funny-convo-with-mz-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/3778005393976771478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/3778005393976771478'/><link rel='alternate' 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-5551492570411504926.post-4595504547085003308</id><published>2010-01-16T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T05:37:46.835-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i felt this pang when i saw that she had posted it online on her personal account and that someone said, "very nice". then she said, "ty:D" and im like, "but. that's like, my shot."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;personally that's one of my favourite photos but i cant really say anything cause i had posted it on ___ and it's kinda shared with everyone else and i dont want to create any um. discomfort. cause the way she said it, im not really sure if she's trying to take credits for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's MY 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maths tuition. mmpft. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;class tee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah im a bit surprised the class chose the ship. not that i was expecting them to choose a particular design, but the ship was really random. it started off with the flag, then it just become a ship. the names-as-base idea came up about 30 mins before the ideas were presented. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but anyway i think im going to have to squeeze in time from mornings before classes and bits of recess + time between dismissal and cca/aep to do it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause im not free after school on all 12345, so there isnt a day whereby i can just concentrate on doing the tee. maybe except like weds, after aep. mmppft. today i only managed to outline the octopus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if i dont do this, the class tee is only gonna be completed in like, term 2. zzz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nvm. learn from chinese wen zhangs. use the little bits of time you have to do something constructive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i better do a good (better) job as aep rep since i agreed to doing so... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coursework! oh which reminds me of today's trng. (later).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im not very finalised with what im GONNA do, but my plan is to hardcore in term 2, after nationals. cant wait for nationals to be over. but somehow i think i will miss shooting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then anyway i will try to stay back like almost everyday to do coursework. then try to finish before/during june hols. cause they say T3 got lotsa stuff. whoooaaa. bigg plan. hope i stick to it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and block test schedules are out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH YES TODAY'S TRAINING~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. im VERY satisfied with today's results too! it looks like some giant rifle hole. abt 3cm x 3cm. teehee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think the previous two days has produced my best shooting results so far since. uh. the start of shooting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and im also happy because yi4 zhi4 has given me quite some time to think about... stuff! mainly coursework ideas. i kinda got one out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i realised that i keep thinking abt the mediums instead of the theme.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the thinking helped to keep my mind off the gun's weight so today's trng felt very fast and easy. love that. but technically im supposed to be concentrating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lisa thought that i was super concentrated today (cause i kept raising the gun at 12 on the dot) but lala could tell that i was totally not concentrating cause i was fidgeting a lot, stretching and shifting my leg etc. well i had an idea when we were 30 mins into yi zhi, so i was kancheong to keep the idea in my head for the next 30 mins, as well as resisting the urge to run out, grab a pen and scribble it down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I SHOULD SLEEP NOW cause i only got 3 hours of sleep last night. was doing ih.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont get why is it that i spent about 5 and a half hours to get it done! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it's actually pretty long. :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-8416132291490390173?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/8416132291490390173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/thank-goodness-its-friday-i-feel-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/8416132291490390173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/8416132291490390173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/thank-goodness-its-friday-i-feel-like.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-3488710170248193032</id><published>2010-01-14T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T07:59:55.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shooting on a blank card really works!&lt;div&gt;shot on the right side target card today, and i produced like super good results. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was kinda surprised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT NOW IT'S A 4.8CM X 5.3CM DIAMETER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if i dont count the 2 strays at the top and side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and if i really wanna count JUST MY NICE (NOT-SO) BIG HOLE, it's like, 4.2CM X 2.9 CM!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's if i take away the other 9 "stray" shots. those that werent in my (not-so) big hole. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NO! 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D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dangz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-3488710170248193032?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/3488710170248193032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/shooting-on-blank-card-really-works.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/3488710170248193032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/3488710170248193032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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but turns out that im gonna have to do them some other day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today... was depressing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's coursework-related.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok i shall do my homework now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-2953595520706456651?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/2953595520706456651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/ive-been-spending-my-time-since-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/2953595520706456651'/><link rel='self' 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weekends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this is going to go on for the next 9 weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im dying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;having siblings still beat being only child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need to talk to someone my age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i dont want to call anyone cause i could be disturbing them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the thing about having someone to talk to when they're beside you is that you can talk/pause/stop any time and start again. but phone calls, you just talk and talk for a period of time, then when you hang up you hang up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i could talk to papa and mama but it's not the same as talking to di. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i just like that he's there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss him. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-5551492570411504926.post-4463964153834928696</id><published>2010-01-12T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T07:51:28.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just went to N's blog.&lt;div&gt;and i realise that i really really like to read it. her posts aren't rants but rather quiet reflections and thoughts about her life and the things she encounters. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe i like it cause when i do get the quiet time i want, i think like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i thought about the entire new year laid out in front of me and started to mentally list down the things i want to do by the end of the year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's a lot of things to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's the 2nd week of school and im already feeling like im 喘不过气 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i'll get used to it, soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my holidays were rather wasted, cause i read manga, chionged homework last minute and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today i went to the dentist. (she says the gap's too big. knew it.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got home around 5.30pm, and by the time i had read the papers, showered and had my dinner, it was reaching 8.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did my coursework mind map. im still very lost. i feel indecisive and wish that i could just get over and done with the idea itself. cause im sure that once i know what im gonna do, i can get it done fast if i want to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time passes fast. we're the oldest of the lot now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i worry for my results, because i didnt quite get a satisfactory msg last year. all-time low. (or high)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but this year i plan to do things efficiently, and to not waste time thinking too much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes i think too much. just planning. and thinking and thinking and thinking. im not daydreaming. daydreaming is like thinking of irrelevant stuff that aren't gonna help you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i kinda did, today, except that im wasting 30 mins of my time now to post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i finished the mind map, but it isnt helping me decide on anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i revised for my stats quiz, for an hour. went thru the supp ex. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im going to start on IH assignment later, esp when today ms wong just mentioned like how much it can totally save your ca1. it should help my ca1 a lot cause im usually hanging around the borderline of 60% for IH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh dear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my mum said that we studied a lot in p6 for psle, but i dont really rmbr that. i felt more relaxed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but this year i want to be hardworking and really catch up on the things i dont understand. im supposed to have studied chem and phy by today but i havent. im gonna do IH first.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;priorities...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i finally developed my film. they were standing on the shelf since sept hols last year. I just kinda did know what was going on, but also didnt really know what was going on, cause time was running so i didnt want to delay the process. so Nic just kinda did most of the adding and subtracting of stuff. i did the repetitive ones. like. shaking the thing every 30s.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks Nic :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nvm. shall do it again sometime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i only fear that i wont have time this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;timetimetime. crucial this 2010.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;again, my worries and i start thinking a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well back to N. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if she does go anywhere else, which i think she will, im gonna miss the girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and N should know that im talking about her, but she probably isn't gonna see this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-4463964153834928696?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/4463964153834928696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-just-went-to-ns-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/4463964153834928696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/4463964153834928696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-just-went-to-ns-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-7112233603594100042</id><published>2010-01-11T04:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T04:25:46.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>man was i hungry.&lt;div&gt;im trying hard for wed's height and weight. gahhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DANG AEP COURSEWORK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DANGGGG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of course i have lotsa ideas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just cant think of a fabulous enough one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mmmphft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-7112233603594100042?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/7112233603594100042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/man-was-i-hungry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/7112233603594100042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/7112233603594100042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/man-was-i-hungry.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-8829124095837600582</id><published>2010-01-04T01:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T01:54:04.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first day of school.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have to work hard this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which means that im gonna study my chem now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;should i...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I JUST TOTALLY FINISHED LEVEL 20 OF SNOW DRIFT YAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok must work hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shucks the year is totally going to pass very fast. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-8829124095837600582?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/8829124095837600582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-day-of-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/8829124095837600582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/8829124095837600582'/><link rel='alternate' 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-5551492570411504926.post-6925472358770842039</id><published>2010-01-01T00:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T00:46:58.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cant talk properly now.&lt;div&gt;just fitted in the expanders yesterday, so i cant pronounce some words properly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;called susanna just now, and then her mom picked up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she was having lunch, so she said to call abt half an hour later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so she asked for my name. so i tried to say it, but couldnt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i explained that i just put on the braces thing, so i cant talk properly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aiyo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i tried to tell her in initials. but i could even pronounce them properly?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh my, so i said, "uhh never mind, i'll just call her later." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg so hilarious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but dear sus figured out who i was anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;man i worry for my oral presentations this year. T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im talking like a baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i think i'll get used to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i figured how to swallow my saliva. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh my legs still ache from the amazing race two days ago. pooey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we got last. which i... kinda expected. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;although i got to go places which i haven't went to yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like marina barage. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh no and i missed the chinese sia online meeting. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and Issac looks like a certain person. gahh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we ate. dinner. at. 9. plus plus pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah man. i wasnt hungry by then. so i ate the red bean pancake thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you main would have been took full.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;crazy marcus wanted to go bowling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then the rest did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yong qing went home after dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i went with them to the mrt there, called my mom cause shan wanted me to stay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but then you know, it's not good to stay out so late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i went home in the end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but. the rest went bowling. cant believe them man. ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh i went to this printing company to ask if they would take part time jobs. was asking for next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the people were damn funny. it wasnt supposed to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i found out that our school (amongst those who went for the gathering) is the only one that GIVES US HOMEWORK WHAT THE HECK AHHHHH. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nvm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im gonna finish them within a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 more essays to go....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gtg. taken a long enough break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-6925472358770842039?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/6925472358770842039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2010/01/cant-talk-properly-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/6925472358770842039'/><link 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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-5551492570411504926.post-2463690735912591547</id><published>2009-12-21T05:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T05:39:09.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i realise that the previous post was my 201st post. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am currently looking through the websites of nafa and laselle graduates, hoping to get some inspiration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am only getting bits of ideas here and there, but i dont believe so much in them such that i can be drawn to the idea of doing so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need to sit down, pool my ideas together and get something out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;something that i believe in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because only then, will it work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6D class gathering?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i kinda look forward to it, if we have one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im feeling old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need to do my work now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-2463690735912591547?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/2463690735912591547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>DDD:&lt;div&gt;why the hcjc guys all so pro??? -bawls-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel like i shouldnt even think abt joining aep in jc anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DDDD:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-6416877166365166095?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/6416877166365166095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2009/12/ddd-why-hcjc-guys-all-so-pro-bawls-d-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/6416877166365166095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/6416877166365166095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2009/12/ddd-why-hcjc-guys-all-so-pro-bawls-d-i.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-525727704381957855</id><published>2009-12-08T17:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T17:21:31.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dull... &lt;div&gt;numbing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;feeling...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh my teeth ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-5551492570411504926.post-3724585748325161860</id><published>2009-12-07T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T20:53:32.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been painting my box lately. &lt;div&gt;though at a rather slow rate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel like a slacker. been doing nothing productive just sitting in front of the com like some zai nan. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i did my box. at least it's somewhat more productive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i calculated a few days ago, that with all the trainings and project meetings going on, I DONT HAVE ENOUGH TIME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nah i probably do, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if i can just make myself study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LIKE RIGHT NOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok i shall. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-3724585748325161860?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/3724585748325161860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2009/12/been-painting-my-box-lately.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/3724585748325161860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/3724585748325161860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2009/12/been-painting-my-box-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-5419211269243570751</id><published>2009-11-26T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T18:14:06.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back!&lt;div&gt;woke up around 8.smth just now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cant sleep. not used to it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woke up thinking that somewhere else around the globe, our buddies and class 高一（5） are having lessons now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;odd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fb is kinda lagging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im going to look thru my pics now, either upload or send them to buddies and yeah. i dont know what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yeah i think Crowd Lu has a nice voice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not a mistake to buy his album.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WANT TO GO BACK TO THE SHANGHAI SHU CHENG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omygosh we should have just stayed there for the entire time. cause going off to the nanjing bu xing jie was a waste of time. except the mochi and giordano (which we didnt enter). the baleno building thing was too crowded. not enough time too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think the shanghai trip was rather awesome. i realised that you really get to know people better, especially people whom you think you've never seen before in school (oops) haha. and people you've just seen around school but never talked to them before. you also get to know your classmates a lot better. those who opted out seriously missed out on things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and of course, there's the 随班上课 thing. didnt understand lots of things cause they were in chinese. i loved chinese lesson. it's like the only lesson i understand and enjoy the most. english lessons were the most boring. other than physics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE CHINESE TEACHER SUPER NICE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm what else...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TOILETS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE TOILET BOWLS LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause most of the toilets we've encountered there were squat ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you pretty much needed to bring tissue/toilet paper with you everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bought things. i counted and realised that im only one short for the no. of ppl i want to give in class. gah. (so i cant really give cause if not very bad.) i should really make a list of people i want to give souvenirs to next year for GCP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok i should start looking through my photos now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-5419211269243570751?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/5419211269243570751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2009/11/back-woke-up-around-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/5419211269243570751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/5419211269243570751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2009/11/back-woke-up-around-8.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5551492570411504926.post-8250879006448563225</id><published>2009-11-08T03:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T03:50:20.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i saw mr gan downstairs my house.&lt;div&gt;i know my place is popular, yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5551492570411504926-8250879006448563225?l=fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/feeds/8250879006448563225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-think-i-saw-mr-gan-downstairs-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/8250879006448563225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5551492570411504926/posts/default/8250879006448563225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fortheupteenthtime.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-think-i-saw-mr-gan-downstairs-my.html' title=''/><author><name>JT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
