<?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-4296047083365190207</id><updated>2011-07-30T09:36:45.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignore me, avoid me, but do not hate me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>116</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-7702298291892616049</id><published>2010-09-11T03:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T03:28:08.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moved</title><content type='html'>www.gyminology.tumblr.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-7702298291892616049?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/7702298291892616049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2010/09/moved.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/7702298291892616049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/7702298291892616049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2010/09/moved.html' title='Moved'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-8835514154510349823</id><published>2010-07-18T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T06:27:54.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I need to vent, very very desperately.</title><content type='html'>Firstly, FUCK EVERYTHING THAT HAS HAPPENED TO ME SO FAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? I did my homework. I did my tutorials. I listened to class. I participated actively in class. I treated my friends with equality. Why did I still fail it all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the beer affecting me? I don't think so, I don't drink very often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe it's the gym. Have I been going to the gym too much? Maybe that's causing me to fail my exams? But no! I have been to gym since Secondary 4. I always topped the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why is it happening now? Why? My head hurts. My body hurts due to gym yesterday. Why is everything failing for me now? Look, I got 3 Us, 2 Ss and 1 C. The C is chinese. I might just as well have just failed everything. Wait, I have haven't I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-8835514154510349823?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/8835514154510349823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-need-to-vent-very-very-desperately.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/8835514154510349823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/8835514154510349823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-need-to-vent-very-very-desperately.html' title='I need to vent, very very desperately.'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-6099429623042113391</id><published>2009-11-15T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T07:54:41.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got so many!</title><content type='html'>So many ideas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, SO LITTLE FRIENDS TO GO OUT WITH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, why is everyone working? Everyone's busy with their own stuff. Nobody wants to go out. Luckily, clever asses in 4/6 4/7 don't need to work, so I'm going out tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escape theme park! Not a extremely good place but it beats doing nothing at home! I'll try to get some pics, but most likely, since all of you know me so well, NO PICS :-X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-6099429623042113391?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/6099429623042113391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/11/ive-got-so-many.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/6099429623042113391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/6099429623042113391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/11/ive-got-so-many.html' title='I&apos;ve got so many!'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-5216388186499784078</id><published>2009-11-13T08:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T08:05:06.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Irony.</title><content type='html'>When we are full of work to do, we say, " When do the holidays come?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the holidays DO come, we say, " Oh my goodness! I am SO bored!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. My blogskin is spoilt. I'll fix it soon. In the meantime, bear with it please haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-5216388186499784078?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/5216388186499784078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/11/irony.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/5216388186499784078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/5216388186499784078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/11/irony.html' title='An Irony.'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-2882495569937096135</id><published>2009-11-05T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T06:38:08.021-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aspirations and Goals!</title><content type='html'>L1R5 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best case&lt;/b&gt; (What I want to achieve!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English- B3&lt;br /&gt;E Maths- A1&lt;br /&gt;A Maths- A1&lt;br /&gt;Combined Science- A1&lt;br /&gt;Combined Humans- A2&lt;br /&gt;Principles of Accounting- A1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Worst Case&lt;/b&gt; (What I actually think I will achieve.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English- C5&lt;br /&gt;E Maths- A1&lt;br /&gt;A Maths- A1&lt;br /&gt;Combined Science- A2&lt;br /&gt;Combined Humans- C5&lt;br /&gt;Principles of Accounting- A2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg. L1R5 16. Let's all go to Yishun Junior College! I really hope I don't score that bad. But 9 suddenly seems so far away. Ugh! One trouble ends when another begins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anyway, today was a bad day. Firstly, I think I totally flunked the POA exam. Got tricked by that lousy question 5. Then my paper 1, I didn't know how to write the theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I GOT REJECTED FROM AN NC16 SHOW. 2 months more people! 2 months and I WILL BE 16!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-2882495569937096135?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/2882495569937096135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/11/aspirations-and-goals.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/2882495569937096135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/2882495569937096135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/11/aspirations-and-goals.html' title='Aspirations and Goals!'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-7622312544976277935</id><published>2009-08-31T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T04:57:43.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RAPE YOUR MA!</title><content type='html'>I love that phrase. For those who don't know, this phrase came from my class's performance! Haha. You know, cheering with a change is actually quite fun! Like, instead of screaming like mindless idiots, why not scream something meaningful, like "RAPE YOUR MA" although that is actually not very meaningful as well, but who cares lol. Joel, FongKiat and me all scream it! Like hell, " RAPE YOUR MA!". Lol, it's still fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day off tomorrow, expected. How can we study without teachers they say. Well haven't the government already come up with some 'Teach less learn more" thing? LOL. Okay, nvm, I shall not talk too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday- Chem/Phys Practical&lt;br /&gt;Thursday- SS/EL Exam&lt;br /&gt;Friday- A Maths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packed to the brim. Woo, if you are still not in secondary 4, remember to study 1 year in advance! It really helps! Don't be like me, failing now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-7622312544976277935?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/7622312544976277935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/rape-your-ma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/7622312544976277935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/7622312544976277935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/rape-your-ma.html' title='RAPE YOUR MA!'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-47504358934425522</id><published>2009-08-29T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T08:28:14.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teacher's day rehearsal!</title><content type='html'>HOLY SHIT I NEVER FELT SO HAPPY FOR QUITE SOME TIME ALREADY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly man, today's teacher's day performance was great! Though we cocked up a little, comments were that those behind were extremely unenthusiastic and front were extremely ENTHUSIASTIC (I'm in the front! YAY!), but I sure had a lot of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, in the midst of fun there would be anger. If you don't know how to be a leader, don't. You're just making yourself lose face. Heck, won't preach too much. If you want attention so much, go be some famous person, if you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I pity 4/5 and 4/7. 4/5 got their couple dance cut out! I think that couple dance part is quite nice you know. Very romantic :-D. Then 4/7 got their entire breakdance part cut out! Like OMG. Heard from them a lot of people cried. I think it is understandable, they practiced so hard just to perform that dance, and in 1 sentence their performance gets cancelled. They must feel indignant, but nonetheless the teachers don't have a choice either, they have to fit so many performances into that little time of about an hour and fifty minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at first people were laughing at my class. We had...something which happened, and that left us only 1 week left to finish our class performance. Guess what, we got NOTHING CUT OUT! Woohoo! Well we got that last minute thing cut out, but who cares that part is pointless. Then those people who practice so much, alas, they still can't dance it. GOGO 4E4! I just typed $E$ lol. We are $.$ (money-faced!).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-47504358934425522?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/47504358934425522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/teachers-day-rehearsal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/47504358934425522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/47504358934425522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/teachers-day-rehearsal.html' title='Teacher&apos;s day rehearsal!'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-3553215609532615292</id><published>2009-08-28T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T07:23:04.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VERY VERY TIRED.</title><content type='html'>WA. I think I danced that GIRLYMAN dance over 20 times already. Definitely. Apparently we are giving out cards to our teachers. Woohoo! Nice man. But I'd rather give my ex-a maths teacher than the current one LOL. But anyway I think the dance is VERY nice. Front a little pointless, but cool nonetheless. And I guess we didn't have much choice. No matter, I'll finish dancing it. GO CHAO-GE LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem and Phys test today, little difficulty, but scary nonetheless because of my complacency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class performance tmr. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-3553215609532615292?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/3553215609532615292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/very-very-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/3553215609532615292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/3553215609532615292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/very-very-tired.html' title='VERY VERY TIRED.'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-8983714235264500752</id><published>2009-08-26T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T07:12:41.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Math, E math. Choose.</title><content type='html'>Some can't do both, some can. I can do both, but not very well. But it is extremely irritating how my A maths teacher only cares about A maths and somehow ignores our E maths. I can feel my E maths steadily getting weaker, and my A maths really doesn't feel any different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's WAY after my curfew, and thus I guess I should get some sleep. GOODNIGHT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-8983714235264500752?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/8983714235264500752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/math-e-math-choose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/8983714235264500752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/8983714235264500752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/math-e-math-choose.html' title='A Math, E math. Choose.'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-1498818817102898430</id><published>2009-08-25T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T05:56:21.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GIRLY MAN!</title><content type='html'>I think the song is damn funny! Honestly, it is good. Although I seriously cannot get used to the steps (yes I fail in dancing), but I think time can help me to grasp it! I think the dance very fun hehe. I think the dance really made my day. It's a time to have fun! I want to keep on playing like that. But we all know, after resiliency course today, IT IS TIME TO STUDY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-1498818817102898430?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/1498818817102898430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/girly-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/1498818817102898430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/1498818817102898430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/girly-man.html' title='GIRLY MAN!'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-3055371311475049980</id><published>2009-08-23T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T03:10:44.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gym, as per usual, yet...</title><content type='html'>I don't know. Nah I'm not getting emotional or anything, gym sessions just feel different now. It feels like a reliever. You know, gym is somehow like a drug. Once you get on it, you can't get off it. I did it as a want in the past, now I'm doing it as a need. After I skipped just 1 week of gym, this gym sessions today feels EXCEPTIONALLY GOOD. Like, 10kg each side 3 sets 8 reps, 2 sets 7.5kg 8 reps, warm up and warm down. Haha. Contrary to popular belief though, I believe gym is not a place only for guys. It is for girls too. I see some girls come in, do some lightweight, run, then go off. Suppose they do it all for the curves. Well, guys want the curves too, just different ones I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I actually made an effort to run in gym today. Woohoo. Ran at 8, for 5 minutes, then went to get some water, and ran at 8 for another 5 minutes. Yiliang ran uphill at 7 for the 1st 5 minutes or so, then ran at 10 on a straight road. No rest. Madness. I felt damn inferior that even though he did that, he didn't perspire at all. But guess what, he did! Haha! He did sweat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gym FTW! Maybe I should put gym over cash. Maybe, in time to come, it might even take over women! (highly unlikely :-P)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-3055371311475049980?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/3055371311475049980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/gym-as-per-usual-yet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/3055371311475049980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/3055371311475049980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/gym-as-per-usual-yet.html' title='Gym, as per usual, yet...'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-8907679273721757382</id><published>2009-08-22T00:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T00:47:08.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultimate wasting of time</title><content type='html'>I just wasted like, 2 hours fixing up this blogskin. Editing templates is tough work. Anyway I got it up just now and I hope that it'll look good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition in 15 minutes. Will do POA when I get back I guess. Try to do as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gym tomorrow! Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-8907679273721757382?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/8907679273721757382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/ultimate-wasting-of-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/8907679273721757382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/8907679273721757382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/ultimate-wasting-of-time.html' title='Ultimate wasting of time'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-6058826054551790322</id><published>2009-08-21T21:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T21:33:39.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ZOMG!</title><content type='html'>BLOGGER SUCKS. I CAN'T TYPE LONG POSTS WITH IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-6058826054551790322?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/6058826054551790322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/zomg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/6058826054551790322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/6058826054551790322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/zomg.html' title='ZOMG!'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-6029587245521594723</id><published>2009-08-20T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T05:38:43.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes being truthful is great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-6029587245521594723?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/6029587245521594723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/sometimes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/6029587245521594723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/6029587245521594723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes...'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-9192255683885663539</id><published>2009-08-18T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T06:58:45.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What're you trying to suggest?</title><content type='html'>Ah heck, maybe I should just ignore whatever you are trying to suggest and enjoy the time together instead. As long as you are happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the Chinese results release. I have a good feeling I will retake given my lousy Chinese. Honestly, I prefer English so much more to Chinese! I promise I will work hard for my English! I have second thoughts about Chinese though. It just, you know, isn't my type. Chinese is a no-no for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combined humanities is another brain-killer. Like OH MY GOD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-9192255683885663539?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/9192255683885663539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/whatre-you-trying-to-suggest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/9192255683885663539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/9192255683885663539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/whatre-you-trying-to-suggest.html' title='What&apos;re you trying to suggest?'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-4848540688560082507</id><published>2009-08-17T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T04:58:45.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow is oral!</title><content type='html'>Using the little time I have left with me left to blog. 5 minutes. Ok no more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orals. We've got enough practice. Good. We now face a strong adversary, but let's face it, we don't have any alternative choice do we? Let us FACE IT WITH CONFIDENCE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-4848540688560082507?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/4848540688560082507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/tomorrow-is-oral.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/4848540688560082507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/4848540688560082507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/tomorrow-is-oral.html' title='Tomorrow is oral!'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-6951580958864274127</id><published>2009-08-16T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T05:15:40.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger is messing up again...</title><content type='html'>Really man, blogger is really messing up much. This is seriously nonsense. Like what the hell is wrong with blogger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not blogged for a while, and these days are simply uninteresting, so don't expect extremely long posts from me. Averagely long ones will do maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekdays are fun. I find oral practices filled with joy. It is the part of the day of which I honestly enjoy the most. Listening to Yuchao's horny jokes, Fongkiat's lame jokes, Suxian going mad...it is really very fun. Even writing this down makes me feel happy. I just feel like laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That should have helped to lengthen the post a little. Haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-6951580958864274127?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/6951580958864274127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/blogger-is-messing-up-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/6951580958864274127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/6951580958864274127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/blogger-is-messing-up-again.html' title='Blogger is messing up again...'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-923300092821119595</id><published>2009-08-11T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T06:49:59.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 days have passed.</title><content type='html'>Things are popping up like no man's business. I don't know, but it isn't anything good. I am now thinking, if I think negatively, I really did get back what I thought. Maybe...it is time to think positively? Maybe...it is time to make a breakthrough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take today's Physics practical as an example. I scored a whooping 6/15! That is the first Physics practical that I failed, and I and deeply hurt. Complacency kills they say. I agree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about another matter. I thought I would not do well for my Physics paper because of my practical. It ends up, I didn't. That's the second setback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third setback is the worst, but I shall not mention. Do not even try to ask me. Until now, only one person knows. Maybe I'll keep it at that. The less, the better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many setbacks, and tomorrow, I might receive another one. No, I must not think like that. I worked 3 hard weeks for tomorrow's set of results, it had better be damned good! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only I-can-say good thing that happened, is maybe...the A maths test? Had fun. Didn't feel like a test at all. But it didn't matter. As long as I know I tried my best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-923300092821119595?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/923300092821119595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/4-days-have-passed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/923300092821119595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/923300092821119595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/4-days-have-passed.html' title='4 days have passed.'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-3243682188108555748</id><published>2009-08-07T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T08:16:44.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired, but extremely happy!</title><content type='html'>Very exciting class performance training today! Can't call it a rehearsal, because there is no 're'. It's the first time. But I am glad that they are able to foster class spirit in half the class. Heck the other half. If they don't want to be together with us, it is their choice. It was really sincerely fun today. I have not have this much fun since...the start of term 3. Something tells me though, term 4 is definitely NOT something to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe in the class. Yet, I can't seem to bring myself to do it. But even though I don't believe, I still go for the training. To have fun! What Mrs Gopala had said contained truth in it. It is our last year. Yes, study hard. But for those who do, they must also remember to play hard. I would not say that I have studied extremely hard, but I know I have done something. I guess this must be my returns. And I honestly am happy with it. Okay, maybe just content. But it does not matter. We played hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disgust. Loathe. Hate. Things that I have not experienced at all are being introduced into my head. Even at individuals closest to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I ask myself, have I experienced love? Genuine love? Or is there no such thing in the world? Is it all just a movie show? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hate, you must first love, they say. Who knows what it means.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-3243682188108555748?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/3243682188108555748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/tired-but-extremely-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/3243682188108555748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/3243682188108555748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/tired-but-extremely-happy.html' title='Tired, but extremely happy!'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-4812830501334866770</id><published>2009-08-06T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T06:18:19.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And now I know the full story.</title><content type='html'>She told me the other half. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out with each other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-4812830501334866770?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/4812830501334866770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-now-i-know-full-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/4812830501334866770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/4812830501334866770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-now-i-know-full-story.html' title='And now I know the full story.'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-2710993423766347248</id><published>2009-08-06T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T06:16:16.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Secrets: REVEALED</title><content type='html'>I know half of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He say that they had probably apologized because they apparently said something that was extremely wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say that he should not care too much. It is good that they have apologized. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, you can say all the things about me. I don't really care. Nope, I'm not angry. I have been through worse. I still remember the times in secondary 2. I had absolutely no friends at all. Now, even if you are just being a friend on the surface, in front of my face, I appreciate it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I have found true friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fake friends are aplenty, they talk bad about you behind your back, Some people might call them pure hypocrites. But...maybe, I'll just tell them that, good. You are frank. &lt;br /&gt;However, why not speak up to the person in his face about shortcomings? I'm sure they will appreciate it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last! I'm not angry! So stop coming and msn-ing me about whether I'm okay. Like, DUH I'M OKAY. Seriously, how many times have you seen me angry? Haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-2710993423766347248?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/2710993423766347248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/secrets-revealed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/2710993423766347248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/2710993423766347248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/secrets-revealed.html' title='Secrets: REVEALED'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-2994739746887405517</id><published>2009-08-06T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T04:01:43.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The full story</title><content type='html'>I want to know the full story before I comment. I am not angry, I just want to know what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Joel- Maybe they are, maybe they aren't. It does not matter. As I said, as long as I get my results, I don't care if people step on me tens and thousands of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Charlene- I am not angry. I just want to know what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to grow up. I don't want to get thrown into the way adults live, always finding a way to be better at other's costs. After all, there is no choice. For example, if you want to be a manager, the last manager has to be sacked. &lt;br /&gt;Yet why do you all keep pushing me into the harsh world? I am a timid boy, despite what you all might think. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe...I really am humji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe...It is time to let go of the protection. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe...I should now be independent.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe...It is the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, no more maybe-s. &lt;br /&gt;It is time to face the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-2994739746887405517?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/2994739746887405517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/full-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/2994739746887405517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/2994739746887405517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/full-story.html' title='The full story'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-1358133788632676842</id><published>2009-08-04T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T07:04:53.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shit.</title><content type='html'>I failed my English Orals. Depressed. Joel was the benchmark. Sure had set one hard one. If I had passed with that benchmark, I would probably be damned good already. Not that a lot of people from our batch had passed the orals. Joel was one I guess, 83/100. Very very astounding indeed. Real impressive too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to stay back every single day until 6 for Orals. But I guess it doesn't matter. After all, group coaching is a beverage (priviledge) and an entitlement. Which brings me to...Mr Tan IKAN's talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's list down his mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;1) He picked on the China students. That was a bad choice. China people are not like Singaporeans, whom we all are. Singaporeans are dogs, yes that includes myself. We all listen to the government. Tell me, how often do we challenge it? Do you hear of riots in Singapore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) He picked on students based on only oral results. Bad thing to gauge someone on. Look a PY. Potential A1 student, yet because of the oral results, he has to get scolded? And the PRINCIPAL DID NOT EVEN KNOW WHAT WAS GOING ON. HE SAID PY WAS INFLUENCED BY LUCAS. THEY DON'T EVEN KNOW EACH OTHER FISH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some more, which I didn't pen down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We support you Guo Xin. If you wish to bring the matter up to the principal, know that we are behind you. He has no right to insult you people. We are all equal, as humans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-1358133788632676842?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/1358133788632676842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/shit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/1358133788632676842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/1358133788632676842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/shit.html' title='Shit.'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-7042232429820803172</id><published>2009-08-03T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T07:17:03.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahh! No time!</title><content type='html'>Oh no. I got 5 minutes to write this blog post and I have already spent 3 talking to Joel! Ok. I spent like, an hour doing Chem. Chem kills man. Haha! Still got one last part left. Hmm...the section C. Also, I only did like one and a half question on POA. That sucks man. Ugh! 3 more questions to go for POA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was those kind of days where everything was okay. Like, nothing much interesting happened. Well, okay, maybe one or two. Apparently I got kind of famous by scoring 35/40 for the Magnetism test. I'm like, err...okay. You study for that test you can surely score. Well, apparently they didn't study. Second one was unexpected, I scored full marks for my practical. That was unexpected. Didn't expect it at all. Anyway met up with a fierce competitor- Whitney! Haha. Scary woman, so hardworking! Better match that!\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a trip home with Joel. He pangseh Cassan come with me lol. But he also PS whitney and charmaine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John has got a 5 day MC. Lucky ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er, I'm still weak in my languages and Humanities.&lt;br /&gt;How to improve?&lt;br /&gt;Anyone wants to help?&lt;br /&gt;Can do a trade =)&lt;br /&gt;I can teach u either Maths or Science, though Physics and Maths are more preferred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no I'm 15 minutes off curfew BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-7042232429820803172?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/7042232429820803172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/ahh-no-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/7042232429820803172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/7042232429820803172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/ahh-no-time.html' title='Ahh! No time!'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-2113182119221507581</id><published>2009-08-02T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T07:00:19.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today we had a gym session!</title><content type='html'>I love gym sessions. It makes my whole body hurt. And you can actually feel which muscle you are using for various activity. For one, I found out that I actually use my biceps when opening the door! Another, I found out that when scraping the back of your head while bathing, it requires tricep muscles! Nothing much uses chest though...or maybe everything uses it! Just a little. Well in any case my chest is still flabby. So are my arms. And my legs. And my spare tyre. ARGH. EVERY PART OF ME IS STILL FULL OF FATS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gym sessions are somehow always fun. Despite this particular session to only have 3 people, we still found it fun. The 3 people were - Yiliang, LianPing, Me! Well they all certainly had their reasons. Karthikan - Class performance, John - down with flu, Clivan - can't make it. And I also feel extremely weak. 2 reasons. 1) Have not trained for a week already. 2) Pia 5 reps of 10kg each side bench press. Yep, I am weak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! The time. Wanted to play Pokemon DP but turns out...there is no more time. What a waste.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-2113182119221507581?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/2113182119221507581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-we-had-gym-session.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/2113182119221507581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/2113182119221507581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-we-had-gym-session.html' title='Today we had a gym session!'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-7589966032816419932</id><published>2009-08-01T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T08:04:30.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekends don't usually have anything that happens out-of-the-ordinary.</title><content type='html'>Yea. How boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-7589966032816419932?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/7589966032816419932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/weekends-dont-usually-have-anything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/7589966032816419932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/7589966032816419932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/08/weekends-dont-usually-have-anything.html' title='Weekends don&apos;t usually have anything that happens out-of-the-ordinary.'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-7710880239684077868</id><published>2009-07-31T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T08:24:33.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its already 11:20 when I just started writing.</title><content type='html'>I'm supposed to sleep at 11. But I'll go as soon as I finish this. Damn interesting thing happened to me about one and a half hours ago. So it was 10pm and I looked at the clock.I was like, "Shit, my curfew is up. I had better go to sleep soon." I mean really, it was 10pm and my mom would be screaming at me any time then. then I dragged on till 10.10. I realised it was 10 minutes past my curfew and then I rushed out to try to reassure my mom's mind. Weirdly, she didn't mind me still awake at all. So I asked her, " Wo hai mei you shui, ni wei shen me mei you jiang wo? (I have not slept, yet why aren't you scolding me?)" Then she replied, "TOMORROW SATURDAY LA! YOU SIAO ALREADY AR!" I was dumbfounded. Interesting huh. And I guarantee this is 100% true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I caught my Lugia. Haha, now just kill Elite Four countless times and evolve my dragonair and pupita. Other than that, probably study a little POA over this weekend. Argh, having a hard time pushing my eyelids up. Read the newspaper then off to sleep already. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-7710880239684077868?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/7710880239684077868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-already-1120-when-i-just-started.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/7710880239684077868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/7710880239684077868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-already-1120-when-i-just-started.html' title='Its already 11:20 when I just started writing.'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-3507006819255547207</id><published>2009-07-29T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T06:41:26.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Realbored</title><content type='html'>Lessons these days I must admit are EVERYTHING but FUN! Oh my god. Really man. I need something, ANYTHING to jolt me up. It is just simply...boring. I had never found classes these boring since term 3 started man. WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm becoming more and more worried for my results. I have deproved. I feel it. I''m getting complacent. I need to get myself back on the track. I'm getting a little too cocky. I had better study before the worst happens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also noticed something. I noticed a lost something. I lost something deep in my heart. It was etched into me since young. I loved to do it. &lt;br /&gt;SMILE.&lt;br /&gt;Happiness!&lt;br /&gt;Where have these 2 gone? For those who are closer to me, you would probably notice that I aren't extremely happy these days. At least not as ecstatic as those days in the past. It had gone like, overnight! Well the 2 girls beside me MIGHT have noticed. When term 3 started and I first went to sit beside them, I was a mischievous little boy, earning happiness in other's demise. I loved to play then. I remembered. For every small thing, I am content. No, not even content. Im actually HAPPY. But now, achievements are nothing. My own achievements are honestly NOTHING to me now. It isn't that I'm trying to show off or anything, but really, I realised. My aim isn't to score . I want deep in my heart to help others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see other's faces light up, I feel myself beaming with energy as well. Honestly, I would say, I do get envious when someone scores better than me in a subject I am good at, but I usually keep it to myself. If he/she will come to ask me a question on that subject, I would more than willingly help. But now, I am becoming...emotionless. Yes. I know. You see me smile in class, walking home, but have you ever wondered, if those smiles of mine contained actual happiness? If you have and have come to the right conclusion after reading this post, I applaud you. If not... no problem. I don't know why I don't feel the happiness that I feel in the past. If this is what you people call 'maturing', I'd rather not have it. It is painful you know. I don't want to lose happiness to be 'cool' I honestly don't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-3507006819255547207?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/3507006819255547207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/realbored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/3507006819255547207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/3507006819255547207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/realbored.html' title='Realbored'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-16082807497319964</id><published>2009-07-26T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T07:00:20.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahh, blogger seems to be getting a LITTLE better.</title><content type='html'>Did I blog today? I don't know. I can't remember. Too many things on my head. I just want to...you know, write. Ahh I think I'm just a little worried about tomorrow's English Preliminary Orals. I don't know, but I don't seem prepared. Nonetheless, I shall work my best tomorrow. I have confidence in speaking English most definitely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like a lot of people have already started revision for various subjects. I really need something to push me on. I know what I need. I really do. Unfortunately, I need someone to...you know, help me with that. I will not reveal that here of course, it is private. However if you really want to know, come and ask me. I MIGHT oblige. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there is English. The bane of me. It is not that I hate it. In fact, both my languages suck. I don't even believe that I am talking. I realised you know, that I am a straight thinking guy. I can't really think out of the box, leading to my atrocious English results. I'm kinda of a dead person, basing my facts on...well...facts of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning to admirers of me: I am an extremely boring person.&lt;br /&gt;(If there are admirers)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-16082807497319964?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/16082807497319964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/ahh-blogger-seems-to-be-getting-little.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/16082807497319964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/16082807497319964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/ahh-blogger-seems-to-be-getting-little.html' title='Ahh, blogger seems to be getting a LITTLE better.'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-4587852402566777004</id><published>2009-07-25T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T07:10:17.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>o.0!</title><content type='html'>Blogger is making an attempt to fix it's lousy bug, but with little success looking at the screen now. At least I don't type into that small box now right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the whole day today playing Pokemon Diamond and Pearl. What a horrific waste of time. But hell, it was nice. The graphics have greatly improved compared to the other pokemon versions. Wi-Fi and many minigames were added. I'm okay with the minigames, not that I LOVE them or anything. But I have to admit, effort has definitely been put into this DP version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering to get a DS, but looking at project natal, I think DS might be a waste of money. Might as well save up for the to-be-1k+-projectnatal. The technology is abnormally amazing! But the price is of course, at the higher-end. Nonetheless, it is AMAZING AND I TOTALLY WANT TO GET IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caught my suicune on my handphone's crystal version of the pokemon. Yes I know I'm desperately behind time. You all must've gotten to Kanto region already! And here I am still stuck in Jhoto! Stop going so fast guys! Wait up! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-4587852402566777004?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/4587852402566777004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/o0.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/4587852402566777004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/4587852402566777004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/o0.html' title='o.0!'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-4699163188959524099</id><published>2009-07-24T16:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T16:58:35.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arghzorxzxzxz are you two even reading my blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-4699163188959524099?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/4699163188959524099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/arghzorxzxzxz-are-you-two-even-reading.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/4699163188959524099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/4699163188959524099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/arghzorxzxzxz-are-you-two-even-reading.html' title='Arghzorxzxzxz are you two even reading my blog'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-2122999297080942529</id><published>2009-07-24T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T07:42:19.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There we go again...</title><content type='html'>Don't really like this at all. People should all stop quarrelling. Come on! Each person leave a little. Both of you stop trying to find trouble. Too free go do TYS of whatever subject you wish. I'll honestly tell you, if you ever tried to rush finish a TYS of any chapter, you would realise that you have ALOT of things you don't know. This applies to both of you. Don't start. Causes lots of pain when you guys start. Just stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'll talk about Thursday. A fun day indeed! In the face of real professionals in badminton, I really looked puny. But no matter! FongKiat is nice and has taught me how to smack! He says all I need now is to practice more! Yea! But my arm hurts T.T He said that's normal, I just have to get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days like today simply come and go. Today was like any other day. Seems now I don't really feel the normal satisfaction of a Friday already. Am I...enjoying school? Probably, since I would rather stay in school than come home. But now my new reason to come home has arrived! A brand new monitor screen! At 23 inches, it is the largest widescreen HD monitor I have ever seen! It's bigger than ALL my other past monitors! Love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-2122999297080942529?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/2122999297080942529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/there-we-go-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/2122999297080942529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/2122999297080942529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/there-we-go-again.html' title='There we go again...'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-6053489504207590586</id><published>2009-07-22T01:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T01:35:25.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger is surely problematic</title><content type='html'>Ehh, this is just weird. Typing into this small white whole at the bottom of the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today's LC test was OKAY, because I only have 1 question wrong. And looking at the amount of people with 1 question wrong, I think it was pretty alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr we'll get back our physics test. I'm not looking for any satisfaction at all. Anyway I don't think I will maintain. Useless test IMO. The test only put in some extra questions, which were really...pointless. Anyone could answer them. It makes me wonder why Wee put them in at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, typing into this small box just seems weird. I'll post longer ones when blogger solves its problems.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-6053489504207590586?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/6053489504207590586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/blogger-is-surely-problematic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/6053489504207590586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/6053489504207590586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/blogger-is-surely-problematic.html' title='Blogger is surely problematic'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-3445307334621404212</id><published>2009-07-18T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T00:58:46.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscing the past- Coast to coast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2T4Y2mViyU0"&gt;Coast to coast- Westlife&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I had an urge to listen to this song. Really makes me remember the times. Remember all the times, when I was in primary school, the fun, the wrong, and the sad. I cried a few times in primary school, and I won't say I havn't in secondary school. Just less. But I heard this song when I was still VERY young. A little too long ago for me to remember the exact dates. It's earlier than DotA 5.8x I think. My bro used to dota at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the times, when heroes were only RK, VS, etc. Haha! My brother used to love to play VS. And I used to love RK. Oh the fun times. The times when I didn't have to worry about exams at all! Just...play on. Now, times have changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't stop studying. The only time off we have is in the weekends, which is also negated due to homework. Now, we still can take some time off during the weekends. But as the GCE O'level exams inch closer, will we still have the chance? It makes me wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now listening to &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YVuttMYrBmU"&gt;Uptown girl- Westlife&lt;/a&gt;. Haha can't stop listening to old songs. Maybe I should opt for older pop. RandB maybe? I wonder then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG its 4 already. Time to go tuition!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-3445307334621404212?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/3445307334621404212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/reminiscing-past-coast-to-coast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/3445307334621404212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/3445307334621404212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/reminiscing-past-coast-to-coast.html' title='Reminiscing the past- Coast to coast'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-930792696459096667</id><published>2009-07-17T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T08:40:19.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired.</title><content type='html'>I'm tired. Skippinh today's post haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-930792696459096667?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/930792696459096667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/930792696459096667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/930792696459096667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/tired.html' title='Tired.'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-8508659715555714427</id><published>2009-07-16T06:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T06:52:20.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The snake hissed...will he bite?</title><content type='html'>I suspect most of you already know who I am talking about. There was a warning sign today, will he bite tomorrow? I wonder. But, if he does bite, he'll definitely find himself laid in a series of unfortunate traps, finally deciding his fate-death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like I want people to lose their jobs over something, but scolding children &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IDIOTS&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STUPID&lt;/span&gt; is really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MENTAL ABUSE&lt;/span&gt;. We can and have the authority to make you lose your job, and since you care so much about your kids, you should seriously start to reconsider. Sending away our nice Mario was a mistake, although he didn't really make me DAMN good in physics. This snake might just break this class. I don't like you. You pick on people on your temper. Seriously man, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LEARN TO CONTROL IT&lt;/span&gt;. If you can't, bloody stop teaching. Or do we have to make you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me quote a few particular incidents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) This guy called Y usually shouted across the class at damn high amplitudes and guess what? This snake simply treated it as a normal answer. Then this other guy, called X, whispers to his friend, desperately trying to NOT disrupt the lesson, and this snake bites him. What is the logic behind this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) 3(or more) friends came up from lunch not too much time ago. Just about 5 minutes. Not too much is it? So this snake happened to walk into the area where they were in and found the place in a mess. Without giving a chance for them to explain, he bit. What is the logic behind this then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't deserve his job. Now, we only need an initiator. Once it takes off, a flurry of blows shall roll down on him. Possibly, no, surely, overwhelming him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now time for some comic relief!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy X was sitting at the back with Girl Y. Guys A and B were sitting right in front of them. So X and Y were trying desperately to do their chemistry assignment. Then X suddenly saw a crane he folded the day before. Under it bore Y's name. So X shouted over to A and B, " Wa! Y, why you draw on my 'niao'(Chinese for bird)." So A and B misunderstood and laughed. After a moment, X started laughing as well. Y then started to scream like some mad woman. So X went and said, " Oh no! No more steads for me! I'm BOOKED by Y! Oh no!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahaha can't stop laughing. Joke of the day! =P.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-8508659715555714427?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/8508659715555714427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/snake-hissedwill-he-bite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/8508659715555714427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/8508659715555714427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/snake-hissedwill-he-bite.html' title='The snake hissed...will he bite?'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-7169354337210938666</id><published>2009-07-14T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T06:14:32.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100th post, and lots of things to talk about.</title><content type='html'>Well I have reached my 100th post. Looks like blogging has become part of everyday activity for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a new blogskin. But somehow sometimes something will always happen. Like cannot detect or something. Wow did I just use 'somehow sometimes something'? What a cool...well...saying? I don't know. Just sounds pretty nice. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having slight headaches these few days. Argh it is really killing me. But O'levels are coming. No way I'm not going to not go to school. School is a must considering my personality. I will almost NEVER study at home. Though sometimes I do push myself, but it is really rarely. Here it comes again. It simply keeps on coming and going. Having abit of flu and cough too. Just lack the fever before I can fully get H1N1. But honestly I really hope I don't. Studying in school is fun, with all the friends around me. I don't want to get myself in trouble, and not study. Also I don't want to get those around me infected too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems I got 3rd for my chemistry test. Far from expectation. Was expecting full marks or Astar at least, with A1 as the really lowest point I should reach. Guess what. I got B4. Shows what? I didn't study enough. I don't understand chemistry as much as I understand Physics. Anyway Physics and Mathematics are combined so really, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to do listing soon. If you wanna know what the list is about, ask me. I may or may not tell you though. That list can cause traumatic changes and may even cause many to hate each other. Okay don't ask me about the listing. I'll do it privately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I do? I apparently ain't a jack of all trades going by my results, but neither do I want to be a jack of all trades. No, I'm not satisfied. Only a KING of all trades can satisfy me. But looking at me, I can say I'm barely a PRINCE at some, and BEGGARS at others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like Yiliang is looking for a partner to chat. Off I go now to celebrate the 1st time any of my blogs has reached 100 posts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-7169354337210938666?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/7169354337210938666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/100th-post-and-lots-of-things-to-talk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/7169354337210938666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/7169354337210938666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/100th-post-and-lots-of-things-to-talk.html' title='100th post, and lots of things to talk about.'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-5958434165764723419</id><published>2009-07-13T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T06:09:40.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone said something to me.</title><content type='html'>Someone said something to me after I asked her something. She said, " We have done the same thing over and over again everyday. In the morning, we go to school. When we go back home, we have to eat dinner, then we continue to go doing our homework. Lastly we end it off with sleeping. At the next day, we continue to do the same things over and over again." I totally agree with this. I mean, totally man. It's like, how many % of the school doesn't repeat this? Less than 30% I would presume. Argh, but life must go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recieved back my other Physics test today. Depressing again. Failed to reach my target, with about 3 marks of carelessness, and 2 because I didn't study enough. Still 2 marks away. 2 marks, because I have no idea how to do that question, well now I do know though. Well, a little?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99th post. Tomorrow ought to be excellent. Speaking of which, I'm getting back chemistry test results tomorrow. I'm honestly not too confident about tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revision test on Social Studies is also tomorrow. I don't feel like studying for Social Studies. But, I don't have much of a choice, so I shall do it anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-5958434165764723419?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/5958434165764723419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/someone-said-something-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/5958434165764723419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/5958434165764723419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/someone-said-something-to-me.html' title='Someone said something to me.'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-2512028731456776249</id><published>2009-07-11T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T00:29:26.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A difficult choice.</title><content type='html'>Where is the fun without difficulty? So many problems, so many solutions as well. Maths, for example, can consist of several answers to the question. I can take the difficult way and go through more than 10 steps to get the answer, or be intelligent and use only 3 steps. It is all a matter of choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, whatever one lacks in distance, it makes up with difficulty. Having a higher intellectual ability will allow you to take the shorter route out. Think before you act!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have spoken before about the class' bonding. Will we drift further apart? Most of us don't like Mr R, but honestly speaking, I don't really like him either. Ms K is much better compared to him. Will he make or break our class? Now I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends come and go. I do not want to lose my friends when the competition becomes too fierce. I can see the tension in everyone already for the upcoming examinations. It is okay to study hard, but do not forsake your friends for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-2512028731456776249?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/2512028731456776249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/difficult-choice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/2512028731456776249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/2512028731456776249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/difficult-choice.html' title='A difficult choice.'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-549142204902009147</id><published>2009-07-10T05:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T06:01:43.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New feeling- mix of fear and sadness.</title><content type='html'>Yiliang hope you aren't angry anymore. Really got fear and sadness. Whatever I said in the afternoon is truth and nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my mistake this time. Though I don't think it is a mistake, I think it is a serious WRONGDOING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry bro. Your trust was put wrongly. Maybe next time, trust me less?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea about my smirk/smile, it means nothing. I like to smile. I have smiled from primary 1 to sec 4. It's just a natural habit to put my shame behind me. So that I can be shameless. Or else, I would feel shame like no other. I probably can even bear to talk to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-549142204902009147?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/549142204902009147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-feeling-mix-of-fear-and-sadness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/549142204902009147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/549142204902009147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-feeling-mix-of-fear-and-sadness.html' title='New feeling- mix of fear and sadness.'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-5845236080115166656</id><published>2009-07-09T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T03:13:11.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>96th post- physics test today</title><content type='html'>Reaching my 100th. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shucks man. Questions I cannot do. Not really that I don't know how to do them though. It is just that, I don't know whether I'm right or wrong. That makes me feel damn weird. During the last test, I KNOW that I was 90% correct. Which turns out I did. But now, I didn't really expect the questions and I really am not really confident of beating many people. Oh well, there goes my 1st dream+ my 2nd dream. Anyway it's a dream so I might as well forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry tomorrow though. Hard according to many friends in my class. Need to brush up on the old chapters and make sure I know ALOT about air and metals! Major chapters! MUST KNOW! Haha, how now brown cow. People are studying hard, but I'm still slacking. I can see everything close, but still not close enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to let the bone be within my grasp, any time I need it, I'll simply grasp it. In my current situation, I can say that my bone is in the olympic-sized swimming pool, waiting for me to find it. It isn't difficult, but wouldn't it be easier to just pick it up? I'd say, some people in my class have their bone in the Pacific Ocean, and some certainly have it in a puddle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm facing fierce competitors, can I keep my crown? Have I even gotten my crown? If I havn't, I had better start to get it. FOR THE CROWN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-5845236080115166656?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/5845236080115166656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/96th-post-physics-test-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/5845236080115166656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/5845236080115166656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/96th-post-physics-test-today.html' title='96th post- physics test today'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-8946873174997587166</id><published>2009-07-08T03:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T03:24:44.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Most people are happy. YOU are unfortunately the one who did not get your facts right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-8946873174997587166?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/8946873174997587166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/most-people-are-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/8946873174997587166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/8946873174997587166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/most-people-are-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-4186125867997523519</id><published>2009-07-07T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T07:24:48.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm ya HW has a point there YJ. Winning a DotA match does not give you this &gt;&gt;&gt; $$$. Well I think it does abit, but it won't feed you for a lifetime =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's going to say like, when did I say I am superior? Let me change that HW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Quote: Lastly, does calling other people"kid"or "wishful" makes you more superior?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, does it mean that you are not childish? The fact that you find a point to quarrel with me is already childish. Since you already scolded me childish so I might as well be childish. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O btw, no title so its a quarrelling post. NOT a 'to my beloved' LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-4186125867997523519?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/4186125867997523519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/hmm-ya-hw-has-point-there-yj.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/4186125867997523519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/4186125867997523519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/hmm-ya-hw-has-point-there-yj.html' title=''/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-1729802086178937049</id><published>2009-07-07T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T04:27:45.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just to declare...and others.</title><content type='html'>No title ones are for the one and only =), and those with titles are for all to see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, and today I got back my physics test. Didn't get my target-full marks. A little sad, but a little something made up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn suck sia my Chinese Oral today. It's only 5 minutes! Emelia warned us to talk for about 10 minutes at least! Then Joel went on and said that if the teacher didn't prompt you(which she didn't), there can be 2 conclusions. 1) You're so good she doesn't have to talk about anything at all. 2) You suck so bad she has nothing to prompt you about. On my case, I think the latter is more likely. Shit =X.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the people who took the chem test told me to watch out for it. I think I might have to take it tomorrow, so I had better move on to take it! After all, chem IS more difficult that physics for me! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can achieve my target of beating everyone in the class by prelim. I'll work hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-1729802086178937049?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/1729802086178937049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-to-declareand-others.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/1729802086178937049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/1729802086178937049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-to-declareand-others.html' title='Just to declare...and others.'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-2763688970666663194</id><published>2009-07-07T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T04:19:07.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The match is already lost. The whole team knows it only left you only. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: and I'm saying that I accept other's opinion, not say I selfish therefore accept other's opinion o.0!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-2763688970666663194?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/2763688970666663194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/match-is-already-lost.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/2763688970666663194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/2763688970666663194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/match-is-already-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-771994774313562556</id><published>2009-07-07T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T02:41:47.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>That means I accept other's opinion, unlike you, who insist on your opinion. How does that prove that I only care about myself? In fact, many say I care about others more than I do myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-771994774313562556?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/771994774313562556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/that-means-i-accept-others-opinion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/771994774313562556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/771994774313562556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/that-means-i-accept-others-opinion.html' title=''/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-5785761098808976343</id><published>2009-07-05T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T23:39:43.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yea...indeed. Its just a game to me, but it might not be to others. But I'm me so oh well. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-5785761098808976343?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/5785761098808976343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/yea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/5785761098808976343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/5785761098808976343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/yea.html' title=''/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-5688113546346245336</id><published>2009-07-05T05:29:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T05:32:10.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;&gt;&gt;YJ</title><content type='html'>Hmm let us see. What did I do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not take a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GAME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; seriously...hmm yea...so it was about the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GAME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-5688113546346245336?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/5688113546346245336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/yj.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/5688113546346245336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/5688113546346245336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/yj.html' title='&gt;&gt;&gt;YJ'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-4046510545429706768</id><published>2009-07-05T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T04:41:01.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE NEW PHONE</title><content type='html'>I got my new phone today! Not really those phones that are DAMN NEW that come out like 1 or 2 days ago, but new nonetheless haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Sony Ericsson W595! Its blue in colour. Haha. I know what some people might be thinking, but no I'm not trying to copy anyone. This is my originality. Hmm...Its cheap (well kinda) at 98 bucks, compared to the others. It's the highest priced phone of the low-end phones haha. Phones after this one costs as much at 400 bucks, with the lowest one at 200 bucks. Of course, there were cheaper ones, like Joel's phone, but after listening to all their auto-restart comments, I think it sucks. Then there are some complains about the phone HangWei is using on the web, so I decided against it too. It costs $0 and $28 respectively. Haha, looks like I'm stuck with 595 till 2011!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And amazingly, it had already gone through a hardship with me. I ran under the rain today. Yep, I became drenched. The phone survived in my pocket. I feel so proud of it! Haha, shall cherish it more now &lt;3 =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-4046510545429706768?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/4046510545429706768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-new-phone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/4046510545429706768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/4046510545429706768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-new-phone.html' title='WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE NEW PHONE'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-5098215194134171681</id><published>2009-07-04T00:23:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T00:24:48.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG OMg Omg omg...</title><content type='html'>WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. I had hole in 1 for pool! Yaye! When you shoot the ball for the first break, and the black ball goes in, YOU WIN! AND THAT HAPPENED TO ME! YAYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So over the top so obviously someone else cant spoil my mood. Not that anything spoils my mood. Teehee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-5098215194134171681?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/5098215194134171681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/omg-omg-omg-omg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/5098215194134171681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/5098215194134171681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/omg-omg-omg-omg.html' title='OMG OMg Omg omg...'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-3900545604408852441</id><published>2009-07-04T00:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T00:23:15.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You talk too much. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-3900545604408852441?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/3900545604408852441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-talk-too-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/3900545604408852441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/3900545604408852441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-talk-too-much.html' title=''/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-8719622029056726279</id><published>2009-07-03T07:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T07:45:50.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel no guilt over someone like you.</title><content type='html'>Frivolous means flirt(Before i check dict.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frivolous means carefree, happy(After I check dict.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must be carefree and happy to be a flirt hahahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-8719622029056726279?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/8719622029056726279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-feel-no-guilt-over-someone-like-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/8719622029056726279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/8719622029056726279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-feel-no-guilt-over-someone-like-you.html' title='I feel no guilt over someone like you.'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-7295939855243963189</id><published>2009-07-03T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T03:40:46.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The end...is the start of another story.</title><content type='html'>It's finally the end of the first week! Sure was hectic, but I'm sure we all enjoyed the busy lives again. This time, it's real. I am damned tired and didn't have time during the weekends to workout at all. Today, I shall do something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, just 2 sets of 10 bicep curls have gotten me damned tired. I'm growing so weak. Heck, exams matter more than your body. Wait no, you should achieve a balance. Maybe I should reduce time in front of the comp, which will allow me to have larger amounts of time for both working out and studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning to cover physics and chem over this weekend. Monday I shall intensively read the blue chinese book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still am open to any invitations to go out on sats and suns, but rmb, I have tuition classes at 1600 and 1000 respectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(To that someone: I know you won't stop given your attitude, so I will stop. Time to stop.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-7295939855243963189?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/7295939855243963189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/endis-start-of-another-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/7295939855243963189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/7295939855243963189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/endis-start-of-another-story.html' title='The end...is the start of another story.'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-1408745588336886275</id><published>2009-07-02T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T07:04:25.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>Firstly, the lessons today were damn-ed fun. Practical rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your past is but a shadow of the present, meant to be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did have my own view. Notice I did not leave you, when everyone else did. You yourself made me leave it. Know your mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no point being sad all day. Rather than being sad, why not be happy? I'm just friends with everyone, does that prove that I am frivolous? Fongkiat can sms many girls at one time, even talk with them. Does that prove that he is frivolous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, your age says it all. You have been through one year more than me. But yet, I was not talking about the advanced things in life. I would not fight a losing battle would I? I am talking about studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't lionizing you.Seriously, your lousy past is your business, none of mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-1408745588336886275?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/1408745588336886275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/1408745588336886275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/1408745588336886275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-951408530693618873</id><published>2009-07-02T03:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T04:01:06.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So you finally read it...</title><content type='html'>You said u would'nt tolerate someone insulting another person close to you. Didn't you do the same thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past can be forgotten, but you chose to remember it. You are making an effort to improve, but I'll tell you, work on your basics first. Without friends, this world is nothing. I know your last few friends. I wouldn't even say last few. How about...last ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no correct or wrong judgement. However you INSIST on your point of view, of which most of us do not agree. That, is what I am talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a kid, I am happy about it. Some might say being a kid is a weakness, but I do not. Notice I said SOME. I didn't point specifically. I take my weaknesses, and make them into strengths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My advice for you...there is no point studying at the last minute. But given your capability, I believe you can. But start from the basics! There is no point knowing the advanced things but forgetting about the basics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-951408530693618873?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/951408530693618873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-you-finally-read-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/951408530693618873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/951408530693618873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-you-finally-read-it.html' title='So you finally read it...'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-6919021133719910554</id><published>2009-07-01T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T05:02:36.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its getting monotonous.</title><content type='html'>Everyday the same things go on and on. I come home and repeat the same things. I wonder now, do I even have time to do my own things? Caught up with homework, I don't even have enough time to do my weights. But everyday I come home from school, I repeat the same steps, over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Read newspaper&lt;br /&gt;2) Facebook/blog&lt;br /&gt;3) Watch 7-8pm Chnl 8 show&lt;br /&gt;4) Eat dinner.&lt;br /&gt;5) Check for any school stuff that's urgent.&lt;br /&gt;6) Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh... I'm looking to change it to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Read newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;2) Watch 7-8pm chnl8 show ( Cannot let go of this la, my only stress-relief)&lt;br /&gt;3) Dinner&lt;br /&gt;4) Facebook/blog (Short time)&lt;br /&gt;5) Revise a particular chpt that day/ Do homework.&lt;br /&gt;6) Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much difference huh. But I need that revise a particular chpt that day. Not many weeks left. Well for this week I'd better start SAYING things RIGHT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-6919021133719910554?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/6919021133719910554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-getting-monotonous.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/6919021133719910554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/6919021133719910554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-getting-monotonous.html' title='Its getting monotonous.'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-1045581421118038077</id><published>2009-06-29T03:16:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T03:27:02.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL. Sitting arrangement.</title><content type='html'>Haha Ms Koh got me there again. I completely did not expect this. I am not sitting next to someone I want to, neither am I sitting next to someone I don't want to. It's just neutral. I love this sense of finding something out and it wasn't something I expected. Doing something expected is just....boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't able to sleep yesterday, haha that sense of 'not knowing what it is but wishing for it to happen' was too strong. That sense of mystery? is just cool la. Damn damn tired. Slept at 10, woke up at 11, slept again at 12, then woke up again at 2:30, then slept again at 3, lastly woke up at 5:55, supposed to normally wake up at 5:45 but was late haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family got a maid today. Yea she's learning the ropes to survive in my house. But hell, work in my house is damn slack. All of us are already old enough to do our own things. She can probably sleep at 10 everyday sharp LOL. But I suppose that's natural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn tired. ZzZ I hope I can sleep more tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. New divide rocks!&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. Transformers 2 rocks more =P&lt;br /&gt;P.P.P.S. Megan Fox is hot, too bad she's a transexual and a bisexual.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-1045581421118038077?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/1045581421118038077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/06/lol-sitting-arrangement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/1045581421118038077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/1045581421118038077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/06/lol-sitting-arrangement.html' title='LOL. Sitting arrangement.'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-4834776262286712184</id><published>2009-06-27T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T04:04:28.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TA8rdv1BJ08/SkYw6wylIVI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/N92dBRdjX04/s1600-h/DSC01701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TA8rdv1BJ08/SkYw6wylIVI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/N92dBRdjX04/s320/DSC01701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352018993264009554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks cassan. 4th from left, that's me. Secondary 2. Joel recognised me in 1 look. WTF? I used 3 looks, YL and PY couldn't even recognise me till I told them. LOOK AT MY MUSHROOM HAIR. Lets start ranking the most changed-to least changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)gene&lt;br /&gt;2)Jianlun&lt;br /&gt;3)BH&lt;br /&gt;4)cassan&lt;br /&gt;5)faris&lt;br /&gt;6)claudia&lt;br /&gt;7)huijun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huijun looked identical. No change at all man. Woo 2nd post of the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-4834776262286712184?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/4834776262286712184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/06/thanks-cassan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/4834776262286712184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/4834776262286712184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/06/thanks-cassan.html' title=''/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TA8rdv1BJ08/SkYw6wylIVI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/N92dBRdjX04/s72-c/DSC01701.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-1248845193222097810</id><published>2009-06-27T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T07:00:21.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Urrr, NOW I'M EAGER?!?!</title><content type='html'>Haha...I wanted that extra 1 week of extended holidays very much. But as we inch closer to the end of the holidays, I want it to come NOW. I'm not burdened by loads of homework,like most people due to consistent work throughout the holiday(I think), so now I'm starting to remember, the times we had together. As a class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The secondary 3 camp, performances, even the cleaning of the classrooms. We really had a great time together 4e4. But what is happening now? We have split into cliques, with some of the cliques already falling apart(Mine), and some others that are in the midst of falling apart. So what, we are all going to stand as individuals now? No I don't think so. Someone really needs to bring the class back together. I enjoyed the past times, but now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now sad things aside&lt;/span&gt;, there are many happy things to expect in term 3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, the much anticipated &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CLASS SEATING ARRANGEMENT FOR TERM 3&lt;/span&gt; which Ms Koh had kept away from us with the reason that Mr Ramthan hasn't seen it yet. But now we are 2 days away from it! =D =D!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NIGHT STUDY&lt;/span&gt;! Brand new experience of studying, although I had table tennis at night, but studying is just different! Hahaha I will be sure to attend most of the night study lessons! It never hurts to have more, but having less might prove bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las(that I can remember), &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MAJOR EXAMS&lt;/span&gt;! YES! Exams that will decide our life from now on. Haha. It does instill some fear into most of us doesn't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been long since I typed such a long post. I am eager =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-1248845193222097810?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/1248845193222097810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/06/urrr-now-im-eager.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/1248845193222097810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/1248845193222097810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/06/urrr-now-im-eager.html' title='Urrr, NOW I&apos;M EAGER?!?!'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-7818208774619853296</id><published>2009-06-26T02:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T02:39:14.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Fun Fun!</title><content type='html'>I coped this from HangWei's friend's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;There is a a magic object called the Mirror of Truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If you told a lie infront of it, you'll vanish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;So, a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; man went infront, and said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I think i'm handsome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;" , and boom, he vanished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Next, an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Indian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; man went infront, and said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I think I smell good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;" , and boom, he vanished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lastly, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Malay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; man went infront, and said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;..." , and boom, he vanished immediately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea this racist against all races. But mostly on the malay part. If you don't understand, here's a spoiler tag. Just highlight below to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Warning: If you are anti-racist DO NOT HIGHLIGHT IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Chinese aren't handsome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Indians don't smell good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Malays don't even think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I went with Mats and Ray to watch Transformers 2 today. Good movie real good. Megan Fox was damn hot in front. Too bad she's a transexual and a bisexual. She can be the hottest girl in the world. Shucks, I look at hot girls, but I don't like them. Later so hot no brain =P. Hahahaha. But it's cool man. Good storyline. Exciting wars involved. 9/10!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;(Dont ask me why I minus-ed 1. Nothing is perfect in this world.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-7818208774619853296?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/7818208774619853296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/06/fun-fun-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/7818208774619853296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/7818208774619853296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/06/fun-fun-fun.html' title='Fun Fun Fun!'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-3841656092202337371</id><published>2009-06-22T20:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T20:15:55.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>List.</title><content type='html'>Let me list down all my homework just to remind myself how much homework I have left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) 3 Compositions&lt;br /&gt;2) 3 Situational writings&lt;br /&gt;3) 2 compre&lt;br /&gt;4) 4 summary&lt;br /&gt;5) POA 2nd part onwards.&lt;br /&gt;6) A Maths holiday assignment&lt;br /&gt;7) Combined Humanities(Not planning to do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's the tentative list. Not very much huh. Cool. HAhahahahahaha. * stress * Goin mad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-3841656092202337371?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/3841656092202337371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/3841656092202337371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/3841656092202337371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_22.html' title='List.'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-1127074507605687094</id><published>2009-06-19T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T05:51:13.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sad.</title><content type='html'>Hmm... Many things happened today. It could have made many people angry, go around slamming tables(Joel) or throwing stuff all over the place(Mr Ramthan). But me, nah, angry is not my game. Rather I just feel a little sad, just a little waste. But oh well. At least we played home LAN haha! Owning games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lost 1/3 games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it didn't matter. We had FUN! Haha was damn funny how our teammates are such pure idiots that they simply take the skills the opponent had to offer. Was kinda nice KP-ing one of my teammates today, but I didn't really say much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my Kill/Death ratio was 2/9 today. Yep uber bad. Then this Dwarven Sniper said in all: " SB(Spirit Breaker), you must really thank blue(me) for your uber kill score." Then SB said: " I owe it to you! YOU! YOUUUU!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I find those 2 damn childish so I kept quiet. But it was funny. I couldn't stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not part of the front, though i don't like to keep grudges, but you have gone too far. I only kept my personality, and although you scolded me, I do not mind. I do not mind any embarassment towards me, BUT if you scold anyone in my family, my friends, or even...I won't mention...I will not forgive you. I don't want to see you ever again. Don't even try to say sorry. Though you won't right? Your stupid I'm always Right attitude. Your lousy show of friendship by beating someone else. You are just childish. Accept it. Your girlfriend? DOWNRIGHT WORSE. You talk about your lousy past. So what? So you have a lousy past. Now you bring it to the present. Which will cause your present to be lousy too. Then in the future, you think again of your past, you again say that you have a lousy past. That is just stupid. You are stupid. You start a quarrel yourself. You think beating someone earns you big amount of pride? It just shows your sore- loserness. 1v1? My ass, 1v1 dota, what is the point. Like DotA will help you make it in life. Why don't you try to 1v1 studies instead. Your studies fail, your friendship fails too. You think many people trust you. Actually NONE OF THEM TRUST YOU. Even your closest friend doesn't trust you. So shut up, you are just a loser with no friends. You are just a sore loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should not be bringing this up, but it has been kept in my mind for too long. It has been bugging me, so I have no choice. At least writing it down makes me feel a little better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-1127074507605687094?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/1127074507605687094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-sad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/1127074507605687094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/1127074507605687094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-sad.html' title='I&apos;m sad.'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-8495618406854859724</id><published>2009-06-18T01:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T01:25:15.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Increase!</title><content type='html'>My home weights just went up from 6.5kg/hang to 7.5kg/hand. I know its not a lot not trying to show off too just writing haha. Kinda struggling now. Damn tiring. Nvm I believe my hand will get used to it in 1 week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-8495618406854859724?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/8495618406854859724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/06/increase.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/8495618406854859724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/8495618406854859724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/06/increase.html' title='Increase!'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-7724658594638692454</id><published>2009-06-15T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T19:21:30.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid.</title><content type='html'>Argh! I just got tricked back into maple. Okay I should really just blame myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But playing for a little wont kill right? RIGHT???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh...Knights of Cygnus are kinda cool, but its the O'level year. I'd better control myself. Hope maple has more patches! More time for me to do hw &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-7724658594638692454?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/7724658594638692454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/06/stupid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/7724658594638692454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/7724658594638692454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/06/stupid.html' title='Stupid.'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-7276176466708190718</id><published>2009-06-14T02:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T02:19:52.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crackers</title><content type='html'>Amazing. Liang, YJ and me were downright smitten by the huge array of colours and everything in the performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one part, the whole place was lighted up. It was like day in night. Real beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more show tonight. I really recommend you people to go see it. It really is a once in a lifetime experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/10 for the amazing performance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-7276176466708190718?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/7276176466708190718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/06/crackers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/7276176466708190718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/7276176466708190718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/06/crackers.html' title='Crackers'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-8654194036090422356</id><published>2009-06-12T22:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T22:32:41.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHAHA! EXCUSES!</title><content type='html'>Well I totally got this from my bro's medical file and I can't stop laughing and thinking how intelligent it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message"&gt;We all get heavier as we get older because there's a lot more information in our heads. So I'm not fat, I'm just really intelligent and my head couldn't hold any more so it started filling up the rest of me!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok man. To all who called me FAT. Read the above!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-8654194036090422356?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/8654194036090422356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/8654194036090422356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/8654194036090422356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='HAHAHA! EXCUSES!'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-4890200456730846294</id><published>2009-06-12T05:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T05:40:01.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yiliang!</title><content type='html'>Lolol Yiliang damn nice to tug-o-war with! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats it folks! You might wanna try it =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-4890200456730846294?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/4890200456730846294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/06/yiliang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/4890200456730846294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/4890200456730846294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/06/yiliang.html' title='Yiliang!'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-3218331099318416893</id><published>2009-06-09T03:06:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T03:12:40.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just helping to advertise.</title><content type='html'>Just helping to advertise this great new game! People really see the future of mmos in this game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://dragonica.iahgames.com/site/default.aspx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! Do try it out. If not just visit the website. Haha. Morning and afternoon can play only in weekdays! Weekends only morning can sia! Cuz after that= uber lag! Too many people! Too many people simply LURVE THIS GAME. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks! (Looney Toons)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-3218331099318416893?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/3218331099318416893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-helping-to-advertise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/3218331099318416893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/3218331099318416893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-helping-to-advertise.html' title='Just helping to advertise.'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-7953985300167079071</id><published>2009-06-07T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T06:00:37.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GYM  with Yiliang, Weilieh and John!</title><content type='html'>Haha. John is standard la he is my gym buddy, so lets ignore him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weilieh 2nd time come gym. Abit of a waste he didn't push himself, if not he might become strong in about 1 month. Must motivate him somehow...hmm...LOL forget it! It's his choice whether he wants to train or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yiliang and me stick together for this one, similarly John and Lieh kept each other company. Haha Yiliang shape damn nice la! I want build into his shape! Pity he's not strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh! Night at museum start liao. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-7953985300167079071?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/7953985300167079071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/06/gym-with-yiliang-weilieh-and-john.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/7953985300167079071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/7953985300167079071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/06/gym-with-yiliang-weilieh-and-john.html' title='GYM  with Yiliang, Weilieh and John!'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-937398603723738046</id><published>2009-06-05T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T09:05:33.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of E3 camp.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TA8rdv1BJ08/SilBkjZ9pdI/AAAAAAAAAEY/tceG6I_E2qA/s1600-h/DSC00334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TA8rdv1BJ08/SilBkjZ9pdI/AAAAAAAAAEY/tceG6I_E2qA/s320/DSC00334.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343874529087038930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             4e4's BELOVED STUDENTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TA8rdv1BJ08/SilBbKkzz-I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/iB_meqLEfaY/s1600-h/DSC00333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TA8rdv1BJ08/SilBbKkzz-I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/iB_meqLEfaY/s320/DSC00333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343874367802822626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             Lane 6! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TA8rdv1BJ08/SilBPPX3Q0I/AAAAAAAAAEI/PYhC0NCdLA4/s1600-h/DSC00332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TA8rdv1BJ08/SilBPPX3Q0I/AAAAAAAAAEI/PYhC0NCdLA4/s320/DSC00332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343874162932269890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             The text the text!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TA8rdv1BJ08/SilBEIoSOFI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Of3FjB0xfxo/s1600-h/DSC00331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TA8rdv1BJ08/SilBEIoSOFI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Of3FjB0xfxo/s320/DSC00331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343873972143536210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              Funky~&lt;br /&gt;Omg omg Ecstatic now. It is 12am and I'm not wearing any specs so please ignore the typing errors. Bowling was fun although I only scored 58 points haha! I still wan play bowling! Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pool after that, just 2 short matches for me. No problem man! Haha! Won 1 lost 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, I was playing bnet with YL and YJ. We are bored people man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired. Sleep tight Jianlun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-937398603723738046?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/937398603723738046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/06/last-day-of-e3-camp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/937398603723738046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/937398603723738046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/06/last-day-of-e3-camp.html' title='Last day of E3 camp.'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TA8rdv1BJ08/SilBkjZ9pdI/AAAAAAAAAEY/tceG6I_E2qA/s72-c/DSC00334.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-757049017746804593</id><published>2009-06-04T03:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T03:34:08.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 hours of a maths...</title><content type='html'>NOPE! I definitely did NOT have that. it was only 2:15-4:30 cuz Mrs Rahmat ain't here. How I hoped I could've gone home like CS pupils!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hell, had some hell of a time playing with the speakers. Spent the first hour doing some work, really just about 3-4 qns! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then onwards, watched the war between&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Guowei VS Suxian+Yiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Scary people you really have to agree. They were throwing those bubble tea pearls at each other, then we broke someone's thing by accident. Nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, most of the cliques in my class are breaking up. That can be good or bad news depending on how you look at it. Yiling told me something, and I realised that most cliques are already breaking up, like mine. If you are optimistic, this might just be the chance for the class to bond again. If you are not, looks like everyone is doing EVERYTHING they can to score. We are forgetting our principles over our marks. School! Stop focussing so much about studies! Principles are equally if not more important!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-757049017746804593?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/757049017746804593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/06/3-hours-of-maths.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/757049017746804593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/757049017746804593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/06/3-hours-of-maths.html' title='3 hours of a maths...'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-1117002845338469973</id><published>2009-05-31T23:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T23:40:10.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haha...</title><content type='html'>Apparently, I played too much the day before. As fate foretold, I am going to fail this exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The stone has disappeared...leaving behind a vast expanse of rubble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, the immediate worry of the Chinese O'levels are now gone...but, I failed. Although the worry has lifted, it had left behind my failure...which is the vast expanse of rubble...Arrrgghhh I feel awful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Jianlun never feels awful for more than 1 hour.  Just give me an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I failed my life la! Looks like I must take that November's paper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-1117002845338469973?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/1117002845338469973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/haha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/1117002845338469973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/1117002845338469973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/haha.html' title='Haha...'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-8945650458547251617</id><published>2009-05-31T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T04:04:05.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TA8rdv1BJ08/SiJkAQ1g_JI/AAAAAAAAADg/DBwQ3oIo8PQ/s1600-h/DSC00326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TA8rdv1BJ08/SiJkAQ1g_JI/AAAAAAAAADg/DBwQ3oIo8PQ/s320/DSC00326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341942063697034386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TA8rdv1BJ08/SiJj7U_hcdI/AAAAAAAAADY/PMyruyge9ZA/s1600-h/DSC00324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TA8rdv1BJ08/SiJj7U_hcdI/AAAAAAAAADY/PMyruyge9ZA/s320/DSC00324.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341941978913403346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TA8rdv1BJ08/SiJj2hCuJxI/AAAAAAAAADQ/_pbpXkBguPs/s1600-h/DSC00323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TA8rdv1BJ08/SiJj2hCuJxI/AAAAAAAAADQ/_pbpXkBguPs/s320/DSC00323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341941896248698642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TA8rdv1BJ08/SiJjvXLVdjI/AAAAAAAAADI/zT-gxoLvxiA/s1600-h/DSC00322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TA8rdv1BJ08/SiJjvXLVdjI/AAAAAAAAADI/zT-gxoLvxiA/s320/DSC00322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341941773341390386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TA8rdv1BJ08/SiJjngH4mBI/AAAAAAAAADA/6jt9z8mw1mU/s1600-h/DSC00321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TA8rdv1BJ08/SiJjngH4mBI/AAAAAAAAADA/6jt9z8mw1mU/s320/DSC00321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341941638303881234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TA8rdv1BJ08/SiJjWltZU8I/AAAAAAAAACw/tHySXPYkTjQ/s1600-h/DSC00319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TA8rdv1BJ08/SiJjWltZU8I/AAAAAAAAACw/tHySXPYkTjQ/s320/DSC00319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341941347745616834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch us still playing in Yiliang's hse when tmr is O'levels. We are so going to fail T.T&lt;br /&gt;Shit...haven't studied at all. Ling shi bao fo jiao! GG! Btr pia now ==&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-8945650458547251617?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/8945650458547251617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/shit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/8945650458547251617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/8945650458547251617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/shit.html' title='Shit.'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TA8rdv1BJ08/SiJkAQ1g_JI/AAAAAAAAADg/DBwQ3oIo8PQ/s72-c/DSC00326.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-3715415591718085280</id><published>2009-05-30T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T00:12:36.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too close for comfort</title><content type='html'>Ugh...2 more days to O Levels. Argh. I'm not feeling stressed at all. I'm worried....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh heck! For god's sake you are JIANLUN! Believe in yourself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-3715415591718085280?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/3715415591718085280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/too-close-for-comfort.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/3715415591718085280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/3715415591718085280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/too-close-for-comfort.html' title='Too close for comfort'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-3164246991110179657</id><published>2009-05-29T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T06:45:06.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PTC today!</title><content type='html'>Wow. My mom gave her normal reaction...AGAIN. Let's see...each year there is about 4 PTCs if I'm not wrong so... 4x4=16. Yep she got the same reaction 16 times in my secondary life. She said, " Lun Ah! You failed your English again! Aiyo! When will you ever pass your English!" Hais, how can I pass my English! Who is good in English can help me de?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard from Yiliang the news that due to the top 6 being of the same gang we must be seperated to help others...I am both happy...and sad. We have gone through heaven and hell together, though me being the newest member is just blending in...I find it...going away again. It's just us then. Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad things do happen, but so do happy things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Koh said today that I will be sitting next to Faris Chew! Haha back to the start of the year days. I still remember how annoying Faris is! But ok he's a good friend. And then...Ms Koh also talked about SOMEONE and me the friendship is kind of strained due to competition. But I don't think so. I didn't have much friendship at all with him. My BFF now would be Yiliang already. Others are HW, PY, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stressed over both Mother Tongue and English. MT O'levels are in 3 days time. I still can't pass English. Ugh... LANGUAGES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Koh said I should help more people. So really, if you need help, I really won't mind helping, as long as you don't mind me possibly teaching the wrong thing &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that covers today's events!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-3164246991110179657?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/3164246991110179657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/ptc-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/3164246991110179657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/3164246991110179657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/ptc-today.html' title='PTC today!'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-6937655093866030934</id><published>2009-05-28T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T05:53:51.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by liang!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;1. Besides your lips, where is your favourite spot to get kissed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Cheeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;2. How do you feel when you woke up this morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Gawd, I hope it rains! Then no cross country!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;3. Who was the last person who you took picture with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Yiliang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;4. Who you consider to be spoiled?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Let's see...Terry Ong Jing Yuan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;5. Would you ever donate blood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;If the time calls for it. But I still have a phobia of the needle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;6. Do you have a good friend of an opposite sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Nope. Normal friends are plenty though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;7. Do you want someone to be dead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;KJW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;8. What does your last text msg says?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Said to FK, " Coming to library. L8er got oral"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;9. What are you thinking right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;12 Da gang to write...omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;10. Did you wish someone was with you right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Absolutely...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;11. When did you go to sleep last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;10pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;12. Where did you buy the t-shirt you are wearing right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Guess? (Nope its the brand Guess?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;13. Is someone on your mind right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Too stressed over chinese la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;14. Who was the last person you texted to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;FongKiat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;15. Tag 10 people to do this quiz .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;1. Charlene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;2. Emelia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;3. Gwen Peh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;4. Su Xian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;5. Felicia Tan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;6. Yi Liang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;7. Hang Wei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;8. Peir Yong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;9. Joel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;10. John-matthew Eu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;16. Who is 2 (Emelia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;) having a relationship with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;17. Is 3 (Gwen Peh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;) a male or a female?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Female&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;18. If 7 (Hang Wei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;) and 10 (John-matthew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;) gets together, will it be a good thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;No! John's mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;19. Is 1 (Charlene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;) studies good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Quite good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;20. Is 4 (Su Xian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;) single?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Not too sure about that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;21. Say something about 5 (Felicia Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;When she say the letter "s", it's damn piercing to the ears!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;22. What do you think about 3 (Gwen Peh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;) and 6 (Yiliang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;) together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Perfect, Both thin thin de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;23. Describe 1 (Charlene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Tanned! Clever and Caring indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;24. What happens if 6 (Yiliang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;) and 7 (Hang Wei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;) fight ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I'll side with Yiliang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;25. Do you like 8 (Peir Yong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;He looks so cuteeeeeeeee! Love you bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-6937655093866030934?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/6937655093866030934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/tagged-by-liang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/6937655093866030934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/6937655093866030934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/tagged-by-liang.html' title='Tagged by liang!'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-5998588070914770976</id><published>2009-05-27T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T06:49:30.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Train.</title><content type='html'>I wanna look so good on prom night until no one knows me anymore~ Of course, I mean my body. If its possible. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-5998588070914770976?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/5998588070914770976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/train.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/5998588070914770976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/5998588070914770976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/train.html' title='Train.'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-1173846587156491539</id><published>2009-05-26T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T04:15:19.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate...</title><content type='html'>I hate going home with more than 1 piece of homework in my hands. I got 1) English file, 2) Chinese Compo, 3) Chinese Compre T.T!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was kinda bored now so...I did this quiz. Cute de quiz! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="UIStoryAttachment_Copy"&gt;&lt;div class="CopyTitle"&gt;Chiang just found personality analysis behind the name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="CopyBody"&gt;Chiang just took Personality behind the name apps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1109410391" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=79812828385&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=e87c38da3018fc016f5a5ed48c708ce5&amp;amp;position=4&amp;amp;' + Math.random();ft(&amp;quot;4:10:237:0:0:::::1109410391:1:79812828385:::0:43883590417596068::0.01818:qrt185:0:::&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;1243343629:d5a3d0316c22dc3c9657f7c82e95a8e1&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;clk&amp;quot;,0,&amp;quot;nf&amp;quot;);return true;"&gt;Jianlun Chiang&lt;/a&gt; whose their name start with letter &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/alphabet_name/?_fb_fromhash=927b9f6b0629ce2a046793fde5309e51" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=79812828385&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=e87c38da3018fc016f5a5ed48c708ce5&amp;amp;position=4&amp;amp;' + Math.random();ft(&amp;quot;4:10:237:0:0:::::1109410391:1:79812828385:::0:43883590417596068::0.01818:qrt185:0:::&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;1243343629:d5a3d0316c22dc3c9657f7c82e95a8e1&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;clk&amp;quot;,0,&amp;quot;nf&amp;quot;);return true;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;C&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, below are the analysis result : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very social individual, and it is important to you to have a relationship. You require closeness and togetherness. You want the object of your affection to be socially acceptable and good-looking. You see your lover as a friend and companion. You are very sensual, needing someone to appreciate and almost worship you. When this cannot be achieved, you have the ability to hold out on affection until you receive this. You are an expert at controlling your desires and doing without.&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/4296047083365190207-1173846587156491539?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/1173846587156491539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-hate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/1173846587156491539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/1173846587156491539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-hate.html' title='I hate...'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-3318808333688994005</id><published>2009-05-25T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T03:42:02.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For the whole goddamn day...</title><content type='html'>I'll address the "whole" part first then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we had MT for the whole day today. Yep from 8am to 5:30pm. Haha. Stressed! &gt;.&lt; But Chinese exams are coming, which reminds me, tomorrow is the last mock exam! Must focus on this one! No more distractions tonight! Maybe I'll just go through a lil yao qing and tou shu gong han and some of the new bao zhang du hou gan notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I'll address the "goddamn" part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, God just Damned me! Teehee! Damn funny day. It's like water hates me today! Can't wait to see what happens when I bathe! So this is what happened, I woke up in the morning, and found a mosquito in my tea, dead. So i picked it out using my spoon, but my elbow knocked against the wall and I spilt the water all over my RIGHT side of my pants. If that isn't bad enough, during recess, the drink auntie toppled a cup of dou hua water on my LEFT side of pants. Yes...I had a bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, so it's really a heck of a day today! But, it was unpredictable. Those 2 unusual encounters really made my day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-3318808333688994005?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/3318808333688994005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/for-whole-goddamn-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/3318808333688994005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/3318808333688994005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/for-whole-goddamn-day.html' title='For the whole goddamn day...'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-9164154454038214196</id><published>2009-05-24T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T04:57:47.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes I can actually read with some speed now!</title><content type='html'>For... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;CHINESE?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like WOW! How cool is that? I can actually read Chinese with alright speed now! And hey hey I understand at least 75% of the words instead of the 45% before MT intensive started! Wooooo~ Quote from Erwin:"Gone are the days where passing is a miracle from god. Gone are the days where I see myself as a MT failure." Haha! Sweet huh! I can converse properly in Chinese now. Now I'm just worried, will this affect my English?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-9164154454038214196?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/9164154454038214196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/yes-i-can-actually-read-with-some-speed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/9164154454038214196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/9164154454038214196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/yes-i-can-actually-read-with-some-speed.html' title='Yes I can actually read with some speed now!'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-7156016150994323174</id><published>2009-05-22T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T03:56:23.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What?</title><content type='html'>You got to be kidding me. Another one? Seriously, whatever you guys are going to say, remember, "LEAVE ME OUT OF IT!" Teehee. Thanks. Ill be friends with everyone for all I care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this strange new verse that's always in my mind. My bro told me this.&lt;br /&gt;" What is the point to continue thinking about it? Does it make a difference? Will it help to pass something to fail? So FORGET IT and MOVE ON!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. The main point of this post is just to prove my innocence to whatever you guys are talking, arguing, debating, whatever-ing, just lemme be friends with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote from FK: Make love not war, condom cheaper than gun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-7156016150994323174?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/7156016150994323174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/7156016150994323174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/7156016150994323174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/what.html' title='What?'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-3801474223820286173</id><published>2009-05-21T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T03:38:51.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weather</title><content type='html'>I have to admit, the weather today is beautiful. It's just the right tint of darkness. Its dark yet...not. Yes I know I'm not talking sense but I think you will understand. Though, much light pollution is affecting it in my house T.T!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to health checkup today and found out that I did not need to go for PTR session! Hahaha this is once in my 4 years in Yishun Town! I must work harder, get my no-fail-at-all Exam grades, then get my all-A1 Exam grades, I just hope it is possible! Gambate Jianlun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-3801474223820286173?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/3801474223820286173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/weather.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/3801474223820286173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/3801474223820286173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/weather.html' title='Weather'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-6398525090009399089</id><published>2009-05-19T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T05:08:34.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>36 hours in a day!</title><content type='html'>Don't we all wish for 36 hours in a day. Too many things, too little time. It's starting to affect me. I used to hate homework, always getting into teachers' bad books. But now, I realised. I really have to thank some asshole for this( FYI, its the one who was showing off to me, liang, and PY. Ask anyone of them). I realised how aloof people can be when they score. I remembered my past, and I feel...annoyed at how I was in the past. Because of just one subject that I scored in, I was showing off as if I topped the whole school. Such a disgrace! I swear I will be humble from now on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to end it off, if anyone does need a little help in any subject you consider yourself weak in and consider myself average in, feel free to ask me to give you some hints. Teaching is learning itself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. No I won't charge you money. It is just a joke I made up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea! Now I'm really ending it off. If anyone can coach me in any ANY AnY aNy Languages at all, I really would seriously appreciate it. I cannot stop failing my languages! Argh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-6398525090009399089?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/6398525090009399089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/36-hours-in-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/6398525090009399089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/6398525090009399089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/36-hours-in-day.html' title='36 hours in a day!'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-6694482765670569872</id><published>2009-05-18T03:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T05:11:57.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Arts Festival!!!</title><content type='html'>Didnt manage to blog about this ytd. Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what happened was Liang and I met up, then went over to some damn cool place in Tanjong Pagar. Its just a small enclosed area, with a small expanse of green field in the middle. The blue sky seemed beautiful. Liang and I sat down there, and had a long chat. Over 30 minutes. We chatted about everything under the sun, particularly nothing. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we met up with alot of nephews and nieces from Liang family. Amazingly I didn't feel out of place! Cool~ Then afterward we took a chartered bus to Marina Barrage. 1st time being there, quite a cool experience. There were...lots of kites, people, and not to forget, THE FREE COCA-COLA! WOOHOO~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert jump started with a drum show by some people I forgot.Then the nice part began. The praying mantis came in with those jumping people. Damn nice ar. Then after that was the fireworks. Sorry ar I took video. If you wanna watch, maybe just find me lor! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went back after standing for more than 3 hours. Ouch. Including the time to get back home, that's 4. I think I got about 3 sneakers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I think the date with ah liang was NICEEEEEE. WOHOOO~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-6694482765670569872?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/6694482765670569872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/singapore-arts-festival_18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/6694482765670569872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/6694482765670569872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/singapore-arts-festival_18.html' title='Singapore Arts Festival!!!'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-5486499925351039084</id><published>2009-05-16T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T21:56:11.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Arts Festival</title><content type='html'>Officially opened on 15th May I think. They said Arts and languages are interconnected. Maybe...I can find some inspiration inside that place. I'll blog more when I come back from it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-5486499925351039084?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/5486499925351039084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/singapore-arts-festival.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/5486499925351039084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/5486499925351039084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/singapore-arts-festival.html' title='Singapore Arts Festival'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-8968375018456985119</id><published>2009-05-15T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T20:33:08.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im soo getting owned thx to...studying?!?!</title><content type='html'>Lets see what I am getting owned at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I think I'm in the top 10 for Restaurant City. Now, I am 15th. Like WTH 1 week and you all chiong past me like 20k points?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, there's nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still so relaxed. Shit. How to get into mood for O'level. Hmm...all the Chinese work coming up...I think its subconsciously getting me into the mood. I actually find games meaningless now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Workout, Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the 2 things I AM ONLY DOING. I'm so going to become a nerd. If I am! Then so be it. I will be a strong nerd! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-8968375018456985119?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/8968375018456985119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-soo-getting-owned-thx-tostudying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/8968375018456985119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/8968375018456985119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-soo-getting-owned-thx-tostudying.html' title='Im soo getting owned thx to...studying?!?!'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-4752079215747383025</id><published>2009-05-14T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T04:08:40.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Results, Revealed</title><content type='html'>Expected:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EL: B3&lt;br /&gt;EM:A1&lt;br /&gt;AM:A1&lt;br /&gt;SC/SP:A1&lt;br /&gt;CH:A2&lt;br /&gt;Comb Humans:A2&lt;br /&gt;POA:A1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I got for Mid-years:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EL:E8&lt;br /&gt;EM:A1&lt;br /&gt;AM:B3&lt;br /&gt;SC/SP:A2/B3&lt;br /&gt;CH: C6&lt;br /&gt;Comb Humans:D7&lt;br /&gt;POA:B3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how far off I am? I'm like, shit. L1R5 10 is what I WAS aiming for. But look at what I got. Lets see... 8+1+3+3+7+3=25. Like what the hell. I am totally 15 FIFTEEN marks off the target. Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MT Rev is saddening. My brain is saturated. Time for dinner. Better do some workout to destress too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-4752079215747383025?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/4752079215747383025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/results-revealed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/4752079215747383025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/4752079215747383025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/results-revealed.html' title='Results, Revealed'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-1924128560992277481</id><published>2009-05-13T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T03:37:48.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More results and more...Chinese</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SC(Phys): B3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SC(Chem): A2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Combined Humanities: D7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depressing. Absolutely depressing. I display my utmost disappointment at such disastrous results. Where is my A1 for both Physics and Chemistry? Where is my passing mark for Combined Humanities? Its gone. And its all because I didn't study hard enough. They say only 3 or 4 students passed the English examinations. I'll bet the probability of me inside would probably be....0.0000001? Shit...there goes my dream of scoring at least L1R5 20(?) for this examination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adding to the disappointment, MT intensive lasts till 5:30 everyday. That's 5 full hours of MT EVERY SINGLE DAY. Not to mention the homework we are gonna be given. Mock Chinese O'levels tomorrow.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Here I thought they would at least give us some air conditioners. But nope. Oh well. I had better pass this Chinese O'level. I will risk the whole school chasing me if I fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me, I might not even take the O'levels. My depressing results will persuade Ms Koh to remove me of the privilege to take the exam. It's all for the better I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-1924128560992277481?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/1924128560992277481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/more-results-and-morechinese.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/1924128560992277481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/1924128560992277481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/more-results-and-morechinese.html' title='More results and more...Chinese'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-6237082914982913461</id><published>2009-05-12T05:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T05:49:35.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese?</title><content type='html'>Zomg. Look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Chinese: 54%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OmgOmg. I bet you all know how much of a failure in Chinese I am. Looks like I passed. Should I aim higher? Who doesn't? Haha! I guess I will. B3 next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm lets see...what else today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O yea Physics 64 if I get 10 for practical, highly impossible and depressing marks. No A1. In fact, there isn't any A1 in my class at all. Kinda depressing. Oh well life is full of ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. I got promoted to B2 for Chinese. I'm super scared can? Ms Wong PM leh. Scary woman. Don't do her work, that is IT. Worried worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still brooding over Mr Siau's words too. Will I pass my English? Finally? All will be revealed on Thursday... and by this week, I would be super happy or super depressed, all in a week. Harsh week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese 5 hours everyday. Madness! Madness! But still, its for our own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, the teacher I don't really like is leaving my life. I don't feel relieved for some reason. I feel only pity. She goes down from Higher, to Express, to....NA? Sorry, but if you don't build strong relationships with your students, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well major worries now are:&lt;br /&gt;Chinese (X)&lt;br /&gt;English&lt;br /&gt;Combined Humanities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't fail the others, but I will not score a distinction either. They are really SETTING THE STANDARD here. Ugh, stressed out on today's practical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about today's practical, MS KOH KEPT ON LOOKING AT ME! DAMN STRESS CAN? Ugh, I did that Bunsen burner mistake =X.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow long talk today. Oh yea 1 Chinese compre for tomorrow. Shucks man! Let's gogogo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-6237082914982913461?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/6237082914982913461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/6237082914982913461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/6237082914982913461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='Chinese?'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-688993954332504982</id><published>2009-05-09T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T05:51:21.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>X-men Origins: Wolverine</title><content type='html'>Just watched X-men Origins today. Pretty cool show. Then, Logan's wife said something. I felt it was...meaningful? Here is as much as I remembered. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: "You know why the Moon is always so lonely? Once upon a time there were to people. K(something i forgot) and the moon(Lets call her M, no not the R.E.M M the Moon M). They were deeply in love with each other. Then...someone sabotaged them. He tricked K down to the Earth...saying (something I forgot again. But that's not the point). But what K didn't know was that, once you leave the spirit world, you can never go back again. So now, M always waited for K, but K's never going to come back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad huh! Though I forgot alot of stuff. Sorry! But haha. Great short story indeed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-688993954332504982?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/688993954332504982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/x-men-origins-wolverine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/688993954332504982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/688993954332504982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/x-men-origins-wolverine.html' title='X-men Origins: Wolverine'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-1894360622383322213</id><published>2009-05-07T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T04:22:27.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One last day. One last hour.</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is my last paper.&lt;br /&gt;1 more hour.&lt;br /&gt;POA paper 1--&gt; 1 hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am weak in my POA. Time to admit to it. Though I was happy when I finished my E maths, I was sad when I finished my POA. I know what I am weak in. Yet...am I willing to work to change it? Or do I stay in front of this box and while my life away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe sitting in front of these boxes everyday won't be wasting my life. Look, people sit in front of their computer the whole day and earn money. Even those rich people, like, whos that guy called? Bill something. He's filthy rich because he sat in front of a computer(I think).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hell, no time to talk. Bathe then study. Best of lucks to me and others!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-1894360622383322213?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/1894360622383322213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-last-day-one-last-hour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/1894360622383322213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/1894360622383322213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-last-day-one-last-hour.html' title='One last day. One last hour.'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-5388506315957987858</id><published>2009-05-04T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T22:57:33.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>John asked me how to do this one...(A maths)</title><content type='html'>prove [cos^2(2x)]-[cos^2(x)]+sinxsin3x=0&lt;br /&gt;           1st term        2nd term    3rd term&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the 1st term,&lt;br /&gt;LEAVE IT FOR NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the 2nd term,&lt;br /&gt;Also leave it =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the 3rd term,&lt;br /&gt;We leave the 1st part. the sinx part.&lt;br /&gt;We work on sin3x.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sin3x=sin(2x+x)&lt;br /&gt;We apply addition formulae. We just need to seperate sin(2x+x).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sin(2x+x)=sin2xcosx+cos2xsinx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double angle formula!&lt;br /&gt;sin2xcosx+cos2xsinx=(2sinxcosx)(cosx)+([2cos^(x)]-1](sinx)&lt;br /&gt;                                     =[2sinx[cos^2(x)]+ [2sinx[cos^2(x)]-sinx&lt;br /&gt;not to forget, we still have that first part we left out just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So up till now, we have:&lt;br /&gt;sinxsin3x=sinx([2sinx[cos^2(x)]+ [2sinx[cos^2(x)]-sinx)&lt;br /&gt;                 =sinx([4sinx[cos^2(x)]-sinx)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expand it...&lt;br /&gt;                =(4[sin^2(x)][cos^2(x)])-[sin^2(x)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apply double angle on (4[sin^2(x)][cos^2(x)]), because that is actually (2sinxcosx)^2&lt;br /&gt;So now we have (sin2x)^2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting everything we have together,&lt;br /&gt;(cos2x)^2-[cos^2(x)]+(sin2x)^2-[sin^2(x)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see it now?&lt;br /&gt;Apply this one&gt;&gt;&gt;(sinx)^2+(cosx)^2=1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rearranging...&lt;br /&gt;{(sin2x)^2+(cos2x)^2} - {[sin^2(x)]+[cos^2(x)]}=1 - 1&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                       =0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this aint much, just one qn that I thought was prettyyy challenging. I'm not very good too. I got quite a few questions that I dont know how to do. But I just wanna help a little. I dont even think most of you understand &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might be able to see it better if you write it out =D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-5388506315957987858?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/5388506315957987858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/john-asked-me-how-to-do-this-onea-maths.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/5388506315957987858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/5388506315957987858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/john-asked-me-how-to-do-this-onea-maths.html' title='John asked me how to do this one...(A maths)'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-5285345571553753141</id><published>2009-05-04T02:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T02:35:04.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Avid...forumer?</title><content type='html'>Wee forums forums forums! I think my world will start to revolve around forums. Look here this is the phrase I made up to make me well known in the forums(I hope). I seem to use (I hope) alot dont I? I should stop hoping and start doing...but hell lets get to the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool right! Haha! Woohoo~ I love to woohoo~ Like woohoo~ing is so fun! Woohoo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Woohoo~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-5285345571553753141?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/5285345571553753141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/avidforumer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/5285345571553753141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/5285345571553753141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/avidforumer.html' title='Avid...forumer?'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-7349607537279989665</id><published>2009-05-01T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T20:40:41.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fast and Furious 4!!!</title><content type='html'>Went out with YJ, PY , YL yesterday. Had heck loads of fun making fun of each other. We were debating though. Should we eat in Swenson' s, Seoul 'something' or the...pasar malam. Yep you heard it right, the PASAR MALAM. Or should I say you read it right. Well if we went to Swensons or that Seoul thingy I'll have to pay. So therefore, WE WENT TO THE PASAR MALAM FOR DINNER WOOHOO! Ate some owning chicken chop with some sauce and lots of chilli powder on it. Damn spicy T.T But I'm okay. I got special spicy repellent. Unlike...well, YL and PY? HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to catch fast and furious 4. Damn fierce can? During the last race my eyes were like glued to the screen. I couldn't afford to even blink! Then after the movie finished my eyes were damn painful. Oh well, I enjoyed it =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day ends with us each going our seperate ways. PY and YJ went to take a bus, while YL and I enjoyed our 2-man world. Woohoo~. Gogo Yiliang!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-7349607537279989665?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/7349607537279989665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/fast-and-furious-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/7349607537279989665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/7349607537279989665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/05/fast-and-furious-4.html' title='Fast and Furious 4!!!'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-7835863344671153972</id><published>2009-04-30T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T03:28:31.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I AM GETTING STRONGER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;=D. Everyone who has called me weak. Watch out. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-7835863344671153972?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/7835863344671153972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/04/watch-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/7835863344671153972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/7835863344671153972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/04/watch-out.html' title='Watch out.'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-6627525006966281541</id><published>2009-04-24T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T07:14:00.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An incident. That happened while I was taking my bus back today.</title><content type='html'>No compo today. Sorry to anyone who reads my compos. However this will be a very meaningful...I would say...writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on the way back home on my usual 811 bus, I saw an incident that made me jump with shock. I didn't care as all I thought about was the gym after, but still, it shocked me thoroughly. I was dumbfounded at how adults can be so...rude. No, he isn't an adult. He's far older. What did he do? (I think I'll write a short compo after all).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;start&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walked into the bus, left hand free and right hand holding on to a walking stick. His walking posture was weak, yet I can see that he can maintain his balance averagely well. Looking to a familiar bus driver, he happily broke into a chat. After some short sentences with the bus driver, he decided to move in. As he would have difficulty climbing up the stairs, he settled to finding a place in the lower compartment of the bus, containing only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;four&lt;/span&gt; seats. The two at the front were occupied by 2 young ladies, working ladies approximately 20-30 years of age. However, the back 2 seats were not so full. A boy, about Primary age, was sitting at the outer side of the seat. He seemed oblivious to the old man, and I felt angry that he was so inconsiderate. However what happened AFTER that was worse. The old man started to bellow at the young boy. His words were slurred and I did not understand. The boy, afraid, quickly let up the place to the old man. The old man then occupied the two seats, ignoring the boy standing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;end&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't we supposed to give up seats by ourselves? What kind of person screams at another person just for a seat? It makes me wonder, teachers tell us all to be considerate, but they themselves, are they? A highly questionable topic, but I believe that the reason why some children appear the way they are now, is obviously because of the adults, or the generation before them. To solve a problem, you must solve it at its root. So what if we're learning in school, but then subject to this kind of action at home? So is it adults that should be educated, or us?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-6627525006966281541?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/6627525006966281541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/04/incident-that-happened-while-i-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/6627525006966281541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/6627525006966281541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/04/incident-that-happened-while-i-was.html' title='An incident. That happened while I was taking my bus back today.'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-13290252423250312</id><published>2009-04-22T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T05:55:58.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Excitement. Thanks Joel for helping me.</title><content type='html'>She turned her head and looked at me. The fine day was destroyed by the sudden downpour. While stealing glances at her, I realised that she was almost dry. I did not know whether it was her shirt or the pure beauty of her, mesmerizing even the rain. It seemed to go around her instead of on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was dripping wet, and looked embarrassingly at her. She gave a short giggle. Little as it might seem, it seemed to render everything else redundant. She filled my body with warming heat against the freezing cold from the rain outside. She turned the world around. As our eyes met by accident, I remembered the first time I saw her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was three years ago, when I was still in Secondary One. We had been students who just graduated from our respective primary schools. I had been a clumsy boy, but happy nonetheless. The day started with some ice-breaking games. We needed to play a game of which two people must hold their hands and lift it up in the sky as people crawl through it. I was coincidentally paired up with her. As our hands touched for the first time, I began to believe there was such a thing as love at first touch, right beside love at first sight, which is unbelievable to me, even now. Although I made a lot of mistakes as my attention was focused on her, she forgave it all. She did not criticize me, she just corrected it and laughed with me at it. I had been a child then, so I probably could not understand that feeling. But that had all been in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pulled back to the reality when she touched my shoulders. I did not know it was her initially, but when I turned back, I felt my heart start to race. Droplets of sweat formed around me as I did not know this feeling. I was happy yet...nervous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So...what did you do in school today? Was it fun?" She asked. I understood the hidden message immediately. She was trying to strike up a conversation. I still had that weird feeling, but I pushed it to the back of my head as my attention was only directed at her. The world around me seemed to crumble, leaving pitch darkness, and me staring into her deep gaze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began to find myself chatting about all the things that happened today. Luckily the day was long and we both found time to keep each other company. I ignored the rushing people around me, and forgot about the load of homework that was waiting for me in my bag. With my eyes transfixed on her, I felt ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Will...you be my girlfriend?" I murmured. It had been out of the blue and she looked at me, no doubt stunned. I did not know what to expect. I did not even know I had the courage to say it. To be honest, that question simply blurted out of me. My heart was in my throat and I made a futile attempt to calm myself down. I wanted to think that it was no problem, but I knew this was something that concerned both our lives and she could not be hasty. I decided to give her time to think about it, while sitting beside her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt her eyes flicker over to me a few times, but I had been too nervous to return the gaze. Finally, She made an answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry. The exams are coming up. We had best remain as friends." I was obviously disappointed. But I was a guy and such weak emotions will only bring me down. I forced a smile and replied that it was not a problem, and that the fact that we could still be friends was comforting. That had been the time of my life, and although it did not end optimistically, I knew I had tried my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And yes I did. I tried my best on this fiction. I hope I didn't write out of point or anything... &gt;.&lt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-13290252423250312?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/13290252423250312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/04/excitement-thanks-joel-for-helping-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/13290252423250312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/13290252423250312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/04/excitement-thanks-joel-for-helping-me.html' title='Excitement. Thanks Joel for helping me.'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-5501073724130942715</id><published>2009-04-18T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T06:20:02.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drunk--&gt; requested by Raymond Oo</title><content type='html'>He came home. Something about him was different today. I looked at him with mixed feelings. I had scored atrocious results in my examinations. On the worn and broken down sofa, he sat. I had received continuous humiliating scolding just an hour ago from my mother. Looking at his peaceful face, I thought back at the times we had together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had used to cuddle me in his warm, firm chest. I had loved the feeling. I had never wanted to leave him if given a chance. Yet, he had always stood by me when I received a long reprimand from my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have loved to bask in those happy memories, until I heard a grunt from my father. He looked up at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Son, you have something to show me?" He said in a slurred voice. I sensed immediately that something was wrong. His voice was usually strong and full of pride. He would never embarrass himself this way. His whole body also reeked of an unknown substance. It stung my nostrils, causing me to pull back instinctively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hesitated to move near that smell. However I recalled again the happy times we had together, and moved forward to pass him my result sheet, acting like I was resentful. He took a brief look at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw his fists clench. I did not dare to look up into his eyes. Although I knew he would not do anything to me, that action has caused me to flinch a little. He seemed almost ready to strike. He would not, would he? I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While contemplating over that, I felt an excruciating pain on the top of my head. I knew how this pain was felt. My dad was using his knuckles and pushing hard against my head. I screamed in agony. I writhed in pain. But it all seemed useless in his strong grapple. I was sure I heard birds flying from the pitch of my screech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Why! You are a failure!" With that, he pushed even harder. I could stand it no longer. Putting considerable strength in my upper arm, I pulled my elbow back. It struck him flat in the middle of the torso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His eyes wide, I had only just realized what I had done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( This is the first fiction story written on my blog, generally it would be filled with mistakes. I really appreciate all of you to point out my mistakes so that I can improve. Generally, anyone who helps me can come and find me for help, for Mathematics that is.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-5501073724130942715?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/5501073724130942715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/04/drunk-requested-by-raymond-oo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/5501073724130942715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/5501073724130942715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/04/drunk-requested-by-raymond-oo.html' title='Drunk--&amp;gt; requested by Raymond Oo'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-4762128323622420974</id><published>2009-04-16T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T05:50:54.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2.4 today!</title><content type='html'>8 minutes. That was my first round's timing. I needed to hit 14 minutes in order to pass it. Droplets formed all over my naked hands. My calf was screaming for me to stop running. With only 6 more minutes to go, my energy almost depleted altogether, was it possible? Even though it might not be possible, but at least I must try my best. I had enough. Enough of all the 20 minutes I had been getting over the last few years of my secondary life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Push, push yourself, " a good friend shouted in the distance. Of course I wanted to, but with my body unaccustomed to tiredness, I felt an extremely strong desire to stop. But I knew, once I stopped, it would take me ages to start running again. No, stopping was not a decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After what seemed like eternity, I only found myself beside the lake, still a good 600 metre away from the end point. I felt like just tumbling down. I could not even hold my head upright and I ran like a half paralysed boy. The loud sound of the water rushing through did not help. My throats were rough with dryness and I yearned to jump into the lake and take in a huge gulp of water. Looking into its murky depths, I reconsidered my choice and decided to keep on running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, only one guy was behind me. I knew I could not stop now. If I stopped now I would be the last guy. That would be embarassing. Drawing up every last bit of energy, I decided to push myself until the 300 metre mark. Every step I took held in it the energy of the food I took this morning and afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached the 300 metre mark, I could not push myself any further. I had to stop. Turning back, I realised he had kept pace behind me all this time. That single strong will to not let him overtake me took over my body and it moved on its own accord. I did not have energy to think anymore. All I knew was: I needed to be faster than him, and I would do anything to achieve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing the familiar screams of my friends, I seemed to relax slightly. Until I realised they were cheering for the person behind me, urging him to overtake me. Sensing somehow that he was right behind me, I put in the last burst, to finally emerge one second faster than him. At least, I was not the last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-4762128323622420974?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/4762128323622420974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/04/24-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/4762128323622420974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/4762128323622420974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/04/24-today.html' title='2.4 today!'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296047083365190207.post-8158850832581726437</id><published>2009-04-15T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T05:35:44.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiest moment since the start of this year(Compo form)</title><content type='html'>He picked up the excercise of which I just finished. My heart skipped a beat. Scrutinizing my written work with his usual frowned face, he mumbled, " Meet me after class."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was he going to do? Did I do something wrong? Minutes passed and my partner finally finished her written work. I looked over and saw her almost asleep. I did a good deed by calling her up, right before my teacher looked over. He just wanted to remind me to see him. While he said it, I could hear my heartbeat in my ears. The world around me seemed to darken, leaving only me and him. His words moved slowly and steadily, at a rate that I could understand, but each word felt like a bullet. It shot through my heart and every single part of my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five minutes passed. The much anticipated bell finally rang. The hustle and bustle of students striding out the room might seem extremely loud to some, but my focus was just on the teacher. I picked up the piece of paper that he frowned upon, preparing my heart for any long lecture that was about to unfold. As he packed his things, I arrived beside him, alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" You shall be promoted to band 4 English class," he said, " as long as you score well for your Mid-Year Examination. I've spoken to the English Head-Of-Department about it already. I believe that your learning speed is not of band 5, and that band 4 can set you on  the appropriate pace." I couldn't believe my ears. I was preparing for a long lecture, but instead, I got a chance to move up to a better class for my English. This chance was given to me, this once in lifetime chance. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No, I must not waste it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296047083365190207-8158850832581726437?l=everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/feeds/8158850832581726437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/04/happiest-moment-since-start-of-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/8158850832581726437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4296047083365190207/posts/default/8158850832581726437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everyday-everysecond.blogspot.com/2009/04/happiest-moment-since-start-of-this.html' title='Happiest moment since the start of this year(Compo form)'/><author><name>ZhEnGy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01390761179046625026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
