<?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-2859921526454259545</id><updated>2011-07-29T05:14:06.523+08:00</updated><category term='We&apos;re all gonna die on the 15th of January 2010'/><category term='What&apos;s the timing for the girls? Hmmm...'/><category term='Singapore Canoe Marathon 2010'/><category term='My hand hurts.'/><category term='Mid-year Canoe Outing 2010'/><category term='PLEASEEE GO WITH ME T_T'/><category term='Thanks guys. It was fun today.'/><category term='Onward... to Krabi.'/><category term='GESS Canoeists&apos; Christmas Gathering 2009'/><category term='Take your chances. Xozaron is out there.'/><category term='RAPIST. Lol.'/><title type='text'>Triple Scanthers</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>155</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-8753420507625505866</id><published>2010-06-19T00:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T00:40:25.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>126th Post, Hectic</title><content type='html'>Good morning!&lt;br /&gt;Here's an update...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin called me out for a movie. Wtf, damn late notice. Anyway, went to Tiong and watched the 6:10 screening of Karate Kid. Cool movie. Very cool kicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for training in the morning. Quite fun, it rained. So we did PT. Pain. Like. Hell. Hahas. Anyway, when we were taking back the boats from the pontoon area, the stupid old dog-man told us(note the word TOLD) to help him empty his stupid boat. We're good people, so Benjamin, Saravind, Benedict and I hopped into the water to drag the boat up while some others took out the water. I have to admit, it was fun. But I still don't like the old dude.&lt;br /&gt;After training, chipped away at my boat. Yay, I got rid of the LiangJin logo :D HATE that china company. Screwed my boat. :/&lt;br /&gt;Went to bus stop. Checked with the Iris thingy, next 132 was 41 minutes. We were like WOAH and decided to go to Bishan MRT instead. Met Jazz and Manoj there. They went to Junction8 for lunch. Pangseh. :(&lt;br /&gt;Went to school with Benjamin. He went to his lesson, and I got my ticket for the dinner. Damn, should have left it till later. One whole month to the dinner. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Terrence See's birthday celebration at Seoul Garden! I got lost at Suntec(again) and finally made it to Marina Square at 12:20 or so. I felt kinda extra and awkward being the only non-NCC cadet there, but I got used to it after awhile. After all, they're all nice guys there. :D&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, went with Terrence and Ambrose to meet Saras at Tiong after her paper. Went to Safra, where we played billiard(or pool. I'm not sure). Ambrose had to leave halfway and Ali rejoined us there. Quite fun. HAHAHAHA. And cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for YESTERDAY, I played for the whole day. Regretting it now. Tired. :/&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight/morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandaaaaa-moni~ Signing Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-8753420507625505866?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/8753420507625505866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/06/126th-post-hectic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/8753420507625505866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/8753420507625505866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/06/126th-post-hectic.html' title='126th Post, Hectic'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-5881474461781946184</id><published>2010-06-14T18:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T18:22:30.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>125th Post, China Boat &gt;:(</title><content type='html'>Ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;Went for training today!&lt;br /&gt;I'm a good senior, I know :3&lt;br /&gt;Unlike that stupid Damien. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;I shall not include Keren and Persis 'cos Keren SAID that she wouldn't be going, and Persis fell sick...&lt;br /&gt;Damien didn't even reply. So he's an ass.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, before training today I couldn't find my boat.&lt;br /&gt;Upper shed: No.&lt;br /&gt;Lower shed: No.&lt;br /&gt;Pontoon area: NO.&lt;br /&gt;So I freaked out. Sabotaged the juniors when we were all doing pushups. ;D (Hey, they need the extra training anyway.)&lt;br /&gt;Then before Coach came I got the keys, took a closer look at the upper shed and found my boat... on the TOP ledge of the NUS side.&lt;br /&gt;Single thought: Wtf.&lt;br /&gt;Any idea how long it takes to bring down a 16kg boat from the top ledge of a shed by yourself WITHOUT damaging it? Oh, and to top it off, part of the 16kg is a 5kg weight strapped to one side of the boat.&lt;br /&gt;Answer: 10-20 minutes. For me. For someone else, maybe longer. I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;Think about how long it takes to take down a normal C-1 without those ridiculous conditions, and suddenly 4 hours of detention doesn't seem that long.&lt;br /&gt;Btw;&lt;br /&gt;LIGHTNING&lt;br /&gt;OWNS!&lt;br /&gt;AS IN, REALLY.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha, the old dude(notice that I didn't use "dog" this time? Ahha, it's cos today I'm in a good mood :P) didn't turn up today. So that was the first good thing that happened to me today. Secondly, near the end of the training, a blast of wind(I called it a bomb blast) suddenly swept up the lanes and whacked everyone. A couple of people capsized. IT'S LIKE THE END OF THE WORLDDDD!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, at the very veeeery end of training, lightning boomed overhead. Literally. Flashy lights. Boom box. At the same time. (Night pub! Lol.)&lt;br /&gt;After that, peeled off all the cloth tape from my LiangJin boat. Damn, coach says the company used lousy materials for their C-1s... but I'm partly happy that it's not my fault it started shedding its skin. :D&lt;br /&gt;Benji helped me with taking off all the sticky stuff using acetone. Thanks a million. Dunno how long it would have taken otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to shower, and took the 132. Chatted with Kelin, Jazz, Shi Ying, Kelly and Jia Xin all the way to the bus stop near the school. (Did I miss out anyone?) Then walked to Tiong, Vincent and Julian went to Kopitiam to eat, and everyone other than Shi Ying and I went home. The two of us went to the library. Her, to return books. Me, because I was bored. She returned some and borrowed even more. :O Then bus-ed home. (How nice, we didn't take the wrong bus this time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandaaaaa-moni, Signing Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-5881474461781946184?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/5881474461781946184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/06/125th-post-china-boat-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/5881474461781946184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/5881474461781946184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/06/125th-post-china-boat-d.html' title='125th Post, China Boat &gt;:('/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-9133752587330399418</id><published>2010-06-12T12:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T13:02:30.354+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mid-year Canoe Outing 2010'/><title type='text'>124th Post, Mid-year Canoe Outing 2010</title><content type='html'>YEAAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday rocked! XD&lt;br /&gt;Went to Sakura, Clementi Woods Park.&lt;br /&gt;Wei Shan, Haressh, Alan and I walked around a little. Hmm, pretty large place...&lt;br /&gt;Then we got our seats first and sat down. After a while we got bored and got some drinks... which I don't think we were supposed to take just yet. But oh well, who cares. We were bored. And thirsty.&lt;br /&gt;The other canoeists trickled in after that, and at 1:10 or so we were given the clear by Mr Yim to go get our food.&lt;br /&gt;WHOA. Some nice food. Maybe I should have taken more Tako... :|&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Mr Yim went up to the second floor and ordered some beef, some salmon and something called "Sishamo" or something. It's this small fish that... well, tastes damn good. So good that we ordered more. And more.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so after stuffing myself with Sushi and all that I really felt like I was gonna explode. Sadly I had to skip ice-cream because of that. But the food was NICE. Mr Yim also told my bunch to mix around with the different levels, but then we protested that the ex-seniors like Yang You, Wai Chong and Jia Sheng were at our table anyway, so that pretty much covered our mixing problem. ;D&lt;br /&gt;After the buffet, most of us went to Jurong Point to watch a movie. Watched The A-TEAM. Omfg, it was DAMN COOL. Heh. Awesome movie. What was even more awesome was the popcorn-throwing. Hehehehe should have taken a pic of that popcorn in Ruolin's hair... :P&lt;br /&gt;After the movie ended at 7 or so, Wei Shan, Haressh and I went to the toilet. Ruolin and Haafizah were stalking us (O.o) and trying to squeeze in between any two of us. We picked up speed and they couldn't catch up. Hahaha~&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Syafiq and Zhixuan, who were apparently stuck at what to do. So our little group went to the MRT station and loitered there to wait for Jazz and Jeyna, who were supposed to come along. Kelly and Ying Ying came alittle later, and after we got info that Jazz and Jeyna DIDN'T want to come along, we just left.&lt;br /&gt;In the MRT, I got bored and started whacking people in the head randomly with an empty bottle. Nearly got whacked myself. HAHAHAHA. Quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;Got off at Outram with Syafiq and Haressh. Then split with Haressh, who went on the purple line. Syafiq and I took a 196 home. The end. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panda-moni, Signing Out~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and maybe I should send out a tag wave. Just for fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-9133752587330399418?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/9133752587330399418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/06/124th-post-mid-year-canoe-outing-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/9133752587330399418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/9133752587330399418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/06/124th-post-mid-year-canoe-outing-2010.html' title='124th Post, Mid-year Canoe Outing 2010'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-5724151295134005057</id><published>2010-06-10T13:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T13:26:28.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>123rd Post, Art... again?</title><content type='html'>HIII!&lt;br /&gt;I'm bloggging from school now. :3&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh, coming 2 hours later didn't help in making this less boring.&lt;br /&gt;I'd really rather stay at home and play games. But then again, I've been using the computer way too much at home, so I might as well switch to the school's computers for a little change. :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, update for yesterday: Training!&lt;br /&gt;My right hand still hurts a little from that solo blister on my last finger. But aside from that, I'm actually pretty glad I came for the Art "lesson" last week. Yesterday I found out the crappy way how two months without training can lower your stamina AND skill. I capsized once, which sucked considering my actual cap rate BEFORE the long break. And that loss in skill could have made me lose that bet with Benedict. Which, by the way, I do NOT intend to lose when he gets back from all his church stuff. I'll give him a chance to regain &lt;i&gt;his&lt;/i&gt; skills as well, so it'll be a fair race...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the holidays have been pretty boring. At least I've been able to keep myself busy with Cosmic Break (MMO) and Amorphous+... (Go search it up, it's fun!)&lt;br /&gt;Okay, gotta go now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panda-moni, Signing Out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-5724151295134005057?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/5724151295134005057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/06/123rd-post-art-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/5724151295134005057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/5724151295134005057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/06/123rd-post-art-again.html' title='123rd Post, Art... again?'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-8804873023676041698</id><published>2010-06-08T16:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T16:47:22.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>122nd Post, Temporary Revival?</title><content type='html'>Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's a new post.&lt;br /&gt;I've been playing a lot since the holidays started...&lt;br /&gt;Been lazy to post as well.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, veeery vague summary.&lt;br /&gt;GESS Carnival - Awesome. Except for the last part where I bump into certain people.&lt;br /&gt;Meet-the-Parents - Sucked. So I haven't been doing my best. What, they wanna chain me to my chair and force me to read textbooks? Come on... I mean, I DO try my best during the examinations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top it off, ever since the holidays started it's sucked even more. From Mr Sim's so-called "Art day camp" which Roy and I walked out on, all the way to now, which is me using the computer. I haven't been going to training either. Hmm, tomorrow I'll probably turn up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hope it gets better. Byebye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panda-panda-moni, Signing Out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-8804873023676041698?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/8804873023676041698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/06/122nd-post-temporary-revival.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/8804873023676041698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/8804873023676041698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/06/122nd-post-temporary-revival.html' title='122nd Post, Temporary Revival?'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-5607917483747625556</id><published>2010-05-14T21:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T22:09:23.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>121st Post, Amazing (Dream) Race?</title><content type='html'>Hahas..&lt;br /&gt;Bored.&lt;br /&gt;I'm having issues with Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, shall blog about a dream I had last night.&lt;br /&gt;Forced myself to remember part of it on the way to school, lol.&lt;br /&gt;Goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was running up a tower. You know, like those two tower-like thingys at Palawan Beach? Except that they were... er... with oriental-style walls. Like pagodas! And just like it is at the beach, there was another tower right beside the one I was in.&lt;br /&gt;I was with... a male guide or something. 20-30 years old. And another guy, around my age but shorter. I asked the guide, "How many floors does this have?" and he said, "Seven floors." Then after a short while I said, "You sure it's seven floors? This feels a lot more than that..." And we continued running up. Occasionally I would look at the other tower and see three people there. Two girls and one male guide. Then I saw their faces... Shi Ying and another taller girl. Then all of us kept on running up and up... until we reached the top, which is sort of like a wooden open-air room with a ceiling and two square holes for the stairs down. One guy was standing there. A teacher? I dunno. But the girls reached him first. So my "team" lost. Then I remember walking to the guy and asking, "So we're in second place. Do we get plane tickets or something?" (Amazing Race parody... don't ask me why I said that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was the end of the dream. Pretty... cool.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else to say. Bye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-5607917483747625556?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/5607917483747625556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/05/121st-post-amazing-dream-race.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/5607917483747625556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/5607917483747625556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/05/121st-post-amazing-dream-race.html' title='121st Post, Amazing (Dream) Race?'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-8661629143257605507</id><published>2010-05-10T18:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T18:38:36.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>120th Post, Examination Week!</title><content type='html'>OMG.&lt;br /&gt;My blog is like...&lt;br /&gt;dead?&lt;br /&gt;Hm. Not like anybody visits anyway... D:&lt;br /&gt;I need to get another blogskin!!!&lt;br /&gt;But I'm lazy...&lt;br /&gt;OKAY NVM.&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE NOW, BLOGSKIN... some other time..&lt;br /&gt;Okay! So...&lt;br /&gt;English and MT papers have been done...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the top for situational writing this time, but I SWEAR, I really really want to be the top in free writing again :3&lt;br /&gt;Okay... and my MT free writing's full of rubbish again(well atleast now it's STANDARD rubbish)... so it'll be nice to read, but hard to hand over to my parents if I have to...&lt;br /&gt;Had Humanities tests today, SS was... I-think-I-can-get-a-borderline-pass standard. Same for History. Although I'm not too confident about that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, just FYI...&lt;br /&gt;last Friday...&lt;br /&gt;I had the best. Dream. EVERRRR.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 5:55. Then I went to sleep again. My alarm rang. I woke up. Then the scene blacked out.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up again. Checked the time. 5:55. Took a nap. Alarm rang. Perked up. Then blacked out again.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up. This time the alarm rang. And I literally shot up. No tiredness. Very fresh. No blacking out.&lt;br /&gt;Cool.&lt;br /&gt;Then just this morning, same thing happened just without the weird recurring dreams. Very nice. Except that I felt tired just before the paper at my desk. :S I have GOT to fix that little glitch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, exams are going to be quite fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-8661629143257605507?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/8661629143257605507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/05/120th-post-examination-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/8661629143257605507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/8661629143257605507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/05/120th-post-examination-week.html' title='120th Post, Examination Week!'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-2895151564125914182</id><published>2010-05-01T15:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T15:54:02.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>119th Post, Helping</title><content type='html'>Yo...&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been using the com 'cos of my stupid board game project.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, went to watch the street sales.&lt;br /&gt;After some consideration, I went along with Benedict's group.&lt;br /&gt;It was... kinda fun. Sort of.&lt;br /&gt;After alot of drama on Orchard, went back to school and finished the @#%&amp;ing board game. FINALLY! I'M FREE!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;Submitted it and then went to Tiong with Terrence See.&lt;br /&gt;Ate Ice Kacang, and suddenly...&lt;br /&gt;Some idiot pokes my face from behind me.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Who's that? *Thinks it's Ryan*&lt;br /&gt;Terrence: Your ex-classmate.&lt;br /&gt;Then I grabbed one of the hands and turned around. At first I was like, "WHO THE F*CK IS THIS GUY?" 'cos he looked like a Poly/JC delinquent. Then I took a closer look and realized that it was Keiji. :O&lt;br /&gt;Ate Ice Kacang with Terrence, Keiji and Yong Hui. (Keiji was desperately trying in vain to dig out some Nata De Coco... Yong Hui had plenty so he game some to him.) We chatted, and after a while Terrence went to who-knows-where (I dunno how he goes home) and the rest of us went to the bus-stop and chatted some more. Keiji's having a good time at his private school.... :| *I WANNA DO KINETIC TYPOGRAPHY TOO!!!*&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went to the interchange and split.&lt;br /&gt;Aaaand, I FINALLY got to use the com last night :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-2895151564125914182?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/2895151564125914182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/05/119th-post-helping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/2895151564125914182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/2895151564125914182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/05/119th-post-helping.html' title='119th Post, Helping'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-7767438523946004257</id><published>2010-04-27T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T22:24:14.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>118th Post, Karma</title><content type='html'>Quick post!~&lt;br /&gt;Had DBoat competition last Friday. The guys lost. Don't ask. Please.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, had Physics AP. Couldn't sleep at night 'cos I lost my calculator.&lt;br /&gt;Today, Jiehan passed me my calculator. I had left it on the table(but only because Mirza used it without telling me).... SO MANY THANKS TO JIEHAN! XD&lt;br /&gt;Boring lessons. After school, had Carnival discussion. Funny.&lt;br /&gt;Crap, gotta stop now. Goodnight~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-7767438523946004257?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/7767438523946004257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/04/118th-post-karma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/7767438523946004257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/7767438523946004257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/04/118th-post-karma.html' title='118th Post, Karma'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-2635110405833759944</id><published>2010-04-18T00:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T12:32:35.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>117th Post, Play</title><content type='html'>Quick rundown(or.. run up. I forgot the term).&lt;br /&gt;Friday(can't say YESTERDAY now can I? XD) was okay. XCountry was postponed. We went back to school. My class had fun with Mr Kung and his Tom Yum Kung, his Kung Bushman tribe and his... erm, hotdog and fishballs. ._.&lt;br /&gt;After school, went to Marina Reservoir for DBoat training. Omfg, it's so damn fun to be in the guy's boat ;D UNLIKE WHAT DAMIEN DESCRIBED IT TO BE. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;At night, went to SGH to visit Joel. Lol, he feel pain still can walk around Singapore =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today(or... yesterday. You get the point), watched TV(which is not so often), read my fourth Percy Jackson book, played com for like.... 7 hours. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, nothing else I guess? Goodnight(or good morning)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-2635110405833759944?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/2635110405833759944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/04/117th-post-play.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/2635110405833759944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/2635110405833759944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/04/117th-post-play.html' title='117th Post, Play'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-2422296422029809108</id><published>2010-04-13T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T22:39:34.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>116th Post, Dragonboat Training</title><content type='html'>YOOOO~&lt;br /&gt;I've forgotten all about yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Except that I waved at Jasmine and she FINALLY responded? :O&lt;br /&gt;Today~&lt;br /&gt;Had dragonboat training at Kallang/Marina Reservoir.&lt;br /&gt;It was SUPERRR&lt;br /&gt;except that I got kicked out of the boy's crew. Not cool.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I guess I AM one of the weakest when compared to the rest of the guys... :S&lt;br /&gt;Still, I gave my spirit.&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda fun.&lt;br /&gt;Especially cos I'm a C-Paddler XD&lt;br /&gt;So... it's sort of the C, just a lot fatter and I don't have to worry about direction and balance(which is a BIG FAT BONUS for C-Paddlers). I ended up doing my sort-of better strokes.&lt;br /&gt;Had ass abrasion. Omfg. Damn pain.&lt;br /&gt;When we(the guys) showered, Amira could look in by looking at the mirror in the toilet :O so we were... restricted. Especially since Amira, Shiying, etc. were loitering about outside...&lt;br /&gt;Took MRT to Tiong, where SOME PEOPLE had fun with me... again. :/ I WILL find a way to counter some day... I hope.&lt;br /&gt;Syafiq pissed me off again. I really want to smack his face sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-2422296422029809108?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/2422296422029809108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/04/116th-post-dragonboat-training.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/2422296422029809108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/2422296422029809108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/04/116th-post-dragonboat-training.html' title='116th Post, Dragonboat Training'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-582894793223234294</id><published>2010-04-11T20:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T20:38:13.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>115th Post, Cruel World</title><content type='html'>Update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday, day of the Finals&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got in fourth. Better than I expected. &lt;i&gt;We&lt;/i&gt; didn't do as well as I had expected. And with that, B Division Boys lose the top 4 positions once again...&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to the Girls' Divisions though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna talk about yesterday. Had flu all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday, Date Night&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't misinterpret the title. A bunch of us went to watch the movie Date Night. It was SUPER COOL.&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, went to Great World City where Gordon, Weishan, Julian and I played around in the arcade. A girl had lost her money. $150 to be exact. A while later I found out it was stolen. But what could I do? Ideas of who took the money were vague(Dammit, Weishan knew who it was...) and I was in no way related to the girl. I would look like a seriously desperate attention-seeker. And I know I'm not the type who gets much attention, which would make it worse.&lt;br /&gt;Even after saying all that, if I had $150 with me, I would just give it to her and lie that it was hers. It.... sucks to see people cry. Especially when the person didn't do any wrong. And she looked pretty decent(with, erm, emphasis on both words).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I just came home. I still feel like I did wrong. Damn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-582894793223234294?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/582894793223234294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/04/115th-post-cruel-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/582894793223234294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/582894793223234294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/04/115th-post-cruel-world.html' title='115th Post, Cruel World'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-6539382993431204739</id><published>2010-04-08T20:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T21:03:18.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>114th Post, De-stressing</title><content type='html'>YAYYYY~&lt;br /&gt;I love de-stressing. :3&lt;br /&gt;Today, after the semis, Coach told us to de-stress today before tomorrow's finals.&lt;br /&gt;Play, relax, eat, etc.&lt;br /&gt;And... so we did!&lt;br /&gt;Went to Kopitiam after dismissal.&lt;br /&gt;Then Benjamin gave a good suggestion:&lt;br /&gt;Watch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;So, we did!&lt;br /&gt;How To Train Your Dragon, 3D.&lt;br /&gt;It was...&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME!!!! XDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;Super cool, esp. Night Fury(Toothless)...&lt;br /&gt;His flames go BOOM, like missiles... Hahas...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I now owe Felicia $11.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. :/&lt;br /&gt;At least we all felt better after the movie! :D&lt;br /&gt;Jing Yi slept through it. O_O&lt;br /&gt;Okay... well, tomorrow's the finals.&lt;br /&gt;I've played, relaxed, and I'm reading my second Percy Jackson book.&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to sleep at 9:30, as instructed by coach...&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight in advance~ :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-6539382993431204739?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/6539382993431204739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/04/114th-post-de-stressing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/6539382993431204739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/6539382993431204739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/04/114th-post-de-stressing.html' title='114th Post, De-stressing'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-3911572093326948203</id><published>2010-04-07T21:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T21:14:47.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>113th Post, Contribution</title><content type='html'>YES!&lt;br /&gt;I'M IN THE FINALS!&lt;br /&gt;Although it seems like a fluke....&lt;br /&gt;Well, now I know that I'll be able to contribute at least 1 or 2 points to the total score. That's important. Very.&lt;br /&gt;So, from what I've seen, the B Division guys will probably be able to get around 30 points(if all goes moderately well) and 40 if everything goes PERFECT. That's more than enough for our 3rd placing goal! :D&lt;br /&gt;Only problem is, we're short of one boat for our goal. We aimed for 10, now the maximum we can get is 9. Wonder if Coach will nag about that.&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, how's school life been, guys? I'm sure it's fun ;D I'm enjoying Bedok, getting sunburnt and all. Btw, those who didn't make it to Semis or Finals will have to go to school tomorrow(Damien managed to PERSUADE Ms Lim to let him go to Bedok tomorrow. Wth) so there'll be some more canoeists in school! Ah well, we got quite a number of boats in Semis and Finals already so it won't be much of a difference anyway... ;)&lt;br /&gt;I'll reply all your tags now. Hahas~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-3911572093326948203?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/3911572093326948203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/04/113th-post-contribution.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/3911572093326948203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/3911572093326948203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/04/113th-post-contribution.html' title='113th Post, Contribution'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-2339113306537990835</id><published>2010-04-05T19:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T20:08:11.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>112nd Post, It Starts Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>It Starts Tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;And I will do my very best&lt;br /&gt;to crush their dreams tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I must win.&lt;br /&gt;I need a win.&lt;br /&gt;I need the glory!!!!&lt;br /&gt;-silence-&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to point.&lt;br /&gt;Today was... okay.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really study much.&lt;br /&gt;But I DID put my heart into Maths, okay. :D&lt;br /&gt;As for the rest....&lt;br /&gt;SS was fun.&lt;br /&gt;DOOOOOOOOM.&lt;br /&gt;Now Ms Shirley Tan's taking us...&lt;br /&gt;And we're gonna have to go for AP...&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOO!!!! -cries-&lt;br /&gt;But really, it's kinda sad.&lt;br /&gt;After so much... freedom...&lt;br /&gt;now we're in hell.&lt;br /&gt;Not like it's so bad for me, of course.&lt;br /&gt;I could do well if I wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just...&lt;br /&gt;lazy.&lt;br /&gt;There. I said it.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still gonna do decent(if not well) for this year.&lt;br /&gt;And I &lt;i&gt;should&lt;/i&gt; try to get some glory for academic-related areas...&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. :/&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;I'll see how this goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the point before that point...&lt;br /&gt;National Inter-schools starts tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I will do my best!&lt;br /&gt;Best of luck to all our canoeists too!!!&lt;br /&gt;I swear to dish out some headaches to my competitors ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation between me and Benedict:&lt;br /&gt;Benedict: Nooo I don't want my bio test on Thursday...&lt;br /&gt;Me: Then? Shouldn't it be obvious... what you should do?&lt;br /&gt;Benedict: I have to go to Bedok on Thursday and Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Which means... you just have to win. Simple enough.&lt;br /&gt;Benedict: *smirks* Then during the race, I'll be thinking like...&lt;br /&gt;Both: "Don't want bio test, don't want bio test... Must...WIN!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha roflmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation between me and Damien:&lt;br /&gt;Damien: So... if we don't have races on Thursday and Friday, we don't go to Bedok?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No, we're going to Bedok on all days. Don't even think about not going.&lt;br /&gt;Damien: Ohhh. :D Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, tag wave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-2339113306537990835?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/2339113306537990835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/04/112nd-post-it-starts-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/2339113306537990835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/2339113306537990835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/04/112nd-post-it-starts-tomorrow.html' title='112nd Post, It Starts Tomorrow'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-4511624659026164099</id><published>2010-04-01T23:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T23:59:05.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>111th Post, Wave to Me~</title><content type='html'>Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;Bedok training was HELL.&lt;br /&gt;But we were sort of having fun... Abilash and I went to the boy's toilet to soak in the WARM water lol...&lt;br /&gt;Some of my books were slightly screwed. But nevermind, it could have been a lot worse! Like Syafiq's! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today!&lt;br /&gt;Syafiq screwed me in the morning with his stupid April Fool's joke :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that made me laugh to myself:&lt;br /&gt;Me: *Sits down on the mini-stage outside canteen*&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine: *Walks near*&lt;br /&gt;Me: (Hmm maybe I should try waving...) *Raises hand alittle*&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine: *Walks right past*&lt;br /&gt;Me: (......) Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;Tze Yee: *Walks near*&lt;br /&gt;Me: (Ah, a canoeist, maybe she'll wave?)&lt;br /&gt;Tze Yee: *Walks right past*&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wtf... Juniors...&lt;br /&gt;Xinyi: *Walks near*&lt;br /&gt;Me: (Sian I no mood to wave liao...)&lt;br /&gt;Xinyi: *Looks at me*&lt;br /&gt;Me: (FINALLY!) *Waves*&lt;br /&gt;Xinyi: *Waves back*&lt;br /&gt;HEYHEYHEY WTH MANNNN. My own junior didn't say hi, Jasmine I can accept. In the end only someone from Band said hi to me T_T CAN'T WAIT TO LEAVE THE TEAM. GRRR. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art lesson~ Spent most of the time in the Computer Lab using Facebook. Sian, Mrs Tan's supposed to check our files today... (wish me luck!)&lt;br /&gt;Maths, recess, CD.&lt;br /&gt;Ah.&lt;br /&gt;Idiot Terrence.&lt;br /&gt;Not my fault they didn't want to leave the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;Not my fault Mr Chan didn't let them into the Physics Lab.&lt;br /&gt;Not my fault they got "scolded".&lt;br /&gt;Also, he only blamed me. Why didn't he blame Karthik? Because he's an idiot who's just looking for an excuse to throw a tantrum. Stupid, immature little kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics.&lt;br /&gt;I finished everything I needed to do! Yay! Now I'm FREE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Assembly!&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to eat Tom Yum KUNG? HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Damn funny sia. Especially the part about ฉันรักเธอ(chăn rák ter)&lt;br /&gt;Does everyone remember what it means? The thai people are funny lol...&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much else. I'm lazy to think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-4511624659026164099?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/4511624659026164099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/04/111th-post-wave-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/4511624659026164099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/4511624659026164099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/04/111th-post-wave-to-me.html' title='111th Post, Wave to Me~'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-8408873017480028690</id><published>2010-03-30T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T23:11:54.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>110th Post, I Hate Bus Uncles</title><content type='html'>Seriously...&lt;br /&gt;Shall do a short recap.&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY!&lt;br /&gt;Went for training in the morning...&lt;br /&gt;Rhapsody in the afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;and Rhapsody at night.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I only went for the night one 'cos I couldn't find the elevator back to the carpark(initially...).&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine and Shiling from Choir great uh. Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;So was Aleen from International Dance.&lt;br /&gt;See? I said it already. Don't ask me. ;D&lt;br /&gt;Hitched a ride home in Jazz's dad's car! He's pretty nice :3&lt;br /&gt;I hope I won't get bashed by Jiasheng... D:&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY!&lt;br /&gt;Went to Popular at Tiong with my family and bought 5 books! 5 books from the Percy Jackson series... Now I have something healthy to keep myself busy with! Yay! :D&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY!&lt;br /&gt;Rained at Macritchie. We from the C Family found it fun. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Then the bus uncle was like *Neh neh neh, neh neh neh, blah blah blah*. Annoying... I know we're wet, but that idiot could've taken note of the weather right? Dumb. D:&lt;br /&gt;TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;On the bus to Bedok, me, Benedict, Weishan and Syafiq were at the back. And we had SOOO MUCH FUN(ask any other good canoeist in that bus, he or she will understand) joking around(TWINKLE TWINLKLE LITTLE STAR, SHOW I WONDER WHAT YOU ARE~)... HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;Paddled like, 6km and then went up. The bus uncle this time refused to drive us back to school because we were late by 30 minutes. FINE. But he shouted at Syafiq, Mr Yim, and then at all of us. THEN I wanted to punch is dickface. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;We managed to go home in another bus anyway. Stupid uncle. They all grumble...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiIWeii, Signing Out!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-8408873017480028690?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/8408873017480028690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/03/110th-post-i-hate-bus-uncles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/8408873017480028690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/8408873017480028690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/03/110th-post-i-hate-bus-uncles.html' title='110th Post, I Hate Bus Uncles'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-1063212417178800948</id><published>2010-03-25T19:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T19:10:04.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>109th Post, Rest Day</title><content type='html'>Okay!&lt;br /&gt;What happened today?&lt;br /&gt;Erm... yeah.&lt;br /&gt;This morning, in arena.&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated myself and threw my bag onto the ground!&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Shall not talk about that.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Kung isn't in school today!&lt;br /&gt;So the people in the Art class(me included) skipped half of Maths lesson.&lt;br /&gt;What else....&lt;br /&gt;Oh, apparently now people want me to be the vice-team captain. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded some links onto fb. I was bored...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. KHR is finally starting on its next arc! It looks like it's gonna be cool ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-1063212417178800948?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/1063212417178800948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/03/109th-post-rest-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/1063212417178800948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/1063212417178800948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/03/109th-post-rest-day.html' title='109th Post, Rest Day'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-2634953836715916273</id><published>2010-03-22T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T23:00:31.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>108th Post, Charming Juniors</title><content type='html'>My juniors are soooo charming! :}&lt;br /&gt;Esp. the guys! :D&lt;br /&gt;I shall not divulge too much unless someone asks XD&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, KHR has finally ended its future arc, aww D;&lt;br /&gt;And there shall be another one starting soon! YAY XD&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-2634953836715916273?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/2634953836715916273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/03/108th-post-charming-juniors.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/2634953836715916273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/2634953836715916273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/03/108th-post-charming-juniors.html' title='108th Post, Charming Juniors'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-2661986068588047230</id><published>2010-03-19T23:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T00:02:10.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>107th Post, Training Camp '10 Ends</title><content type='html'>Yo!&lt;br /&gt;It's been hell.&lt;br /&gt;First day of camp, training for nearly the whole day. Lunch was nice! LOL. Haressh said that Ms Lim definitely wasn't the one who chose the food... :P&lt;br /&gt;Had theory lessons with the TT and Basketball teams. Quite boring, but not bad...&lt;br /&gt;Second day, another two trainings for the day. Watched movie at night. Omg, cool. It's called The Flying Scotsman, a movie about an Olympic champion named Graeme Obree. How touching~~~&lt;br /&gt;Today, had a Macdonald's breakfast in the morning! I was in a bad mood for some unknown reason. But... nevermind. I survived.&lt;br /&gt;After break camp, went to Tiong. Ate from KFC. Jazz kept on hearing what I whispered to Syafiq and it was... well, pretty cool. I kept on talking about her "Doggy Sense"(inside joke) and how she should trade it for a Spidey Sense instead cos she's so clumsy :O&lt;br /&gt;Okay... nothing much else, I guess? Goodnight~ :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-2661986068588047230?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/2661986068588047230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/03/107th-post-training-camp-10-ends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/2661986068588047230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/2661986068588047230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/03/107th-post-training-camp-10-ends.html' title='107th Post, Training Camp &apos;10 Ends'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-3161496712070252345</id><published>2010-03-15T00:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T00:29:30.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>106th Post, NJCC '10 Ends</title><content type='html'>HIHI!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to post right after the NJCC!(I know it's not Sunday anymore. Shut up)&lt;br /&gt;So... Saturday was pretty gloomy.&lt;br /&gt;But, today ROCKED!&lt;br /&gt;Esp. with Weishan and Benedict.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;3 my C Family :3 (hopefully the first and last time I do this)&lt;br /&gt;By the way, made it into Semis on Saturday. Didn't win, but it was a first!&lt;br /&gt;Syafiq cheered up alot today. I felt kinda happy too, maybe it's because I saw him look better than the day before...&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, NJCC has ended.&lt;br /&gt;Now to look forward to Inter-schools! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-3161496712070252345?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/3161496712070252345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/03/106th-post-njcc-10-ends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/3161496712070252345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/3161496712070252345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/03/106th-post-njcc-10-ends.html' title='106th Post, NJCC &apos;10 Ends'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-4631827170587926431</id><published>2010-03-12T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T21:19:46.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>105th Post, Tomorrow is Hell</title><content type='html'>Damn.&lt;br /&gt;I gotta sleep early.&lt;br /&gt;Had trg just now.&lt;br /&gt;Small sets...&lt;br /&gt;Weighed boats. Wth. The extra 5kg, I don't like... D:&lt;br /&gt;Came home.&lt;br /&gt;Runny nose.&lt;br /&gt;headache.&lt;br /&gt;Dug around the drawer looking for medicine.&lt;br /&gt;Cannot find.&lt;br /&gt;All the scientific names.&lt;br /&gt;And I said to myself, "Fuck this..."&lt;br /&gt;Then I just took a Panadol. Heck care.&lt;br /&gt;Showered.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I must make my competitors have headaches...&lt;br /&gt;So hopefully the Panadol works.&lt;br /&gt;If not, then...&lt;br /&gt;I'll still give them headaches.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight... good luck to all GESS Canoeists too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-4631827170587926431?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/4631827170587926431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/03/105th-post-tomorrow-is-hell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/4631827170587926431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/4631827170587926431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/03/105th-post-tomorrow-is-hell.html' title='105th Post, Tomorrow is Hell'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-4103666130422492638</id><published>2010-03-08T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T21:16:56.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>104th Post, Continue Evolving</title><content type='html'>FINALLY!&lt;br /&gt;Last week,&lt;br /&gt;I finally beat my old C1 2km record!!!&lt;br /&gt;Now it's 12:46!!!&lt;br /&gt;SO HAPPY :D&lt;br /&gt;That aside...&lt;br /&gt;Today has been hell.&lt;br /&gt;English in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Got my test paper back from long looong ago.&lt;br /&gt;25/30 for the situational writing.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why...&lt;br /&gt;It's not satisfactory.&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I felt that I should have gotten more?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;Who the hell gets unhappy over a 25/30?&lt;br /&gt;Very wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During recess, nearly got caught by Mr Kung for my nametag(like, FINALLY?). Luckily I managed to squeeze my way out of it...&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies. Mr Prem came in. Everyone was like YAYYYYYYYY and some were like... *SCREAMS*... until Ms Gladys Tan came in and Mr Prem realized that he had gone to the wrong class... Still had the test... DIE...&lt;br /&gt;After school, Mr Chan called for a class meeting.&lt;br /&gt;Alot of shouting.&lt;br /&gt;I shall not divulge too much...&lt;br /&gt;English programme. Better than last week.&lt;br /&gt;Training. Did PT with juniors cos we were late. Sucked. A lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else, right? I don't want to leave anything out.. it's so scary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-4103666130422492638?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/4103666130422492638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/03/104th-post-continue-evolving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/4103666130422492638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/4103666130422492638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/03/104th-post-continue-evolving.html' title='104th Post, Continue Evolving'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-2426752020543818503</id><published>2010-03-05T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T22:27:33.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>103rd Post, Preparation</title><content type='html'>Haizzzz.&lt;br /&gt;Nationals are coming!&lt;br /&gt;Although it's only the first of three major events for guys this year...&lt;br /&gt;I need to get stronger&lt;br /&gt;or I won't be able to do that...&lt;br /&gt;"falling stroke"...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so I'm torn in between playing like nobody's business and working the stress off.&lt;br /&gt;HAIZZZZZZZ....&lt;br /&gt;Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;FYI, I'll probably be changing my nickname and blog link soon.&lt;br /&gt;Cos I see people changing alot of times...&lt;br /&gt;A new blogskin?&lt;br /&gt;Need my nana sis to make an original one :O&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh siannn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-2426752020543818503?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/2426752020543818503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/03/103rd-post-preparation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/2426752020543818503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/2426752020543818503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/03/103rd-post-preparation.html' title='103rd Post, Preparation'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-9130655047758081182</id><published>2010-03-02T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T22:29:15.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>102nd Post, Hidden Charisma(Damien!?)</title><content type='html'>School.&lt;br /&gt;Had training.&lt;br /&gt;Then after training in the 132:&lt;br /&gt;*Four Crescent Girls enter the bus*&lt;br /&gt;Fourth girl: *Does some awkward stance or pose and then sits down*&lt;br /&gt;Me: *Stares*&lt;br /&gt;*After awhile, Haafizah whispers to Rahidah*&lt;br /&gt;Me: Haafizah!&lt;br /&gt;Haafizah: Yes?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Are you thinking what I think you are thinking?&lt;br /&gt;Haafizah: Yes....&lt;br /&gt;Me: *Points to the four girls*&lt;br /&gt;Haafizah: *Points to Damien*&lt;br /&gt;And I nearly did ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;Then I found out from the "Spy Division"(give them a cool name lol) that the girls were staring... at DAMIEN! :O&lt;br /&gt;That one of them then took a pic.&lt;br /&gt;That they then circulated it among themselves.&lt;br /&gt;.....and we were all laughing at the back(except for Damien, who was still clueless).&lt;br /&gt;Then we began talking about Damien getting a fanpage on Facebook, and how I would give them the name of the "anonymous guy"... his number... his SCHOOL... His ADDRESS... XD&lt;br /&gt;Then we remembered that some of them at Crescent are despo people(all girls... some are just too weak lol)&lt;br /&gt;When they got off the bus, they even looked up at him :O!!! So funny~ =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside...&lt;br /&gt;Today,&lt;br /&gt;10:10...&lt;br /&gt;Had somewhat of an opportunity?&lt;br /&gt;But didn't grab it.&lt;br /&gt;11:03..&lt;br /&gt;Finished my quiz. Not too bad... I hope.&lt;br /&gt;11:15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I stood at the end of the corridor.&lt;br /&gt;I saw you.&lt;br /&gt;But you didn't see me.&lt;br /&gt;I watched as you disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;I knew you would appear again.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to see.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to move.&lt;br /&gt;But my legs...&lt;br /&gt;were rooted to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;And at the end of the corridor,&lt;br /&gt;I saw you reappear,&lt;br /&gt;and go where you had to go.&lt;br /&gt;Then I managed to uproot myself.&lt;br /&gt;But I was screaming.&lt;br /&gt;Although nobody could hear.&lt;br /&gt;I was shaking.&lt;br /&gt;Although nobody could notice.&lt;br /&gt;I was crying.&lt;br /&gt;Although nobody would care.&lt;br /&gt;Someone came to talk to me,&lt;br /&gt;but I was already dead.&lt;br /&gt;And I left for where&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to go.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-9130655047758081182?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/9130655047758081182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/03/102nd-post-hidden-charismadamien.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/9130655047758081182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/9130655047758081182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/03/102nd-post-hidden-charismadamien.html' title='102nd Post, Hidden Charisma(Damien!?)'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-1180190953414029700</id><published>2010-02-20T00:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T00:15:58.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>101st Post, Intense Training</title><content type='html'>Haizzz.&lt;br /&gt;Guess I should post again...&lt;br /&gt;I haven't really been in the mood nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;See my tags, and I get lazy to reply.&lt;br /&gt;But I shall do that now.&lt;br /&gt;Last time I put up a Youtube link.&lt;br /&gt;This time I'll put up another one that matches my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eBF1RXIdzs8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eBF1RXIdzs8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know Maya's weird. Don't remind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-1180190953414029700?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/1180190953414029700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/02/101st-post-intense-training.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/1180190953414029700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/1180190953414029700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/02/101st-post-intense-training.html' title='101st Post, Intense Training'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-6542931779344804141</id><published>2010-02-13T22:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T23:04:03.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hundredth Post, End of the Ox</title><content type='html'>So... here we are!&lt;br /&gt;It's the last day of the Ox.&lt;br /&gt;I had yusheng just now :P&lt;br /&gt;No pics, but there WILL be another one tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;And maybe one on the day after tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;And another one on the day after that.&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, that &lt;i&gt;might&lt;/i&gt; happen.&lt;br /&gt;That aside...&lt;br /&gt;I shall send out a final tag wave for the year of the Ox!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh~ Just for fun, I'll put up this song. Enjoy! (I hope)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SBNpTLIoxu8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SBNpTLIoxu8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-6542931779344804141?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/6542931779344804141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/02/hundredth-post-end-of-ox.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/6542931779344804141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/6542931779344804141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/02/hundredth-post-end-of-ox.html' title='Hundredth Post, End of the Ox'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-6009484807300354481</id><published>2010-02-13T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T00:17:55.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ninety-ninth Post, Red Tiger</title><content type='html'>So...&lt;br /&gt;I appeared today as the RED TIGERRRR!!!&lt;br /&gt;Although I heard that some people called me a "Supertiger" instead =_=&lt;br /&gt;So it wasn't too bad.&lt;br /&gt;After school, went for training.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, only canoeists have training after CNY celebration. Sad eh?&lt;br /&gt;Paddled up to 800m mark. Sun slapped my face.&lt;br /&gt;Paddled down to 0m mark. Wind slapped my body.&lt;br /&gt;Either way, I was getting bitch-slapped.&lt;br /&gt;So training was hell.&lt;br /&gt;After training, went home and went for alittle bit of praying.&lt;br /&gt;That's all, bye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-6009484807300354481?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/6009484807300354481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/02/ninety-ninth-post-red-tiger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/6009484807300354481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/6009484807300354481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/02/ninety-ninth-post-red-tiger.html' title='Ninety-ninth Post, Red Tiger'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-4555428248622661403</id><published>2010-02-11T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T21:41:29.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ninety-eighth Post, Tiger Cape</title><content type='html'>Damn...&lt;br /&gt;Today has been hell.&lt;br /&gt;Stayed back after assembly to do the tiger thingy.&lt;br /&gt;That retard of a Damien didn't want to help. Idiot. Only does things when girls are around...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as it is I'll be wearing a curtain tomorrow for the Fancy Tiger event. =.=&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE try not to laugh too much. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Well, seeya all tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-4555428248622661403?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/4555428248622661403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/02/ninety-eighth-post-tiger-cape.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/4555428248622661403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/4555428248622661403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/02/ninety-eighth-post-tiger-cape.html' title='Ninety-eighth Post, Tiger Cape'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-9021235158137513244</id><published>2010-02-08T22:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T22:22:19.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ninety-seventh Post, Tiger</title><content type='html'>Short post!&lt;br /&gt;I was walking to the interchange today when I felt a small stone in my shoe. Just when I took my shoe off, I turned to the left to see a girl from BMSS staring at me through her rather large(if I remember correctly) specs. Then I hopped about awkwardly on one leg, put my shoe back on and walked away. Very quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Had SS test. Boring. I might pass.&lt;br /&gt;After morning assembly, went to the Speaker's Corner for the tiger thingy. Crap, I need a costume?&lt;br /&gt;During recess, I went to the fitness corner with Terrence to do 2 sets of the maximum number of pull-ups we could do. Terrence asked Damien along, but as I had told him beforehand, Damien said no. Damn idiot of a slacker.&lt;br /&gt;After school, had optional training with Benjamin and the rest before leaving the compound.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much, I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-9021235158137513244?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/9021235158137513244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/02/ninety-seventh-post-tiger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/9021235158137513244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/9021235158137513244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/02/ninety-seventh-post-tiger.html' title='Ninety-seventh Post, Tiger'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-7073016630397859681</id><published>2010-01-26T19:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T19:50:13.874+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PLEASEEE GO WITH ME T_T'/><title type='text'>Ninety-sixth Post, Lonely Dinner</title><content type='html'>YO!&lt;br /&gt;It's camp day tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Kinda sad, really :/&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, nevermind! *slaps myself*&lt;br /&gt;Just one thing!&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE PLEASE PLEASEEEEE, SEC 1s, 2s and 3s!&lt;br /&gt;GO FOR THE 125th ANNIVERSARY DINNER!&lt;br /&gt;Cos I paid for it already :/&lt;br /&gt;And I'm the only one in the class :/&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the only one in the level :/&lt;br /&gt;SO I WANT COMPANY!!!! T^T&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY  don't want to be eating with all the teachers by myself.&lt;br /&gt;Atleast one or two. I don't wanna be alone T_T&lt;br /&gt;PLEASEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;*kowtows*&lt;br /&gt;*bangs head on floor*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*faints*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-7073016630397859681?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/7073016630397859681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/01/ninety-sixth-post-lonely-dinner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/7073016630397859681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/7073016630397859681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/01/ninety-sixth-post-lonely-dinner.html' title='Ninety-sixth Post, Lonely Dinner'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-5750543982974726140</id><published>2010-01-23T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T21:21:56.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ninety-fifth Post, Rehearsal</title><content type='html'>Didn't go trg today. D:&lt;br /&gt;I went for the Facilitators' Trg instead.&lt;br /&gt;First part was SUPER crappy.&lt;br /&gt;Jessica obviously didn't want to be there... in a way. Jiasheng from my level was.... sort of okay.&lt;br /&gt;It sort of got better at the Mass Dance practice(I WANT NOBODY NOBODY BUT YOU~ CLAP CLAP) although that took some getting used to. Anyway, good work for all of 4E who came, cos we mastered it pretty well. ESPECIALLY AHMAD!!!! (SOLO! SOLO!! SOLO!!! SOLO!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;And the BB was at the side laughing...&lt;br /&gt;Then we had lunch and went up to the 3rd floor, outside the hall. Watched some people as they ran on the second floor... then stapled some boats together. Then we went down and danced again before heading to the now-vacant hall.&lt;br /&gt;There we helped Samuel and the rest of the SLs practice talking to the Sec 1s. Our imitation was... exaggerated. In the sense that we kept on saying, "I want a lollipop!" and "Mr Chan, he bully me!" over and over again. And so the SLs were powerless before us... MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA XD&lt;br /&gt;There was also this part when Bryan had taken some papers which all the SLs had. Immediately Junda asked, "Bryan, you folding bird arh?" and we backed it up with "Long or short one?" and "Is it big?". Mr Kung, sitting at the stairs at the front, made a really screwed face that made it damn obvious that he was trying VERY hard not to laugh. We saw it and that made &lt;i&gt;us&lt;/i&gt; laugh. He finally very nearly laughed at his own joke :D IT'S AN ACCOMPLISHMENT BY 4E! HAHAHAHA~&lt;br /&gt;After a long long while in the hall, we were released at 3. Hadirah, Andy, Saras and I went to Tiong to buy some drinks. Saras and I bought from Mr Bean(LOL I don't think she bought from there before) and Hadirah and Andy from Sweettalk. Then we all split before the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out!!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-5750543982974726140?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/5750543982974726140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/01/ninety-fifth-post-rehearsal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/5750543982974726140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/5750543982974726140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/01/ninety-fifth-post-rehearsal.html' title='Ninety-fifth Post, Rehearsal'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-5245399897874892398</id><published>2010-01-21T20:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T20:41:42.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ninety-fourth Post, $180!?!?</title><content type='html'>Hihi!&lt;br /&gt;Today has been weirdddd.&lt;br /&gt;No English today. One of the few times when I'm so happy that there's no English. You know why? Cos now, English sucks.&lt;br /&gt;(And that's coming from the sec 1 and 2 top in English ZZZZ)&lt;br /&gt;That aside, I've been getting more attached to Maths. Not because of that stupid LG Bra woman*, but because of Mr Kung. It's just... so much more fun with him in the classroom. Although one mistake means a while in the detention centre.&lt;br /&gt;Also, I get the feeling that I'm being a little too scary. Am I scary? Yes? NUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!! T_T&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's good to have something constantly bugging you. At least it helps you to stop thinking like ME D:&lt;br /&gt;GAHH. To add on to the stupid things Carolin Tan has done and is going to do, now we have to play $180 for aircons in the hall**, Rhapsody II*** AND [GESS Carnival]****.&lt;br /&gt;I'll explain why they're stupider than you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*- Put the words together and say it out. The old woman used to say everyday, "Where's my LG Bra, where's my LG Bra?" so some of us in 3E'09 thought of this :D&lt;br /&gt;**- Aircons. Yay!!! Oh yeah, those aren't for us until "N" or "O" levels. They're only for National Examinations. Sucks for the Sec 5s this year...&lt;br /&gt;***- PEOPLE WITH F.A.S DON'T HAVE TO PAY FOR RHAPSODY AND THEY GET TO GO!?!?&lt;br /&gt;****- We're supposed to sell the tickets. (Imagine taking $180 from your mom and giving it to the school. When she goes to the GESS Carnival, she has to buy a ticket that was made with her own money @_@)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-5245399897874892398?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/5245399897874892398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/01/ninety-fourth-post-180.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/5245399897874892398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/5245399897874892398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/01/ninety-fourth-post-180.html' title='Ninety-fourth Post, $180!?!?'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-3912936036654445465</id><published>2010-01-20T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T22:38:54.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nth to do...&lt;br /&gt;For now I shall reply to jw's post(cos she doesn't have a blog but STILL comes to mine... highly appreciated lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiaoWei! to :]jw:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA me dead!?!? We are pros, he's a half-naked bangla :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-3912936036654445465?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/3912936036654445465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/01/nth-to-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/3912936036654445465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/3912936036654445465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/01/nth-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-6952340727805197123</id><published>2010-01-17T22:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T22:45:02.403+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore Canoe Marathon 2010'/><title type='text'>Ninety-third Post, SCM 2010</title><content type='html'>YEAHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;I got a medal!&lt;br /&gt;But that shall come later.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 6:30 today. Got ready and took a taxi to Marina Reservoir... and turned up 10 minutes early.&lt;br /&gt;Tze Yee and Ying Ying were there. With a can of Red Bull. Then Xiuting, Jingwei and Jingyi came too. I as the only senior T_T&lt;br /&gt;Until Nana came along :D But she didn't call her bro till I told her to D:&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had my event at around 9:04. I capped during the first round, but thankfully there was another guy who had capped. So instead of waiting for the Safety Boat, I struck a deal with the guy and we both managed to get back onto our boats...&lt;br /&gt;Second round was okay. Chiong-ed through the Portage. I nearly capped a couple of times, but didn't.&lt;br /&gt;Third round was a nightmare. Capped again after the Benjamin Sheares Bridge, but luckily(and I REALLY mean luckily), a Safety Boat appeared right behind me and I managed to get back on real quickly :D&lt;br /&gt;I paddled all the way to the supposed finish line and scanned for a "checkered flag". None. I panicked. I desperately asked Mr Teo where the flags were, but it was too noisy D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw the &lt;i&gt;red&lt;/i&gt; flags. I choing-ed... and capped again. AGAIN, I managed to find some free guy to help me up on my boat. Then I went through and grumbled to Mr Teo about the stupid flags :X&lt;br /&gt;After that I took a cab to Macritchie with Ying Ying, Zoe, and Haafizah and met with Mr Teo and the other four there. Washed a few boats and put them back in the shed... then halfway through, I got a call from Damien.&lt;br /&gt;Damien:Eh Xiaowei, you got third leh! They give out already.&lt;br /&gt;Me: THIRD!!! YEAHHHH!!!!!! Wait, who's the lucky bastard who overtook me when I capped just now?&lt;br /&gt;Damien: Errrr never see. But you got third!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA I was like siao after that XD&lt;br /&gt;Then when I returned to Marina Reservoir, everyone shaked my hand... O_O and it was all "Grats" and "Thankyou(s)". Jingwei and Jingyi got medals too, 4th and 6th. Cool.&lt;br /&gt;Then it was the Junior and Master categories. Most of us who were not competing went to the Portage area to help out. Ahh; FYI, H2O + Power Gel = Something Like Diarrhoea.&lt;br /&gt;After all of them were done, Jingwei, Ying Ying, Sangina, Haafizah and I walked back because the cars didn't have enough space @_@&lt;br /&gt;Quite fun. There were a few stupid perverted Banglas but I went damn vulgar towards them because of that :D&lt;br /&gt;When we went back, I found out from Syafiq that he had gotten 6th with Yu Chen :D and that Benjamin had gotten 8th in his K1 :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;So... quite happy.&lt;br /&gt;But someone took my marathon shirt.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, Mr Teo said he would be getting one for me... somehow.&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to go to Macritchie for the rest of the boats, but we were excused since we had helped out in the morning :D&lt;br /&gt;We were walking to the shopping centre... then the bus 16 came and Jingwei and I quickly rushed for it. I told the rest how to go to where they wanted to go(crap, forgot the name of the place) and the both of us left the group since we had to rush.&lt;br /&gt;Chatted with Jingwei all the way to the interchange, where I took the 167 home. Nice dinner~ Western! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-6952340727805197123?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/6952340727805197123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/01/ninety-third-post-scm-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/6952340727805197123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/6952340727805197123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/01/ninety-third-post-scm-2010.html' title='Ninety-third Post, SCM 2010'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-7688433002770549199</id><published>2010-01-12T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T22:41:44.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ninety-second Post, Sad Day</title><content type='html'>Ahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Not very good today.&lt;br /&gt;Cranky.&lt;br /&gt;So before I go vulgar,&lt;br /&gt;I'll just list the current tag ranking results(top 4 this time):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;1st&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aleen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;2nd&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mavis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;3rd&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;4th&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alvina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are the late ones:&lt;br /&gt;Manoj&lt;br /&gt;Yenyi(SUPER late)&lt;br /&gt;You two won't be getting anything, sorry D: Especially to Manoj. Ah well, he doesn't seem to be very enthusiastic anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be something special for the lucky person(and by that I REALLY mean lucky)... I'm hoping that I don't burn too big of a hole in my pocket for this :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mood has improved considerably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-7688433002770549199?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/7688433002770549199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/01/ninety-second-post-sad-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/7688433002770549199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/7688433002770549199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/01/ninety-second-post-sad-day.html' title='Ninety-second Post, Sad Day'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-5418726985218973595</id><published>2010-01-09T00:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T00:47:28.298+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='We&apos;re all gonna die on the 15th of January 2010'/><title type='text'>Ninety-first Post, Red, red, RED!!!!</title><content type='html'>Ohhhhkay!&lt;br /&gt;Started today on a happy note!&lt;br /&gt;But got caught by Mr Teo for not having my school badge on D:&lt;br /&gt;Btw, the orientation sucked.&lt;br /&gt;Atleast for me and Vincent.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I hate talking to girl groups.&lt;br /&gt;And, what the hell is so scary about the T2? @_@&lt;br /&gt;Vincent and I probably got the stupidest job for today T_T&lt;br /&gt;Meanie Kelin. D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;After orientation, went to the General Office.&lt;br /&gt;OM said, "I've prepared it for you already. :D"&lt;br /&gt;YAY! Finally got the red dustbin, and an extra red dustpan to boot(which, the OM pointed out, has a red handle too! COOOOOOOOL~)! Brought it back to class, and Mr Chan seemed pleased enough. CD lesson, then recess... nothing much happened, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry was sucky. Mr Wong's lessons are ALWAYS sucky, from what I've heard. D:&lt;br /&gt;Went for training. Paddled for 2km... then capped. Paddled for another 1.5km... then capped again. Seriously, I don't know what's wrong with me today.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of rain, but only for a few minutes. Carried my boat back solo for nothing...&lt;br /&gt;Paddled alittle bit more, then packed up. Showered, then took a cab with Wei Shan and Syafiq to Tiong. From there, Syafiq and I went home and so did Wei Shan.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno why, but it's kinda nice to talk to Syafiq when he's actually listening sometimes. It's.... a reassurance... sort of. That I'm not alone. Not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for the so-called tag rankings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;***1st Place***&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhenyue&lt;br /&gt;Comments: WOOHOO XD YOU DESERVE A PRIZE! LIKE... A SHINY... THINGY! Lol. Or would you like a crystal angel? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;**2nd Place**&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelin&lt;br /&gt;Comments: Erm... Why do I get the feeling that you didn't tag here because of the tag wave? :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;*3rd Place*&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine&lt;br /&gt;Comments: HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY! Sorry, I didn't know D: But again, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Rest(LOL I'm so mean)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aleen&lt;br /&gt;Manoj&lt;br /&gt;Mavis&lt;br /&gt;Alvina&lt;br /&gt;Comments: Don't worry, your tags were VERY much appreciated too! I'm just lazy to type out everything... :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all, folks!&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-5418726985218973595?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/5418726985218973595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/01/ninety-first-post-red-red-red.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/5418726985218973595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/5418726985218973595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/01/ninety-first-post-red-red-red.html' title='Ninety-first Post, Red, red, RED!!!!'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-7386612996081462615</id><published>2010-01-07T17:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T18:18:28.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nintieth Post, Summary of the first week 2010</title><content type='html'>Hiiii.&lt;br /&gt;No mood to post lately. D:&lt;br /&gt;BUT!&lt;br /&gt;Now I shall post.&lt;br /&gt;Only cos my game is undergoing some maintenance...&lt;br /&gt;So, summary of the past few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;FIRST DAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Folded paper boats. Noting much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;SECOND DAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a new student in class! *Drumroll* SARAS! You know, I always thought that Saras was a malay or something(I've noticed that she has a plurk account, I've seen it before) but now I know that she's a chinese! :O By the way, she picked a pretty good time to come back from Hong Kong. If she had come back last year.... *evil grin*&lt;br /&gt;Well, she wouldn't be smiling so much now.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Chan demanded that we revamp our classroom by 15th January. Damn.... And he wants a red dustbin to boot. WHAT THE HELL?&lt;br /&gt;Had meeting after school. Quite fun. After the meeting, we played Captain's Ball with two Captains on each side. I played defense, then moved on to being the Captain(to force Jing Wei to run around and have some fun... hehe) but it didn't do much as Jing Wei told me that other than Jarret, none of the Sec 1s were getting any balls passed to them D:&lt;br /&gt;So I asked her, "You want me to issue an order anot? I tell liao, everyone confirm pass to you all..."&lt;br /&gt;And she replied, "Huh? Nononono, no need lah, I also don't want to run so much."&lt;br /&gt;Lol... and then we just kept on chatting there... Soon after, Mr Teo, Ms Lim and Mr Yim(new teacher) were on the playing field and we were STILL chatting.... then when we scored, the ball was passed to me... I passed it to Jing Wei... then Mr Yim asked, "Are you from my team?"(he's on the other team with Mr Teo) and Jing Wei actually stoned there for awhile before saying, "Yah, I'm from your team.~" And I was like, :O&lt;br /&gt;So what Jing Wei did was, she passed it to Jing Yi and Jing Yi threw it back at me.&lt;br /&gt;SCORE.&lt;br /&gt;Then Mr Yin was like, "HUH?" with that blur look on his face... HAHA, CLASSIC LOOK XD&lt;br /&gt;And I said, "Niceone double agent! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~"&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Noting much after that, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;THIRD DAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't manage to get the red dustbin. There were only blue ones, and the OM said that he would order one for me... Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;After school, had training. Ran four rounds around the old 2.4 route, then did gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;FOURTH DAY(TODAY)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was... suckish. I won't go into that though.&lt;br /&gt;I STILL don't have the red dustbin. I know Mr Chan noticed it when he stepped into class this morning, and that's probably why he had stared at me expectantly...&lt;br /&gt;CD lesson was kind of fun. We were asked questions about the new school values. I was a victim, I tell you! A VICTIM!!!!&lt;br /&gt;So now we have new ways of showing "Discipline" and "Respect". Ask me to show YOU, who's reading this, sometime. It'll be interesting... *smirks*&lt;br /&gt;That aside, I STILL DON'T HAVE THE RED DUSTBIN!!!! I've been pretty much stressed lately, probably the reason why I've been having alot of stomachaches @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now time for something that I haven't done in a long... time. Tag waveee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-7386612996081462615?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/7386612996081462615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/01/nintieth-post-summary-of-first-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/7386612996081462615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/7386612996081462615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2010/01/nintieth-post-summary-of-first-week.html' title='Nintieth Post, Summary of the first week 2010'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-8896454596196127126</id><published>2009-12-24T16:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T17:07:41.886+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GESS Canoeists&apos; Christmas Gathering 2009'/><title type='text'>Eighty-ninth Post, GESS Canoeists' Christmas Gathering 2009</title><content type='html'>Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was great.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 7:30 and went to Harbourfront soon after.&lt;br /&gt;Reached at 9+. Haressh, Benedict and Shahril were there.&lt;br /&gt;We waited at KFC until 10+. By then, some people had come. Not all, though.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Sentosa via Monorail. At Siloso Beach, we set up the mats and settled down. Some of us changed, and then we went into the water with a frizbee.&lt;br /&gt;Played monkey in the middle. DAMN FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;After playing for awhile, Shiying came down with some chips. Then she started "feeding the dolphins"(the sec 1s LOL) and then the sharks(Shahril, Benedict, Jarret, Joel, Haressh and I) went to eat too~ XD Quite funny, eating from Shiying's hand. That must be how dolphins feel! :O&lt;br /&gt;Some of us played monkey in the middle again on the beach in the afternoon. The way Jingwei was throwing was LOUSY(as quoted from her) but after awhile, it sort of got better... Jiasheng was running like mad the moment he became the monkey, and I managed to block Vincent from getting the frizbee twice :D MWAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;At night, we exchanged gifts. I got a manga and handphone strap from Ying Ying(both KHR, much appreciated, THANKS!) and gave Jingyi the crystal angel. Don't know if she liked it(don't think she did), but... well, nevermind about that. Benjamin also gave each of us(or was it the Sec 3s only?) a cute little tortoise-thingy handphone strap. I got a blue-shell, COOL~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated Vincent's belated birthday with two messy chocolate cakes and took lots of pictures. Vincent should be HONOURED to have the entire team celebrate with him =D&lt;br /&gt;Went to leave Sentosa, but the monorail was having some problems. While waiting for a bus, apparently I happened to overreact to something(Jingwei said that I should be less sensitive to particular topics since I have sisters). But SERIOUSLY, it's not like I have much of a choice. What would a girl think if a guy just comfortably talks about that kinda stuff with her @_@&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. We all managed to fit into a bus headed to Harbourfront after alot of squeezing. Back at Harbourfront Centre, we went to Macdonald's(not like we had much of a choice) for a late dinner. After that, we split and went home at around 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great gathering.&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-8896454596196127126?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/8896454596196127126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/12/eighty-ninth-post-gess-canoeists.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/8896454596196127126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/8896454596196127126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/12/eighty-ninth-post-gess-canoeists.html' title='Eighty-ninth Post, GESS Canoeists&apos; Christmas Gathering 2009'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-5271299380166190002</id><published>2009-12-16T09:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T09:33:16.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eighty-eigth Post, Vivid Nightmares</title><content type='html'>Hey.&lt;br /&gt;I apologize for the previous stupid post.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno what happened.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;some stuff have been happening recently.&lt;br /&gt;I've taken out my antique gaming console just for fun, etc.&lt;br /&gt;I also had a weird dream(s) yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;First, something that reminds me of Willy Wonka from "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory".&lt;br /&gt;An example:&lt;br /&gt;Me: Whoa, the lizard's releasing hot steam, damn it's burning!&lt;br /&gt;Willy Wonka(sort of): *Sitting on the lizard; it's actually only the size of my arm* Nah, it's a HEAT CONTROLLER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, lame, I know. But it seemed weird that I actually played along with it.&lt;br /&gt;Another example:&lt;br /&gt;I was in a room, looking at my blog. New posts and lots of comments. Comments from people I knew, but didn't link. Unfortunately, I wasn't the one who had posted on the blog. Turning around...&lt;br /&gt;I slapped Xozaron.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I slapped him.&lt;br /&gt;No idea why I would have been so angry.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he wasn't supposed to touch my stuff?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;But it made me feel weird when I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nightmares have been becoming more vivid.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it's because I'm trying to reject a large portion of human emotions, or if it's simply because I've been playing too much recently.&lt;br /&gt;Either way, I'm enjoying my nightmares.&lt;br /&gt;They give me a reason to hope that I'll have a nice dream sometime.&lt;br /&gt;Although I hate beautiful dreams, since they make the world seem even more imperfect than I already know it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios.&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-5271299380166190002?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/5271299380166190002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/12/eighty-eigth-post-vivid-nightmares.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/5271299380166190002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/5271299380166190002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/12/eighty-eigth-post-vivid-nightmares.html' title='Eighty-eigth Post, Vivid Nightmares'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-6816489476181601074</id><published>2009-12-02T23:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T23:07:03.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have to spill a little.&lt;br /&gt;i hate mushroom balls. i hate my sister. i hate my life. i hate reality i hate my computer i hate myself i hate my stupidity i hate my sister's laziness i hate this world i hate stupid accusations i hate liars i hate jerks i hate idiots i hate losers i hate sores i hate you i hate you all i hate this i hate that I HATE EVERYONE I HATE EVERYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all.&lt;br /&gt;good night.&lt;br /&gt;shit all this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-6816489476181601074?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/6816489476181601074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-have-to-spill-little.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/6816489476181601074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/6816489476181601074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-have-to-spill-little.html' title=''/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-279137866563944302</id><published>2009-11-28T17:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T21:17:24.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eighty-seventh Post, After Krabi</title><content type='html'>I'm back from Krabi!&lt;br /&gt;Anyone missed me? Guess not. :]&lt;br /&gt;The expedition was great. Lots of WATER. Unfortunately most of it was pretty much salty. Here's the stuff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;First day of expedition, 23/11/09(Monday)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Budget Terminal pretty early and had my lunch there with my family. Turned out that we were supposed to have lunch AFTER we checked in. So... yeah, had an early lunch that day. Ms Lim gave us a whistle each before we got in. Apparently it's for signalling that there's a problem when we're paddling...&lt;br /&gt;When the plane lifted off the ground, some of the girls suddenly screamed. The rest of us just... laughed like hell. :D&lt;br /&gt;The plane ride was kinda fun. Except that when I finally got off, my ears were hurting. (Oh so sorry, I've never taken a plane before.) That went away after I blew my nose though. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;We went to this pleasant place in Krabi called the Coconut Home. The huts were tiny and they were crawling with bugs, but eventually Haressh, Benjamin, Damien and I got used to it. After getting our stuff ready, all of us went to this fair &lt;i&gt;quite&lt;/i&gt; far away from the Home. And lucky us, the fair was there for only five to six days. We just &lt;i&gt;happened&lt;/i&gt; to be there.&lt;br /&gt;Noting much happened during the trip, except that Syafiq, Damien, Manoj and I had stalked Ms Lim and Mr Teo(quoting from myself, "LIKE NINJAS!") and that we watched them drink "adult chrysanthemum tea"(guess? haha)...&lt;br /&gt;We went back rather late, and the four of us Sec 3 guys tried going to sleep on the queen-sized bed. Damien took a blanket and slept on the floor halfway through the night, saying that it was "more comfortable". Sheesh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Second day of expedition, 24/11/09(Tuesday)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--@ 2:41a.m.--&lt;br /&gt;All four of us woke up suddenly, at 2:41. WEIRD. Only after 3 could we finally get to sleep. Crappy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--@ approx. 6a.m.--&lt;br /&gt;Woke up with a nice start. Benji didn't wanna get up... but Resshy and I had our ways. Got ready, and assembled at 6:30. After breakfast(which Felicia didn't like because of the onions), we got our Dry Packs and carried the 33kg tri-yaks down to the shoreline. NOT FUN. We started our not-so-little island-hopping journey with Huey leading the way and "TC" as the Sweeper at the back. After.... alot of pain with Damien and the 10km Crossing*, we had our lunch on a little island. After that we just paddled some more and went back to the beach near the Coconut Home in the evening. Dinner was.... okay. We went to sleep soon after.&lt;br /&gt;*- A Crossing is a route which a person can paddle through in the ocean, and has no islands to rest on on the way - it's sort of like a one-way trip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Third day of expedition, 25/11/09(Wednesday)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't have problems sleeping this time. From what Joel told Haressh, we weren't the only ones who woke up near 3 the day before. Resshy said that maybe it was like "The Happening". I sort of covered my ears and told him to shut up.&lt;br /&gt;After the first day of paddling which Huey said the distance was around 25km, I had lost most of my enthusiasm to continue paddling. I paired up with Joel since he said that the name he wrote down in the pre-camp reflection for "Who I want to know more during the camp" was mine. It was a lot more fun than with Damien, although it was probably because on this day we paddled lesser and with less haste. We played around more and went to a "hidden lagoon" where I and some others started capsizing other kayaks with Huey's suggestion. Even Ms Lim and Mr Teo's kayak wasn't spared... &gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;On this day, Syafiq and I found out the stories behind the three staff at the Coconut Home. Kind of... interesting lives they have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fourth day of expedition, 26/11/09(Thursday)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had camped on a more "civilized" island(as I had said simply 'cos there were actual signboards there, and also 'cos there was a tower sticking out of the vegetation) the night before. Haressh took a tent for the both of us, but it turned out that it was a 5-man tent instead of the 2-man tents meant for the guys. Despite the envy from the rest of getting a larger tent, the both of us found it a nightmare to try and sleep the entire night. The rest didn't seem to be affected.&lt;br /&gt;We were late for breakfast by 10 minutes and that meant that we had to do 500 pushups(50 for every minute). We did 250, and ate our breakfast before setting out for another day of nonstop paddling. I was paired up with Kaikin and we were doing fine until he left me alone on the boat while he paddled away on Huey's cool-looking boat... Fortunately for me, I paddled on until I found a motor** floating around in the ocean! :O I put it on the front on the kayak and soon, I was ahead of some of the others :P&lt;br /&gt;We had lunch in a rather secluded area. After lunch, we watched as the monkeys ran around up on the rocks around us. We saw a particularly large monkey and I named it Big Balls(because... uhhhh... well, read between the lines). It was terrorizing the smaller monkeys and we didn't really like it, but all of us just stood there watching anyway. After awhile, Big Balls opened us his legs and... started peeing.... That made us all laugh nonstop.&lt;br /&gt;After a few more minutes, Big Balls went up behind another monkey and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:20pt;"&gt;SUDDENLY&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:15pt;"&gt;started&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;humping&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:7pt;"&gt;it...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That just made us laugh even harder...&lt;br /&gt;After the "Monkey Porn"(as the senior citizens had named it) drama, we got our kayaks and went into a canyon. Not so grand, and the mangrove swamp was particularly disliked, but when we came out of it we were in a large river. We took a viciously wet photo and paddled to where we had to return the rented kayaks, where some of the guys(including me) grabbed the mini-buckets and started splashing everyone else with the first freshwater we had since the day before. After a few minutes of wild splashing, we loaded our stuff into the lorry-like vehicle and rode it back to the Coconut Home(this time, Huey actually meant it when he said it would "take three minutes"). We did 150 pushups, and Ms Lim said that they would forget about the remaining 100 if we assembled on time at 7:30p.m. for dinner. We savored the first actual bath we had ever since we landed in Krabi and went for dinner. This time, we had to do the cooking ourselves. Eryanah sis cooked for me :P and it was GREAT! There were even thai pancakes, spaghetti  and kebabs for us all. BEST. THAI DINNER. EVER!!!!! Then all of us shared our reflections with the rest of the team. It was... fun.&lt;br /&gt;We went to sleep after that. I was unusually happy that night, according to what Kelin had said.&lt;br /&gt;**- Benjamin!!! HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Last day of expedition, 27/11/09(Friday)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up early in the morning - 5a.m. - to go to the Deep Water Solo site. We took a boat there, and when we reached the site we started to climb the cliffside. Some of the seniors, Benjamin and Manoj actually made it to the 12m mark - the highest point there. Most of us jumped into the water more than once. It was DAMN FUN~&lt;br /&gt;We went back to the "port" after 3 hours and got changed. We did some shopping, and ate lunch at a more &lt;i&gt;english&lt;/i&gt; place XD&lt;br /&gt;After that, went back to the Coconut Home, packed, said bye to the staff at the Home and went to the Phuket international airport. There, we took the plane to Singapore at 8. HOME SWEET HOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cousin's Wedding, 28/11/09(Today)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I went home, I turned the computer on and played from 12+ to 1:30a.m. Then I went to sleep. THE END.&lt;br /&gt;Not.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 9 to watch TV(hehe). Then after some preparation, my family and I went to some hotel(Waterfront?) for my cousin's Wedding Lunch. The food was great, and I got to drink champagne and red wine(legally, okay?). After that... went home.&lt;br /&gt;NOW it's the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag rankings!&lt;br /&gt;1. Xiuting&lt;br /&gt;2. Kelin&lt;br /&gt;3. Weiqi&lt;br /&gt;4. Yanxuan&lt;br /&gt;5. Pamela&lt;br /&gt;6. Mavis&lt;br /&gt;7. Manoj&lt;br /&gt;8. Yenyi&lt;br /&gt;9. Ying Ying&lt;br /&gt;10. Felicia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten people... no idea whether I should be happy or not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks people. For replying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-279137866563944302?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/279137866563944302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/11/eighty-seventh-post-after-krabi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/279137866563944302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/279137866563944302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/11/eighty-seventh-post-after-krabi.html' title='Eighty-seventh Post, After Krabi'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-7481154458993395233</id><published>2009-11-22T11:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T11:41:10.056+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Onward... to Krabi.'/><title type='text'>Eighty-sixth Post, Before Krabi...</title><content type='html'>Just around 26 more hours before I leave for Krabi...&lt;br /&gt;I shall do a short summary of yesterday~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;21/11/09, Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 7 because I needed to hand my Edusave form up to the General Office. Slept till 7:30 after dozing off again...&lt;br /&gt;Walked to school and made it by 8. Loitered around the school because... there wasn't anybody in the General Office...&lt;br /&gt;Made a miscellaneous observation that the Table Tennis team and the Basketball team were the only two CCA groups I saw in the school - a team of girls and a team of guys...&lt;br /&gt;At around 8:15, handed up the form to the man OUTSIDE the General Office. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;Took the bus home. Didn't really feel like walking any more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extra note(s): "Ah, My flu's gone!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;~End~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's pretty much all for yesterday. I'm currently(sort of) packing my bag for tomorrow's departure... hopefully Krabi really will be the paradise the pictures portray, eh? :)&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I won't be able to play GhostX while I'm away(still thinking of games...) but I'm pretty happy with yesterday's advancement from Proto to Magnum(now I can shoot a GUN! WOOHOO) so I guess it isn't too bad.&lt;br /&gt;And with this,&lt;br /&gt;TAGGGGGGGG WAVEEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-7481154458993395233?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/7481154458993395233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/11/eighty-sixth-post-before-krabi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/7481154458993395233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/7481154458993395233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/11/eighty-sixth-post-before-krabi.html' title='Eighty-sixth Post, Before Krabi...'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-1654027446037163325</id><published>2009-11-14T16:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T17:13:41.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eighty-fifth Post, Summary of 11/11 - 14/11</title><content type='html'>Didn't blog for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;Shall do a short summary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;11/11/09, Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons were boring. Had water training after school. After training, Benjamin, Syafiq, Gordon, Vincent and I(did julian...?) took off our jerseys and showered together(there were multiple open showers, &lt;i&gt;okay?&lt;/i&gt;), after which I took the 166 home with Syafiq. Damn Jeyna for pissing him off. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;12/11/09, Thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Physics lesson today, I looked into my bag and the BOOK WASN'T THERE! I thought I had left it at home, so I didn't worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;13/11/09, Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics lesson was a nightmare. My book was gone, so I was panicky throughout. But then again, atleast the test helped me take my mind off the book.&lt;br /&gt;After school was another water training. Pretty much slack-paddled under the rain in the lagoon. Before that, did 55 pull ups. Not that bad as Kelin, Eryanah, Persis and I were late because of our file checks...&lt;br /&gt;Showered again. This time, Julian took off his clothes and Jarret joined us. Showered there for about... 15 minutes and then we went out to eat alittle. Took the 166 with Kaikin until he had to get off at Novena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;14/11/09, Saturday(today)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had land training in the school. My father drove me there again like last week. Met up with Gordon and Vincent, then went up to the Canoeing Room. I went to the toilet and when I was back, more than 10 more people were there :O&lt;br /&gt;Endurance run, 30 minutes for all. Had some fun with Jazz, Shiying, Persis and Manoj. Then we did gym training for a little bit, and after that those going to Krabi had the briefing in the AVA room.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to pay anything. YAY. We'll be island hopping, and doing something called Deep Water Solo. Apparently it's about climbing up a cliff and jumping off into the water below...&lt;br /&gt;Jazz asked a question about the food, and when she said that EVERYTHING in Thailand is spicy, she was like &gt;.&lt; and the guy who was giving the details said, "We have three levels of spiciness: alittle spicy, very spicy, and extremely spicy."&lt;br /&gt;We all laughed at Jazz cos of that. :D And Manoj will have to eat VEGGIES! Muahahaha. He's dead when we get to Krabi.&lt;br /&gt;Also, we'll be sleeping in tents during the 3-day island hopping so Amira was shuddering at the thought of monitor lizards crawling everywhere &gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else, I suppose?&lt;br /&gt;Ciao! -XiiaoWeiiWeii&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-1654027446037163325?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/1654027446037163325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/11/eighty-fifth-post-summary-of-1111-1411.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/1654027446037163325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/1654027446037163325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/11/eighty-fifth-post-summary-of-1111-1411.html' title='Eighty-fifth Post, Summary of 11/11 - 14/11'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-1259404057217215299</id><published>2009-11-05T15:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T15:23:59.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>QUIZ!~&lt;br /&gt;Tagged by Cheryl. Really short one...(not her, the quiz.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 what ifs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.what if your crush confesses to you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ans: Wow... I would be... on cloud nine? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. what if your crush hates you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ans: Then I would hate her back. Nah, I would be sad, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. what if your stead/crush suddenly leaves for another country and never comes back, would he/she tell you before he/she goes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ans: ....I don't think so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. what if your stead/crush leaves(see the previous Q.) and he/she did not tell you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ans: Firstly, not stead. Secondly, she wouldn't have a reason to anyway. Lastly, I would be happy for her if that's where she really wants to stay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. what if your stead..( previous Qs.) and he/she told you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ans: Wow... I would be.... devastated? But I wouldn't show it, of course. Pretend to be happy for her... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. what if you leave your stead/crush and never return back, would you tell him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ans: Of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. what if your best friend is having a secret affair with your stead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ans: No stead. But if that happens, they they're BOTH dying. Painfully. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. what if your best friend lied to you and you had to find it out the HARD way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ans: Hmph. If it comes &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; hard, then I'll do the same to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. what if your crush/ stead actually likes another guy/girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ans: Haiz... be happy for her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. what if your best friend likes the same person you like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ans: WTF!!?!?!? NO WAYYYY... T_T I'll kill myself, then I won't be able to do anything stupid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 fav. and reason...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your favourite colour? why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ans:  It's not a colour, but I like black. Because black absorbs and consumes all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. what is your favourite no. ? why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ans: 30! It's my index number now, and it's somewhat nice ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. what is your favourite song? why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ans: Hmmm for now, Funny Sunny Day XD Cos it's HAPPY! And I like HAPPY songs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. what is your favourite date? why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ans: 31 August. My birthday, and all the schools in Singapore along with all of Malaysia celebrate it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. what is your favourite name(can be your name or others)? why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ans: Bedlam! Cos it's another word for CHAOS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. what is your favourite brand? why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ans: Nike! JUST DO IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. what is your favourite game? why? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ans: Tales of Destiny. Cos it's damn fun. I want the other Tales games too though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. what is your favourite alphabet? why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ans: X! Cos it's cool and it's the start of my name! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. what is your favourite day? why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ans: None in particular. But maybe Sunday? Cos it's the only day that the school can't bother me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. what is your favourite subject? why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ans: English! Cos I get to read nice novels ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tag 10 people to do this quiz:&lt;br /&gt;1. Alvina&lt;br /&gt;2. Kelin&lt;br /&gt;3. Jasmine&lt;br /&gt;4. Ying Ying&lt;br /&gt;5. Yenyi&lt;br /&gt;6. Zhenyue&lt;br /&gt;7. Hayley&lt;br /&gt;8. Eryanah&lt;br /&gt;9. Damien&lt;br /&gt;10. Cassandra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and btw, anyone's free to do this. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-1259404057217215299?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/1259404057217215299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/11/quiz-tagged-by-cheryl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/1259404057217215299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/1259404057217215299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/11/quiz-tagged-by-cheryl.html' title=''/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-6637575247182733163</id><published>2009-11-04T16:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T17:00:02.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eighty-fourth Post, Thunder Snap</title><content type='html'>Heeeey peeps.&lt;br /&gt;Had bridging lessons today.&lt;br /&gt;Went to OM to get the name list for the pledgetakers, just as Ms Shirley Tan had asked me to do.&lt;br /&gt;Went "WTH" when Kelin told me that the SLs would probably be taking over the rest. Sinvyest was on stage today anyway, so... yeah, maybe it's true.&lt;br /&gt;Everything was crappy. But during Art, Mr Sim wasn't in any of the Art rooms so we all loitered about in the Art area. I was bored, so I snapped my fingers as usual. Then, it started to rain. Damien and I were joking about how I could summon the rain, but just for fun I snapped again after the rain stopped. To our surprise, it rained AGAIN. We just stood there laughing at each other after that.&lt;br /&gt;After school, Damien and I went to see Ms Tan concerning the SS file thingy. We sat in a room for awhile, then went down to the second floor to wait for her as instructed. Saw the Sec 2s finish their First Aid course or whatever it was. Didn't really care, but something clicked inside. When I went down to have my lunch a few minutes later, I suddenly didn't feel like eating and became very, VERY pissed. So I went back up and sat beside Damien again. We finished up with our Physics files, then left since neither of us was in the mood to wait for Ms Tan any longer, who was probably taking her own sweet time in her little air-conditioned room.&lt;br /&gt;We went to Tiong to have lunch. After that, I went with him to buy his sunblock and we went to the bus-stop. Surprise surprise, Shiying was there with a change of clothes along with Eileen(is it?). They were going to Safra, which was on the way to where Damien was heading, so all four of us went to the interchange. There, I took the 131 with them for one stop(Shiying LOL-ed at this) and said bye. Then I took the 961 home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-6637575247182733163?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/6637575247182733163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/11/eighty-fourth-post-thunder-snap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/6637575247182733163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/6637575247182733163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/11/eighty-fourth-post-thunder-snap.html' title='Eighty-fourth Post, Thunder Snap'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-4594850538525390194</id><published>2009-11-02T21:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T13:53:52.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eighty-third Post, Bridging Lessons</title><content type='html'>First day of Bridging Lessons!&lt;br /&gt;Lots of tension!&lt;br /&gt;Lots of FUN! (huh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's bridging lessons weren't too bad. The worst part I can think of is the part when some Mr Chan(not Hoong Leong) came into class to teach Maths and he didn't even remember the basic method of finding the area of a triangle. -_-&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, nothing much. But during Art lesson, we went into the Art room to discuss about the stuff we're supposed to do for the N Level paper. Apparently we have to record an interview on our ideas with Mr Sim and send the video to some place in Canada...&lt;br /&gt;After "school" was training. But before that was an hour of loitering, and I happened to run into Benedict and Wei Shan during their break. They invited me to go into the AVA room with them. I replied with a casual "F you" and said that I had training to go to(it was a minute to the official starting time).&lt;br /&gt;And with that, I went for training. We did alittle bit of warmup(Tze Yee was damn funny at this part) and went into the gym for the real stuff. There was this part when Damien was doing the Bench Press(we were pairing) and I had just finished the Lats Pull Down. I just walked over to him while he was doing it and....&lt;br /&gt;poked him in the stomach.&lt;br /&gt;Damien: *Laughing* Fck- Fark you, F-FARK YOU, F-F-F-FCK YOU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was just standing there, laughing like hell. Wow, it had gone better than I had hoped.&lt;br /&gt;Then there was another time near the end of our time in the gym, when Benjamin was standing in front of the large mirror doing his Lateral Raise. I went in front of him and put my finger in front of his stomach area.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Can I poke you?&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin: No.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Why?&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin: No means no.&lt;br /&gt;Me: But I poke Haressh and Damien liao, only you haven't kena poke yet...&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin: I different, I... captain.&lt;br /&gt;Me: But your abs like harder... I wanna poke... *moves finger closer*&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin: No... *struggling to continue lifting the weights while moving backwards*&lt;br /&gt;Me: I WANNA POKEEEE~&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin: AHH... *loosens muscles, lets weights fall, and then moves farther away from me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA LOL. Felicia and I were laughing all the way. Not to mention at all the random whacks I was doing at Haressh and Damien using my book. They didn't hurt, but were quite loud. Ask me to do it on one of you anytime :D&lt;br /&gt;After using the gym we did some &lt;i&gt;bridging&lt;/i&gt;. And... that's all. Met up with Syafiq and went to Tiong with Haressh, Damien and Syafiq, but nothing much happened. Oh, and we saw those stalker Theresians again. They didn't follow us this time though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-4594850538525390194?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/4594850538525390194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/11/eighty-third-post-bridging-lessons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/4594850538525390194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/4594850538525390194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/11/eighty-third-post-bridging-lessons.html' title='Eighty-third Post, Bridging Lessons'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-1179769953329470293</id><published>2009-10-30T23:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T23:42:47.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eighty-second Post, Blogger to Facebook</title><content type='html'>TODAY;&lt;br /&gt;had spring-cleaning thingy in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Alot of people didn't bring rags.&lt;br /&gt;So, in the end each of us got a pathetically small piece of cloth :/&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was kind of having fun, and Yizhi actually "borrowed" the stuff from the toilet and used them in the class. We were like "WHAT THE HELL!?!?" when we first realised it but then again, FOR 3E! XD&lt;br /&gt;Met our new Buddy Form Coach in the late morning. Guess who?&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you people a clue: TAN CHAN KUNG!&lt;br /&gt;Just in case any of you don't know, Ms Shirley Tan is our Form Coach and Mr Kung is our Maths teacher. With Chan now in the party, we're now like some sort of superpowered class(hehehe). There's also the chance for Mr Teo Peng Kee to be our PE Teacher for next year, so if that happens then we'll have 4 out of the disciplinary group teaching our class. Cool~~~&lt;br /&gt;Had land training till around 4+, then went to shower at the 2nd floor toilet of the Arena. VEEERY COOL(both literally and figuratively).&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to GESSCove with Kelin, Persis, Keren, Haressh, Damien and Terrence. Loitered there until 5+, then went to the AVA Room for my results.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of laughter. Lots of funny pictures too. Even more annoying words from Zahara. :P&lt;br /&gt;After that, went home in dad's ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final thingy: about those videos I couldn't upload into Blogger, I'll upload them into Facebook instead. Watch them for kicks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-1179769953329470293?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/1179769953329470293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/10/eighty-second-post-blogger-to-facebook.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/1179769953329470293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/1179769953329470293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/10/eighty-second-post-blogger-to-facebook.html' title='Eighty-second Post, Blogger to Facebook'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-7187567214426883015</id><published>2009-10-28T22:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T22:08:11.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GAH.&lt;br /&gt;Can't upload the videos into blogger.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid *%@$ing thing.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, atleast the previous post was fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-7187567214426883015?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/7187567214426883015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/10/gah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/7187567214426883015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/7187567214426883015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/10/gah.html' title=''/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-6725829541039800475</id><published>2009-10-28T20:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T21:10:11.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eighty-first Post, Papaya + Party Bun</title><content type='html'>Today was boring. Or at least it WAS, until Art lesson. Mr Sim was on leave &lt;i&gt;*again*&lt;/i&gt; so we were stuck in class with the ol' Mr Lim.&lt;br /&gt;After the first period of Art was over, Mr Lim left and we were left alone in the class - me, Dabian, Sushi, Grape, Gako, Papaya and Party Bun*.&lt;br /&gt;*- all these people are the other Art students. Try to figure out who they are ;D&lt;br /&gt;After awhile, we got pretty bored and so Papaya decided to whack Party Bun, who was kinda asleep at the time. Sushi was at the side taking a video of it... we all got a copy of the three parts(unfortunately I'm using my sister's laptop now, or I would upload them into blogger) and believe me, they're quite fun to watch. I'll try uploading them when I &lt;I&gt;DO&lt;/I&gt; get access to my computer though, so please be patient :]&lt;br /&gt;After school was training, and we went jogging in Tiong Park for 22 minutes. Resshy and I were REALLY enduring the run with our PAINFULLY slow pace(hey, it WAS an &lt;i&gt;endurance&lt;/i&gt; run, and what better way to test it?). Soon Amira joined us, and the three of us continued with our EXCRUCIATING jog.&lt;br /&gt;After that was the gym, and we had our PT after that. Then Resshy, Syafiq and I went to Tiong without the rest of the team(they were SLOW) and Resshy got his Soya Bean milk while Syafiq got his ice cream from McDonald's. Now here's the fun part. When Syafiq was getting his hot fudge sundae, there was this group of Theresians behind the red wall beside the ice cream... er... stand? Resshy was looking at the phone models at the time but I could see that the girls were behaving rather... oddly. When Syafiq got his ice cream, I ushered them both to the escalator and from the corner of my eye I could see two of the Theresians walking toward us and giggling like idiots(alittle rough here, but I don't know them anyway). As Resshy and I were entering the escalator behind Syafiq, I heard them saying, "Escuse me..." and I was sure that Haressh had heard them too. But we ignored them, whether accidentally or on purpose I don't really care. I told them about it later, and Syafiq was like _|_ while Resshy was like (O.O). I was laughing at the both of them since one of them was likely to be the one the girls were after and because I was out of the question, it made the joke much more effective.&lt;br /&gt;Syafiq and I said bye to Resshy as he had to take the MRT home, and we took the 851 with his mango and my taiwan sausage. :P After that we just took the 167 from the interchange and went home.&lt;br /&gt;The end.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-6725829541039800475?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/6725829541039800475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/10/eighty-first-post-papaya-party-bun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/6725829541039800475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/6725829541039800475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/10/eighty-first-post-papaya-party-bun.html' title='Eighty-first Post, Papaya + Party Bun'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-5397345001264565905</id><published>2009-10-27T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T21:58:22.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eightieth Post, Inline Skating</title><content type='html'>Heyhey. :]&lt;br /&gt;Long time since I posted.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone missed me?&lt;br /&gt;Nope, didn't think so. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, went for Inline Skating @ East Coast Park!&lt;br /&gt;Very fun.&lt;br /&gt;And I did something stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the skating event, I returned to school along with my class. We were the first to reach. :DDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;Went for training pretty late, but I guess the sense of urgency just disappears along with Coach's presence...&lt;br /&gt;Paddled 10km. Or... at least we were supposed to. I had to help Haoyong with his missing boat, so I kinda started later. Managed to finish 6km, anyway. Couldn't have gone slower(or maybe...).&lt;br /&gt;Syafiq and I left Macritchie nearly straight after training and went to Tiong to... well, loiter. Sort of.&lt;br /&gt;We went back home after that. Nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the not-so-awaited tag rankings!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;2. Cassandra&lt;br /&gt;3. Mavis&lt;br /&gt;4. Kelin&lt;br /&gt;5. Jasmine&lt;br /&gt;6. Alvina&lt;br /&gt;7. Aleen&lt;br /&gt;8. Damien&lt;br /&gt;9. Zhenyue&lt;br /&gt;10. Persis&lt;br /&gt;11. Felicia(plurk)&lt;br /&gt;12. Ying Ying&lt;br /&gt;13. Bavani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, let me say that I know I have been a complete ass for not blogging OR replying to tags these days. I've been lazy, and... well, actually I've just been plain lazy. Secondly, I couldn't put Claudia or Hayley into the rankings as I didn't tag them first. I'm only supposed to rank those who I tag first, so... sorry. Lastly, Bavani was a surprise. Didn't think that anyone from my primary school days would still bother...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else to add./-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-5397345001264565905?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/5397345001264565905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/10/eightieth-post-inline-skating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/5397345001264565905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/5397345001264565905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/10/eightieth-post-inline-skating.html' title='Eightieth Post, Inline Skating'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-6902480185803337560</id><published>2009-10-16T22:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T22:25:28.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Random post!&lt;br /&gt;I'm alot less happy and hyper as compared to just a few minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask.&lt;br /&gt;This sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XW, Signing Out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-6902480185803337560?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/6902480185803337560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/10/random-post-im-alot-less-happy-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/6902480185803337560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/6902480185803337560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/10/random-post-im-alot-less-happy-and.html' title=''/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-6102736874390947805</id><published>2009-10-16T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T22:13:16.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seventy-ninth Post, Oblivious~</title><content type='html'>I'm here to blog again.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I'm getting too lazy even for this...&lt;br /&gt;Btw,&lt;br /&gt;here are some points I've thought of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Alot of people seem to be getting sore throats nowadays. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Syafiq needs to get his eyes checked. HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm seriously, SERIOUSLY dumbfounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That should be all. I've been getting poor memory nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag wave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SotongXiaoWei, Signing Out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-6102736874390947805?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/6102736874390947805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/10/seventy-ninth-post-oblivious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/6102736874390947805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/6102736874390947805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/10/seventy-ninth-post-oblivious.html' title='Seventy-ninth Post, Oblivious~'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-6980233735858895495</id><published>2009-09-29T14:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:34:43.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seventy-eigth Post, Accidental Smack</title><content type='html'>Today...&lt;br /&gt;English Papers!&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping for another bunch of A1s + top in Eng XD&lt;br /&gt;In contrary to my Midyear results for English... I swear, I WILL PWN THE REST.&lt;br /&gt;Well, about the hidden title of this post(Accidental Smack), it's because today during the so-called recess, Terrence and I went down together with Bryan and Chuan Chye. Then Terrence told me to go to where he was. I did, he told me to turn left, and to stick my head out like an idiot. I saw who he wanted me to see.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, by right, in those cases a normal person would have laughed and all that. But somewhat by instinct, I jumped back and smacked Terrence on the back of his head. Hard.&lt;br /&gt;He was pretty pissed and nearly whacked me back. After the second paper, I apologized and we split. I think he's still angry though. T.T&lt;br /&gt;Ah well. Nothing much to post about today. I've been getting weirder and weirder. I've been staring at people for long periods of time and proven by today's actions, gotten alittle more violent. Not nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more addition to the tag listings. Late, but nevermind. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;l) Aleen&lt;br /&gt;Comments: Better late than never eh? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-6980233735858895495?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/6980233735858895495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/09/seventy-eigth-post-accidental-smack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/6980233735858895495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/6980233735858895495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/09/seventy-eigth-post-accidental-smack.html' title='Seventy-eigth Post, Accidental Smack'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-5579853385874290739</id><published>2009-09-26T16:40:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T11:44:03.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seventy-seventh Post, Woof Woof</title><content type='html'>Nothing to post...&lt;br /&gt;Just now, my little sister called me a dog!&lt;br /&gt;So I replied by saying, WOOF WOOF&lt;br /&gt;Then she lost her temper and kicked the table :/&lt;br /&gt;Coffee spilled onto my papers! :O&lt;br /&gt;But not school papers, so nvm :]&lt;br /&gt;Today's tuition didn't seem so bad.&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, further tag reply rankings!&lt;br /&gt;*continued*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f) Jasmine&lt;br /&gt;Comments: Hey, I think I know who you are. (I blur blur, stupid stupid. LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g) Alvina&lt;br /&gt;Comments: Is the library part of your second CCA? O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h) Ying Ying&lt;br /&gt;Comments: Jiayou for your exams junior! (Thrash *cough* the *ahem* Express)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i) Yenyi&lt;br /&gt;Comments: Hello! I really did the tag "wave" again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*edited @ 10:23PM 26/9/09 &amp; 11:41AM 27/9/09 consecutively*&lt;br /&gt;j) Amira&lt;br /&gt;Comments: Never link me... ;( Btw, it was your class. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k) Vivian&lt;br /&gt;Comments: Better late than never! Stay happy eh. ;D&lt;br /&gt;*edit end*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, one more thing.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck for your exams everyone! I figure I'll be missing most of my juniors, what with the irregular timings of the papers for different levels and stuff. Monday shall be the last normal schoolday till next year, so savour it to the fullest, okay!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Execute to the fullest, GESSians!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-AXN, Signing Out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-5579853385874290739?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/5579853385874290739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/09/seventy-seventh-post-woof-woof.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/5579853385874290739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/5579853385874290739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/09/seventy-seventh-post-woof-woof.html' title='Seventy-seventh Post, Woof Woof'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-4104576353258469136</id><published>2009-09-25T14:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T15:00:24.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seventy-sixth Post, SS 10/13</title><content type='html'>Okay, I have nothing much to post about today, so I'll just list 2 things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I got 10/13 for my SS test! Grats me :] :) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Here's the list of people who have responded to my randomly-timed tag wave! In order of merit(I'll use alphabets cos I've used numbers for this "list" already):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Zhenyue&lt;br /&gt;Comments: Finally you posted something else, and it's not some anger-related post! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) Mavis&lt;br /&gt;Comments: I've relinked you. Sorry, I forgot. And today was funny, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) Damien&lt;br /&gt;Comments: Isn't my chinese compo cool!?!?! LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d) Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;Comments: HAHAHA HEZZY LO(weird)! I haven't seen you recently :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e) Kelin&lt;br /&gt;Comments: Today fun right? Say I looking at "her" lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out!!!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-4104576353258469136?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/4104576353258469136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/09/seventy-sixth-post-ss-1013.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/4104576353258469136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/4104576353258469136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/09/seventy-sixth-post-ss-1013.html' title='Seventy-sixth Post, SS 10/13'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-2716257005427789469</id><published>2009-09-24T15:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T16:12:19.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seventy-fifth Post, Composition</title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, random start. :/&lt;br /&gt;Today, had morning assembly in class! Anyone else notice that HUGE cloud coming ever-so-close to the school!?!? (It was like a UFO!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Ha. Enough with the paranormal talk, and on to the day.&lt;br /&gt;Had History. Mr AJ talked on and on about &lt;s&gt;s&lt;/s&gt;Hitler, but I was busy reading about Fascist Japan, so I didn't pay much attention...&lt;br /&gt;English was taken over by Mr Blow(Terrence's joke, lol) who got us to write more notes on convection and radiation. Terrence and I went to the window halfway through the lesson and just stood there, watching the Sec 2s play Captains' Ball(I was like, "SCORE! YES!!" when a particular person scored. Weird, but I really felt sort of happy).&lt;br /&gt;The Old Virgin(3E class joke!) came in during the first period of Maths. Even then Terrence and I were looking at two particular people in the ISH(we were bored! Okay, we're both stupid guys)...&lt;br /&gt;Just before Mr Kung came in, Terrence and I returned to our seats and Terr nearly got his phone confiscated by swinging it around. But, cos Mr Kung &lt;i&gt;loves&lt;/i&gt; us SO much, he actually pretended not to notice. Cool.&lt;br /&gt;Recess. We ate sushi, went to the second floor to loiter, down to the canteen to disturb the prefects, and then up again. On the way, saw friends but didn't say hi(sorry). Always has to feel awkward... and then there's the guilt factor after that...&lt;br /&gt;Had the actual Physics lesson(there was this teacher who came in, and she was like ARGHHH) in which Mr Blow and Ms Tay taught us about waves and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese lesson was... fun. For once. Terr took this picture of me using his phone and warped it, making my EVIL grin look a hell lot weirder. Even Liu Bei(LOL, more like a compliment) laughed at it. Then we had to write another compo. The topic was something like, "Newspaper Article. Students nowadays have no respect for their teachers. Do you agree?"&lt;br /&gt;I stared at the question for awhile before I found an interesting loophole. They didn't ask us to explain our answer. So I just wrote in chinese(I'm lazy to type in chinese, and I hate it anyway), "I agree." I showed it Damien and Terr, and they both laughed. After looking at the answer for awhile, though, I decided to continue. Here's the summary, in english:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I agree. Some students even use vulgarities on the teachers. However, I feel that what the students are doing is right as a lot of teachers are useless."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now how's that for a first paragraph? Here's the next part:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Some teachers are so hopeless that when they speak, the students just fall to sleep. Some have even been known to hit students. How violent... What's more, a teacher only has to do so little, and a student can be expelled. What about the student's feelings?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you are probably laughing at this now. Anyway, this is rather poor usage of English, but the original was in Chinese, so please take note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"What I suggest is that the students shut up. At most, it will take six years and they won't have to see their hopeless teachers again. Just tolerate them, and the students can insult them &lt;i&gt;after&lt;/i&gt; they graduate. That way, at least they won't get expelled..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's it. Pathetic, isn't it. But I've seen worse.&lt;br /&gt;After that, I went to collect my test paper for Art and return the team diary and key to the general office. After that I went home.&lt;br /&gt;I had intended to post a Youtube video here, but my sisters said that blogger sucks, so I'll skip straight to the tagging. Here I come~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-2716257005427789469?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/2716257005427789469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/09/seventy-fifth-post-composition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/2716257005427789469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/2716257005427789469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/09/seventy-fifth-post-composition.html' title='Seventy-fifth Post, Composition'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-2596981971465388646</id><published>2009-09-18T14:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T14:49:13.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seventy-fourth Post, Love 3E</title><content type='html'>Random post!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I forgot something.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a conversation in class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Kung: *coughs*(and this is for awhile)&lt;br /&gt;Mirza: Mr Kung, why you dun want go see doctor?&lt;br /&gt;Mr Kung: You know why I don't want to go to the doctor?&lt;br /&gt;Karthik: Cos they cheat money only.&lt;br /&gt;Bryan: Cos waste time.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Cos they scam you.&lt;br /&gt;*People around me laugh*&lt;br /&gt;Mr Kung: No...&lt;br /&gt;Karthik: Oh, cos you scared doctor.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Kung: Yah, how you know? I scared doctor.&lt;br /&gt;Us: O.O&lt;br /&gt;Mr Kung: No la, I tell you why.&lt;br /&gt;It's because...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;*silence*&lt;br /&gt;Yah, right.&lt;br /&gt;Us: *Laugh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. See? Mr Kung &lt;u&gt;loves&lt;/u&gt; 3E. Cos we're so GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, just joking, we have the worst scores ever and we insult teachers openly. So what? We're 3E and that's all that matters... :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-2596981971465388646?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/2596981971465388646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/09/seventy-fourth-post-love-3e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/2596981971465388646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/2596981971465388646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/09/seventy-fourth-post-love-3e.html' title='Seventy-fourth Post, Love 3E'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-636225170215009089</id><published>2009-09-17T15:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T16:02:58.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seventy-third Post, Dream Pleasure</title><content type='html'>Okay!&lt;br /&gt;Today has been a somewhat nice day.&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with last night.&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had gotten on a bus.&lt;br /&gt;Not a public one, a hired type.&lt;br /&gt;She was there too.&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting with... was it Manoj? I remember a somewhat short boy...&lt;br /&gt;She was sitting just behind us.&lt;br /&gt;Let's take it that the little guy &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; Manoj.&lt;br /&gt;I passed my phone to Manoj.&lt;br /&gt;Don't remember why though. :/&lt;br /&gt;At some point of time, she asked to borrow my phone from Manoj.&lt;br /&gt;She took it, did something, and passed it back with some sort of a smirk.&lt;br /&gt;Then, my phone rang.&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the caller ID.&lt;br /&gt;Just "Lizard".&lt;br /&gt;Like some(or most) other people, I put it down immediately.&lt;br /&gt;Then I realised that &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; was the one who had tried to call(okay, I don't know what &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Lizard&lt;/span&gt; has to do with her, but hey, it WAS a dream).&lt;br /&gt;So I SMSed back.&lt;br /&gt;We had this rather pleasant SMS conversation(don't ask me why) but I got off with Benjamin at what seemed like the bus stop at Macritchie(WTF!?).&lt;br /&gt;We entered some hotel lobby-like place(YES, I found it weird when I woke up too) and just as I had sent another message, my phone died on me.&lt;br /&gt;...and I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this might seem stupid(and I admit, it is), but I actually felt kinda depressed when I woke up. Like I really had been messaging her and it was all gone. Just like that. Btw, I don't even have her number, so that fact didn't really help in cheering me up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, a short summary of today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up, had a sore throat. And a runny nose. Great.&lt;br /&gt;Socks were gone(not washed, I think) so I had to take some other pair.&lt;br /&gt;Went to school later than usual.&lt;br /&gt;Saw her the moment I went into the Arena. I was sort of happy, until I remembered the dream. :(&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember the lessons. Don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;But in Chinese class, idiot Liu made us read the same thing over and over again until pretty much all of us were pissed. Damn...&lt;br /&gt;After school, went to Tiong for a vanilla cone in spite of my cold.&lt;br /&gt;Then... back here.&lt;br /&gt;Even as I type this, my nose's still... well, runny.&lt;br /&gt;Taken medication already, but it doesn't seem to help. :|&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully my next dream has a much better ending.&lt;br /&gt;Or even better, not a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-636225170215009089?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/636225170215009089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/09/seventy-third-post-dream-pleasure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/636225170215009089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/636225170215009089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/09/seventy-third-post-dream-pleasure.html' title='Seventy-third Post, Dream Pleasure'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-1585054427563676387</id><published>2009-09-11T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T21:42:16.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seventy-second Post, 2km in 12:50 in a C</title><content type='html'>Cool.&lt;br /&gt;Today was great.&lt;br /&gt;Went to training.&lt;br /&gt;Did technical strokes again.&lt;br /&gt;OMG, fun luh. Nowadays keep on doing that, I sure evolve faster :]&lt;br /&gt;Then 2km sets.&lt;br /&gt;New timing.&lt;br /&gt;12:50.&lt;br /&gt;I OWNED MY PREVIOUS TIMING BY 20 SECONDS!&lt;br /&gt;This timing exceeds the target given by Coach Keng Wi for Tuesday's time trial.&lt;br /&gt;Which means... I've gone past expectations! Yay ;]&lt;br /&gt;Now he wants me to go for 12:40. :/&lt;br /&gt;After training, we went to change, and then after awhile we started talking about... sick stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Laughed and laughed and laughed.&lt;br /&gt;I won't disclose, for affected peoples' privacy.&lt;br /&gt;Damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;Took 132 to interchange with Jazz. The others who took 132 went to Tiong.&lt;br /&gt;Bus-ed home in 167.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now for the current results of my tag-spam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st to reply: Mavis(YAY good junior!)&lt;br /&gt;2nd: Bavani(The only pri sch friend who replied... thanks anyway)&lt;br /&gt;3rd: Zhenyue(Hehehe, TT and Canoeing should form an alliance LOL)&lt;br /&gt;4th: Kelin(Expected, since she tags my blog nearly everytime I post, but nice..)&lt;br /&gt;5th: Yenyi(Same as for 3rd. She actually bothered, cool)&lt;br /&gt;6th: Jasmine(Another good junior! XD)&lt;br /&gt;7th: Rachel(She tagged back! Unlike my OTHER sis. HMPH)&lt;br /&gt;8th: Alvina(Yay, she replied :] The only one who doesn't steal my crops in Barn Buddy and Happy Farm!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... that's all.&lt;br /&gt;8 people for now. Hopefully there'll be more ;]&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a particularly good mood now. Weird. :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-1585054427563676387?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/1585054427563676387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/09/seventy-second-post-2km-in-1250-in-c.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/1585054427563676387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/1585054427563676387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-7789464462450796392</id><published>2009-09-04T21:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T21:08:25.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so happy today.&lt;br /&gt;You know why?&lt;br /&gt;Only because Kelin told me to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;Because Cheryl told me not to be sad.&lt;br /&gt;Because others say that being angry or sad causes wrinkles.&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-7789464462450796392?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/7789464462450796392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-3355593833878302360</id><published>2009-09-03T18:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T18:18:43.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font&gt;&lt;font-size: 13px;&gt;They say that&lt;br /&gt;a hungry man is an angry one&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;an idle mind is a devil's workshop.&lt;br /&gt;If so, then&lt;br /&gt;I've been way too hungry and idle today...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-3355593833878302360?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/3355593833878302360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/09/they-say-that-hungry-man-is-angry-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/3355593833878302360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/3355593833878302360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/09/they-say-that-hungry-man-is-angry-one.html' title=''/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-3375104760506121558</id><published>2009-08-31T21:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T22:07:20.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seventy-first Post, 15th Evolution :]</title><content type='html'>YAAAAY&lt;div&gt;TODAY ROCKED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;morning in the bus, Huili and I traded books. Lol. Kind of awkward, but worth it ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got a new book! Yay :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In school, received alot of "happy birthdays".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got a Birthday... Cookie from Kelin. Apparently some canoeists made it together so... I felt &lt;u&gt;touched&lt;/u&gt; haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happyhappy~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the Arena, after the skipping rope thingy(which I took part in THREE times), 3E went to our usual seating area and then I got patted on the shoulder... hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheryl handed me a plastic bag, said something really fast, and then ran off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I looked in, and... EEYORE!!! LOL, damn cute sia... there was even a nice card. I'll post some pics when I have the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had the Teachers' Day thingy, and in class it just sucked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Keiji, Chuan Chye, Terrence See and I went down to the 2nd floor to "decorate" the lockers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ms Shirley Tan's was.... interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr Liu's was... wait, was it even touched? Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr Kung's was... AHEM. Go check it out sometime ;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then after school, met up with Roy, Edgar, Kelin, Jazz, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I went down to the first floor, Damien suddenly came up to me from the canteen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damien: Eh Xiao Wei, close your eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damien: Just close la...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: WHY? If you wanna birthday bash me I kill you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damien: No la, just close...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Something bad right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damien: No la... just close.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so I shut my eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Damien brought me around much of the first level(arena and canteen area) for around 5 minutes or so. Lol, quite fun sia. Like Blindman's Trail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we finally stopped, and I heard them say something like, "1... 2... 3..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I opened my eyes, and they sang a LOUD Happy Birthday for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was even a cake!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And drinks!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I made a wish and blew out the candles. Cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While we were eating the cake(which was damn nice... OF COURSE! Hahaha XD), Kelin told me that the face I made when I opened my eyes made it seem like I was about to cry... well, I almost cried, but can hold in de :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jazz gave me a Toblerone stick. Ooooh, black chocolate. Thanks~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after finishing the cake(which was really SWEET), we all went up to the Hall for... badminton!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Played from 12+ to 3+. Wow, more fun than it usually was. Cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to the ISH Lower Deck for basketball till 4:30.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jazz had a headache. And Terrence was running around with her before that eh? (muahahahahahaha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then went to Tiong for... lunner/dinch(LOL, lunch + dinner). I ate U-Mian. Standard. :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that Terrence and I went up to the arcade, and Jazz asked us to try the claw game(YES, the one which scams alot of money every day).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent $2 and Terrence spent $4. In the end got nothing. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to the opposite side of the road, and took different buses from there(except for Shi Ying, who walked home).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE END.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, I had another cake at home. Quite nice also :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, SIGNING OUT!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-3375104760506121558?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/3375104760506121558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/08/seventy-first-post-15th-evolution.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/3375104760506121558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/3375104760506121558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/08/seventy-first-post-15th-evolution.html' title='Seventy-first Post, 15th Evolution :]'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-580689005750295680</id><published>2009-08-28T21:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T23:19:41.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seventieth Post, Happiness/Sorrow</title><content type='html'>You all want me to die, don't you.&lt;div&gt;Today was supposed to be a great day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sets were fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I broke my record.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The run was amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could keep up with Benjamin, although barely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then those two &lt;u&gt;IDIOTS&lt;/u&gt; had to leave their paddles on the pontoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What if NJC decided to stop lending us their equipment?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sure, maybe they wouldn't be affected much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This just reminds me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How I live my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ten points.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;1. When someone says hi, say hi back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;2. When someone waves, wave back too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;3. When I see a friend, I won't wave. Because chances are, he or she doesn't want me to say hi. Maybe the person wouldn't want to see me either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;4. When I'm sad, don't look sad. I would hate to ruin others' day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;5. Keep temper under control.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;6. If someone who I barely talk to waves at me, I won't wave back. It's stupid, considering why anyone would even say hi to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;7. When I walk past someone who I know little of, I will ignore that person. He or she would probably do the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;8. Try to pretend to be happy, even if I'm pissed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;9. Avoid getting too close to others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;10. Try not to smile. Some people might think I'm weird.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;Seeing this, it just makes me all the more depressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;After training, I waited for Jazz to come out of the toilet so that she could return my watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;The girls showered for quite a while, if I remember correctly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;It was 7:25 when they finished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;So I had to take the 166.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;On the bus, I was angry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;I don't know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;I just was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;Then I tried to smile that smile which I showed when I was with my closest friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;It hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;I seriously felt like crying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;Seems that putting on a fake smile when I seriously shouldn't is worse than doing it for prolonged periods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;Well, I arrived home at 8:30.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;I got lectured again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;I hate this.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;It's just confusing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;If I told someone my birthdate, would he or she remember?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;I doubt so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't even think that anyone would feel sad if I died.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bedlam, Signng Out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-580689005750295680?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/580689005750295680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/08/seventieth-post-happinesssorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/580689005750295680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/580689005750295680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/08/seventieth-post-happinesssorrow.html' title='Seventieth Post, Happiness/Sorrow'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-4446560713244126827</id><published>2009-08-22T16:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T17:04:49.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sixty-ninth Post, Clone Joke</title><content type='html'>WAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;div&gt;Today was super fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up at 6:30 and went to Macritchie. Reached at around... 7:20?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to the little cafe thingy there and sat with Manoj, Damien and Yu Chen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I told them about the joke Damien and I had heard yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Flashback*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the classroom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jun Da: Eh, you all know arh... indian in toilet shitting, then they doing what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Us: Dunno..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jun Da: They're CLONING themselves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL all laugh like siao sia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Flashback over*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Directed at Manoj, of course. Damn funny no matter how many times I say it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 8, we went to the shed to bring out the boats. After awhile, Mr Goh, Terrence See, Samuel Kor, Wan Yee and two other girls came to the shed. Then they ran off. Hilary Challenge training.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all the boats were out, did 40 counts of jumping jacks and then warmup. Did land rotation with a K-paddle(OMG...!?!?) until Coach Kengwi came. Then I went to the NJC shed for the C-paddle and kneepad. Saw Coach Markus there. He was taking out his boat :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 sets of 6km. Near the end of training, Coach Kengwi told me to go practice my strokes until the rest came back. So I paddled in the lagoon... and ended up with some really cool strokes that made me FLY~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol. Went alongside Terrence, Samuel, Wan Yee and one of the two DSG girls. Said hi to them(except for the "stranger" lol) and laughed at Terrence cos even I could thrash him. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Packed up. At the shelter, I said to Manoj, "Hi clone!" and Coach Kengwi asked, "Why you call him clone?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAHA. Told Coach, Amira and Syafiq. We laughed... alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After training, went to the toilet. There, Haressh walked past Coach Kengwi so he asked, "Is Haressh a clone too?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I said, "Huh? Nonono, Manoj is Haressh's clone."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haressh: &lt;i&gt;"What?"&lt;/i&gt;(He didn't hear the joke before that)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then, from behind, "Manoj is &lt;i&gt;what?&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Manoj came out of the changing room from behind me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said, "Oh, nothing..." and Coach said, Wa, so dramatic... he just behind the door..." and laughed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just then Manoj noticed the outdoor showers, and commented on how someone could just tiptoe outside and look at the one showering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coach Markus: "Come on la, who want to see you?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me, as I was entering the changing room: "Yalor, see shadow only!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all laughed again. Damn fun sia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After changing, went to eat alittle and left for home by 166.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahaha, funny funny ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-4446560713244126827?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/4446560713244126827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/08/sixty-ninth-post-clone-joke.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/4446560713244126827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/4446560713244126827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/08/sixty-ninth-post-clone-joke.html' title='Sixty-ninth Post, Clone Joke'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-2266644243523799974</id><published>2009-08-21T15:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T15:32:10.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sixty-eighth Post, Sian</title><content type='html'>Sian.&lt;div&gt;Siannn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Siannnnnn...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't get to watch UP today :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhh nvm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Morning, had PHY-PHY-EM-EM-CD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Physics was... fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EM... We... drew lots of... graphs?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got bombarded with questions from Kungkung until the lesson seemed to flyyyyy~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CD - We talked about... youth relationships. Dating. Underage sex.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laughed alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we were released. Haafizah and Shi Ying backed out from the movie date. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only Jazz, Jamil and I left so we had no choice but to cancel it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to watch it so bad T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since the movie date was cancelled, I went to Tiong with Kelin, Keren, Persis, Jocelyn, Jean, Damien, Roy, Eggar and Terrence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ate at Mac.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to... (forgot which) CC to play badminton.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way there, Yenyi SMSed Damien.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently Afiq had told damien *AHEM* so Yenyi SMSed Damien to ask about *AHEM*.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then he told her, "Don't worry, I won't tell. But xiaowei is beside me..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sabo me, huh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her reply: "Oh ._. hello xiaowei. He* told me already but I didn't believe him."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*She's referring to Afiq&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Played from 12 to 2 at the CC. Jocelyn left at 1:30. At 2, Damien and I went to the interchange while the rest went to Tiong, save for Keren who took a cab home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met Ernest Peh at the interchange!!! *WOOHOO*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's alot quieter than usual, though...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okiees, nothing else to post, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-2266644243523799974?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/2266644243523799974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/08/sixty-eighth-post-sian.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/2266644243523799974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/2266644243523799974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/08/sixty-eighth-post-sian.html' title='Sixty-eighth Post, Sian'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-7858950225015609655</id><published>2009-08-17T17:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T18:04:18.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sixty-Seventh Post, Slack!</title><content type='html'>Morning, normal.&lt;div&gt;Went to school at normal time too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to second floor to wait for Jazz. When she came, I passed her the $100 in purely $2 notes and she was like, "WTH? Gimme the $10 la!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I said, "No way, wasted enough time collecting the money alone..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, yeah, our stupid debt's finally paid. Hopefully there isn't another funeral with another wreath...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, lessons were normal as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sounds boring? It was worse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After recess, Andy and Justin were caught fighting. I didn't watch, but heard that it was pretty much of a sissyfight. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During Art, we went up to Computer Room 1 at 12:30. Then the Normal Technical students were in there too, so we had to share. In the end all we did was watch some Bollywood show with the NT students. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty much slack. And boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Norazox, Signing Out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-7858950225015609655?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/7858950225015609655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/08/sixty-seventh-post-slack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/7858950225015609655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/7858950225015609655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/08/sixty-seventh-post-slack.html' title='Sixty-Seventh Post, Slack!'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-1722526418672731784</id><published>2009-08-16T11:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T11:45:49.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sixty-sixth Post, $100</title><content type='html'>Money is finally ready... although some people still haven't paid up yet D:&lt;div&gt;Well, atleast loanshark duty is done for now! *cheers*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, giving the cash to Jazz on monday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zzzzzz... only some sec 2 guys and MA KEREN don't wanna hand the $$ over... even the sec 1s(yes, even the ones who keep on pon training) forked out the money in one day. Disappointing... maybe I should use some unorthodox methods to get the rest...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, thought of an interesting english name! BEDLAM! If you check it out in the dictionary you should get an interesting explanation... another nickname wouldn't hurt, right? Different nicknames for different posts... anyone noticed that? But for this one I'll just use Bedlam, for fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohhkay, nothing much else to talk about, seeya all tmr (I hope, miss ya all lots. lol)~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bedlam, Signing Out!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-1722526418672731784?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/1722526418672731784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/08/sixty-sixth-post-100.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/1722526418672731784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/1722526418672731784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/08/sixty-sixth-post-100.html' title='Sixty-sixth Post, $100'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-118304979803309231</id><published>2009-08-13T17:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T17:22:16.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sixty-fifth Post...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I didn't see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just going crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It couldn't have been so coincidental.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm desiring too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was probably an illusion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going mad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-118304979803309231?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/118304979803309231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/08/sixty-fifth-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/118304979803309231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/118304979803309231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/08/sixty-fifth-post.html' title='Sixty-fifth Post...'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-1780128626919935149</id><published>2009-08-07T15:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T17:14:04.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sixty-fourth Post, Sports Fiesta 2009</title><content type='html'>Woohoo!&lt;div&gt;I shall post about today(duh).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to school as per normal, with the small small bag :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In school, SOOO MANY UNIFORMED GROUPS(as in literally)!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went up to class. Front door wasn't open. Damn. Surprisingly, the back door was conveniently unlocked. Lucky me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Ms Tan came into class and told us to stand up, Chuan Chye and I had intended to pretend that we had our thermometers. But hey, we're innocent souls. So we went to the AVA room. Amira was there too. HA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went back up to class, and then down to the Arena. Our space was taken up by NCC, so we had to shift alittle. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GSA and Colours Awards. I congratulate all of my friends who got it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After some other boring stuff, the Sports Fiesta finally began.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had intended to go around and try out the various stations, but I ended up taking care of the Ergometers. Soon after, Jazz and Shi Ying left and only Haressh and I were left to man the station. Oh well. Lots of nice people came(weird statement). Also, some girls managed to to better than some boys. I'm beginning to have a better opinion of the Sec 1 students(especially the girls. Even Vanessa, who quit, did quite well with a good attitude).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we had to go the the ISH to welcome ol' baldy ex-principal. Terrence See, Bryan and I sat together and had quite some fun during the little event(HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ms Pang received some extra training for her Hilary Challenge(is it spelt like that?) when she happened to pass by back at the Ergometer station. Then Ms Ong took part too, with a timing of more than 4 minutes. LOL...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Benjamin Low, Julian and Damien got their medals for being the top 3 in the Ergometer challenge. Terrence See, Bryan, Sherleen Wang, Sherlyn Chua, Chuan Chye, Damien and I also received medals for our third place in floorball. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damien, Terrence, Jazz Shi Ying, the 2C group and I went to Tiong for lunch. Up at Kopitiam, after our lunch, everyone started taking out their handphones to play games. The 2C group, Jazz and Shi Ying played Pokemon(I'm classifying them as a group because we were sitting along a 8-seater table) and Terrence played this cool game on his new phone. Damien played something too and after awhile I passed my phone to Jazz for her to play with. Then we walked out of Kopitiam, around the area and finally to the other side of the road. Most of them took 195. Jocelyn probably took 63 and Keren, Shi Ying and I took 5 together because Shi Ying had to return a book at the library.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the library, after Shi Ying returned the book, we went up to the second floor and sat at a corner. Keren left because she said she was sleepy, but I stayed to play a game on my handphone along with Shi Ying with her own. So we sat there, me playing my Rollercoaster Rush 3D and Shi Ying with her Pokemon. Then after thirty minutes, we left the library.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both of us were headed the same way with the same buses, so we walked across the road via the overhead bridge at Bukit Merah Central. When we were walking down the steps, Shi Ying said, "Hey, it's our bus!" Someone was blocking the last number, but we were sure that it was 147. So we boarded the bus(after I panicked at having thought that my wallet was gone).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next stop was normal. Then, the bus started to turn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shi Ying: Wait, why is the bus turning?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Oh ya, why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shi Ying: Ohhh... I think we took 14.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Ya... cos just now someone was blocking the last number...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shi Ying: -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so we got off at the next stop and thought for awhile. Shi Ying said that she could walk home from there. I knew the way back from where we were, so we just went across the overhead bridge. On the other side, we were walking when suddenly I heard someone call out my name. I turned around and saw... Tuhfah and Jacquelyn(isit like that?).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They said hi, so I hi-ed back. then Jacquelyn shouted, "XIAO WEI, YOUR GIRLFRIEND AH?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Shi Ying was like, "What the hell? No la, I'm his junior okay!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Jacquelyn said, "XIAO WEI, YOU ARE SO DEAD!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't bother replying. We just walked away. Shi Ying said that I should probably make it clear to them. I told her to ignore them. Anyway, those two are part of what Mr Teo BK dubbed "the tuhfah gang". They're a bunch of the most laziest and slack people I know from last year. Bad memories of the 2.4 runs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, we split a while after and I walked back home from where I was. Good eh? XP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that came an unpleasant incident, but I'm not going to spoil the mood by recalling that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I can't believe I forgot this. On the way down from class to the AVA room today, we bumped into Mdm Sakeena. She said that I could have my re-test! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-1780128626919935149?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/1780128626919935149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/08/sixty-fourth-post-sports-fiesta-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/1780128626919935149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/1780128626919935149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/08/sixty-fourth-post-sports-fiesta-2009.html' title='Sixty-fourth Post, Sports Fiesta 2009'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-6655667281632864332</id><published>2009-08-06T19:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T19:32:40.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sixty-third Post, Floorball 3rd</title><content type='html'>History; okay.&lt;div&gt;English; okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maths; fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Art; watched a religious movie. Fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chinese Oral; borderline pass. The teacher said so. Because of pity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Floorball; 3rd. I don't wanna talk about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xozaron, Signing Out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-6655667281632864332?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/6655667281632864332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/08/sixty-third-post-floorball-3rd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/6655667281632864332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/6655667281632864332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/08/sixty-third-post-floorball-3rd.html' title='Sixty-third Post, Floorball 3rd'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-2046087746522255135</id><published>2009-08-05T17:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T18:11:50.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sixty-second Post, Sec 2 Floorball</title><content type='html'>How to start.&lt;div&gt;Oh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ms Tan came in this morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Said that she wouldn't be coming tomorrow. YAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had english. 60+3 marks. NO FAIR!!! MY 80/100 T_T (I got 78.75 of 100)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Art. Went to Mac Room again. Saw Jun Da playing this cool game on Facebook and decided to try it out. Kinda fun, it's called Crazy Planets(seriously). I'll send out invites if I can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to ISH after awhile to watch the floorball matches for Sec 1 and 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sec 1: Lucky Shots. PURELY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sec 2: Watched the match between 2E and 2F. Kind of disappointing. Oh well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that match, Chuan Chye and I left the school. Then I ended up back here, earlier than expected. Sadly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, btw, it's my little sis' birthday today. Although I don't like her much at times,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-2046087746522255135?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/2046087746522255135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/08/sixty-second-post-sec-2-floorball.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/2046087746522255135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/2046087746522255135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/08/sixty-second-post-sec-2-floorball.html' title='Sixty-second Post, Sec 2 Floorball'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-4663200626390431092</id><published>2009-08-04T18:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T18:37:22.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sixty-first Post, Chemistry</title><content type='html'>Feeling alot better.&lt;div&gt;No more stomach flu :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was about to get on the bus this morning, and noticed that my bottle was gone. Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got on the bus, tapped. No sound. Tapped again. *Darn, too thick...*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Opened up the wallet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*SHIT!!!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got off, and ran to school. Forgot to take my card back from my father :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today when Ms Tan came into class, she... how do people say it... f***ed with the whole class. She found little reasons to get at us, and worst of all, she demanded an MC for yesterday. In the end I had to call back home to have my mother confirm my condition. Stupid ass teacher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;English, got back my test paper. 60/80. Top in class. Not too bad. Not too good either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CD lesson, got the lyrics for the National Day songs. Anyone heard us singing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chinese, read alittle before Mr Liu left for his Oral Examination. Yay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school, went for lunch. Saw *ahem* again. Speaking of which, maybe Damien needs a little help in shutting his mouth. Hmmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loitered around with different people, until I saw Benjamin on the first floor. I went down to talk to him, and saw Amira too. And Syafiq. He was looking for Yu Chen. They were getting the Colours Award or something. Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went with Lionel to the ISH. SAW YU CHEN THERE!!!! Told him about the awards thingy, and he went to the arena immediately. Oh, guai guai me. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw Mdm Sakeena on the way. She said that I would get a zero for my test since I did not produce an MC. I'M THE TOP STUDENT IN HER CLASS!!! She's biased. &gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went with Lionel to Tiong and back. On the way back to the school, saw the other Canoeists jogging. OMG!!!! I even saw coach...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coach: Xiao Wei, why aren't you running?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Oh, yesterday I had severe gastric pain so my mother threatened to make me quit canoeing if I went for training for now.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coach: Oh, ok. Continue walking...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weird conversation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went back to school and into GESSCove. Oh lookie, the band of little hopefuls were there...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I played alittle and did even less homework. I went out to help the NT students with their painting of the ISH upper deck boards, and went home soon after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing much, I guess?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*It's true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-4663200626390431092?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/4663200626390431092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/08/sixty-first-post-chemistry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/4663200626390431092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/4663200626390431092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/08/sixty-first-post-chemistry.html' title='Sixty-first Post, Chemistry'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-7621945154139817524</id><published>2009-07-31T18:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T18:16:08.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sixtieth Post, Grudge</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Anger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I don't know how to express it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Today was okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;A normal day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Maybe some laughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;But I don't remember much of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;After school, had land training.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Near the end, Keren said something about the usage of vulgarities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Warnings, then pushups when warnings had been issued.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Then we played netball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Stupid Jeyna tagged along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;When she found out that I was playing too(along with some other guys, of course), she went and called me gay. Fuck her. I already have one idiot of a sister insulting me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;WHAT I DON'T NEED IS ANOTHER FUCKING LITTLE GIRL TO START CALLING ME NAMES. SO WHAT IF SHE'S A CHRISTIAN. I BELIEVE THAT GOD WOULD NOT ALLOW SUCH TRASH TO TALK TO THEIR SENIORS THAT WAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I was pissed, so what I did was point a finger at her and Sangina. They went and complained to Keren, and that idiot gave me one warning. Please. A junior called a senior a gay multiple times and she ignored &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;We started the game, and at some point when I had the ball, Jeyna snatched it from me and said that it was a legal move. If it's a legal move, then why didn't they say so before the match? People like Damien and I don't know how to play, and others like Jeyna only know how to make use of that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;After that, we continued and I passed it off as a fluke on my side. Then suddenly, when Keren had the ball, Jeyna snatched it. Again. And they started asking if it's a legal move all over again. I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;cursed. Keren heard it, and gave me a second warning. And that's when I snapped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I didn't want to play anymore. I was angry. What with Jeyna snatching the ball all the time and that idiot Keren giving me stupid warnings and spoiling my game, I wasn't in the mood anymore. So I stormed off. I grabbed my bag, and was about to leave the Arena when Shi Ying asked why. I told her that I didn't want to play with such people. She tried to stop me, I think. But I ignored her and left for the main gate. Keren and Persis called me and asked - or rather told me - not to go. Yeah, says one of the asses who ruined it all. Ignoring them once again, I left the school. My blood was boiling and I was about to reach my limit of control. I wanted to kill them. Those who ruined a supposedly great day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Those bloody fucking idiots. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;If Keren wants to anger me that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;much, then all she's doing is making an addition to my grudge list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I don't know how, but I managed to come home rather quickly. I gripped the handles of the bus tightly, my mind still in the state of chaos it had been in before. I only managed to calm down after I entered through my front door. Nothing else mattered more than blogging. I wanted to relieve some of my anger, and maybe stress. Oh, and sorry about the vulgarities used in this. I apologise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;And so this post is done. I'm in no mood to say goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Xozaron, Signing Out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-7621945154139817524?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/7621945154139817524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/07/sixth-post-grudge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/7621945154139817524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/7621945154139817524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/07/sixth-post-grudge.html' title='Sixtieth Post, Grudge'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-3220109277071044044</id><published>2009-07-30T21:27:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T21:52:46.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifty-ninth Post, Apology</title><content type='html'>Lots of stuff.&lt;div&gt;All compressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Starting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to school as per normal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to canteen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got an early morning snack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ACCIDENTALLY glared at someone(SORRY!!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went up to class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Failed to force the door open. Seems like it's been fixed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some lessons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school, PET rocket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reported at ISH, then went to the field when our rocket was done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FIRED IT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flew up... then down at a crazy angle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Left the field, and went back to the ISH for my bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, something important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorryforjustnowididntknowhowtoexpressmyselfandnowihatemyselfforit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fornotdoingso.ithinkthatimajerkfornotsayinghiorevenwavingatallalthoughi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hadtheopportunityto.isincerelyapologiseeventhoughyouprobablyhatemeto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thecorenowandwontevengotothisblogandseethispost.ihopethatyouwillforgivemethough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;itshardtoevenlookatsomeoneinthefacebecauseofmypersonalityanditsbeenaburden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;uptillnow.soimsorry.andagainpleaseforgiveme.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those who bothered to read that, it's obviously an apology. Although I don't expect forgiveness...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, after that PET rocket workshop thingy, Damien and I walked around the school to kill some time. Some things happened, and finally it was time for the floorball matches to start. We had a rough time, but in the last match we managed to score a goal and win. We managed to reach the quarter-finals and I don't think words can describe how happy we were. Damien, Terrence and I went with Kelin, Persis, Keren, Jean, Kaiqi and Yupin to Tiong where we got some drinks(?) at Sweettalk, went up to Kopitiam which was where I left the group.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So... well, today was kinda eventful. Some good things and some that made me feel really guilty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope for the best. And also for tomorrow's training.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Finish-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-3220109277071044044?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/3220109277071044044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/07/fifty-ninth-post-apology.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/3220109277071044044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/3220109277071044044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/07/fifty-ninth-post-apology.html' title='Fifty-ninth Post, Apology'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-6844485946923324070</id><published>2009-07-27T19:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T19:42:55.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifty-eighth Post, Wave</title><content type='html'>Today...&lt;div&gt;Had SS test in the morning. Didn't study, but I have high hopes for it anyway... XP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;English, wrote a composition. 466 words in 50 minutes. Very nice. I'll see if the marks I get are as grand as the word count.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;History. Talked alittle about the rise of USSR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maths, got my test back(YAY!) and scored very badly... 16/20 only... (could have gotten 21/25. The percentage's higher(84%), but they got rid of that question... zzz) and I got whacked by Yi Zhi and Jun Da because of it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Art. Went to the art room until 12:20. Then we went up to Computer Lab 1 for our animation slides. Now why do I have to do the front views? Damien has all the easy slides...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school, went to play street soccer with Azhar and the rest. Halfway through, I happened to look back and saw Vivian waving at Azhar(AVA club) and I thought that she was waving at me, so I actually waved back... Azhar and I stood there laughing about it :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went for Physics AP at 3. Then Ms Tay told me that actually, I didn't need to go. DAMN!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I went through it all and went home with Syafiq and Damien. Syafiq got off at my stop cos it was raining, so we walked alittle more and then split. IT WAS RAINING LIKE SH*T!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My uniform got drenched, even though I had been holding on to an umbrella the whole time. Damn...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Came home, mopped the floor again... nothing else?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Byebye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out!!!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-6844485946923324070?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/6844485946923324070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/07/fifty-eighth-post-wave.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/6844485946923324070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/6844485946923324070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/07/fifty-eighth-post-wave.html' title='Fifty-eighth Post, Wave'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-7451018444578029999</id><published>2009-07-24T22:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T22:47:32.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifty-seventh Post, Encouragement</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-88907377dc92da50" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D88907377dc92da50%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331470400%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DD3D23453057C3915D676DEF45DD11AF3352839B.35EF0E814B4EE3897F2E7B4C539F35E3A2237215%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D88907377dc92da50%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DM5E3CM0KxUH-6tacqB561Bhwcp4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D88907377dc92da50%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331470400%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DD3D23453057C3915D676DEF45DD11AF3352839B.35EF0E814B4EE3897F2E7B4C539F35E3A2237215%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D88907377dc92da50%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DM5E3CM0KxUH-6tacqB561Bhwcp4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;Up there is something else that I forgot to put up... well, now it's there, so no matter. Kinda miscellaneous. (That's Roy rolling in the com lab... muahahaha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had four straight free periods today. One CD period before recess, and another two of Social Studies after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Made so much noise that the teacher from the opposite class 3D came over to lecture us :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But we all laughed after he left anyway :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Training after school. Had lunch with dunno which other canoeists. We squeezed into one table &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; so damn crowded, yet nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And after I bought my drink, Jazz and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Shi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ying&lt;/span&gt; came up to where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kelin&lt;/span&gt;, Persis, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Keren&lt;/span&gt; and I were and I think I heard &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Shi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ying&lt;/span&gt; say *ahem*'s name which made &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kelin&lt;/span&gt; go "Eh? How you know?" Then I asked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Shi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Ying&lt;/span&gt; what she had said and she said it out, this time louder, and Jazz was saying how obvious it was, with all the clues I was giving her. Well duh, it's supposed to help. They're CLUES...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After lunch, went for water training at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Macritchie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Benjamin, Kai Kin, Julian and I went to the NEW TOILET!!! *eyes sparkle*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn it was SO COOL!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Around 12 or 13 showers in total in the guy's toilet, and even the sinks looked awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OPEN SHOWERS!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went for training... did 10km today, using the "zombie style" that I'm good at. During the 10km, I had a chat with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Shi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Ying&lt;/span&gt; for around 2km, then was called back by Coach to talk about my strokes. By the time I went back, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Shi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Ying&lt;/span&gt; was probably at the 500m mark already and I didn't bother trying to catch up with her. So I paddled for another 2km, got called back &lt;i&gt;again, &lt;/i&gt;continued paddling and this time, I joined up with Jazz for the final 2km of our sets(she had started earlier). On the way, we talked about the clues I had given her, and after awhile she asked me if I was really going to do nothing at all. I told her that &lt;i&gt;she&lt;/i&gt;(*ahem*) was better in many ways, and that it would probably end up badly if I tried. I even listed reasons, all of which she backfired...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She said that not all people look for material wealth, but rather what can be considered as "inner beauty". I find that plausible. But with all this going on and me considering every possibility, it's hard to accept that. If you're reading this right now, Jazz, then thanks for the encouragement and all that. Go ahead if you wanna reveal whatever you've thought out. It's better than having some idiot like Damien spit it out in some hurtful way. :|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I'll try to be better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stronger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Faster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To show that I am...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;good enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Xozaron&lt;/span&gt;, Signing Out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-7451018444578029999?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=88907377dc92da50&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/7451018444578029999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/07/fifty-seventh-post-encouragement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/7451018444578029999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/7451018444578029999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/07/fifty-seventh-post-encouragement.html' title='Fifty-seventh Post, Encouragement'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-3991922405587249264</id><published>2009-07-22T19:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T19:50:24.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifty-sixth Post, Overcast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hello peeps :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some fun things happened today and it rained, so I'm in the mood to blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, to start...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During maths class today with Mr Kung, someone's phone rang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the tone was... the Power Rangers first theme.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all turned around and looked at Boon Bin, who quickly silenced his phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too bad. Mr Kung heard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Fong Chan said, "GO GO POWER RANGERS!!!" and the whole class laughed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that was Art.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr Sandhu was in Computer Lab 1, so we(the art students) went down to the art room to see Mr Sim in front of his laptop... trying to book the computer lab.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all took a look and saw that EVERY SINGLE WEEK, EVERY SINGLE LESSON, the labs were taken by someone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For some other class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well we went up after awhile, headed for Computer Lab 4(anyone heard of this before? heh).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inside, we took our seats and turned them on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Viwawa wasn't easily accessible this time unlike on monday, so we went on Youtube and Onemanga to watch some videos and listen to stuff including the Muttons to Midnight podcast(HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At one we went to Computer Lab 1(lol, pun) since it was free at that time. But since we didn't have much time left anyway, we just did a little of the sketching before leaving at 1:30.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had lunch with Justin, then went up to IT room 1 for the English Oral Exam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and we passed a crowd of Private Candidates on the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I arrived, only Mrs Roy, Keiji and Sherleen were there. We started soon after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I won't go into details, but I think I did a nice job. Unless the smile on Mrs Roy's face was fake, of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I finished up and left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to the canteen and chatted with Justin and Sherleen for awhile before Zhou Te came. Then we split and I went to Tiong to get a vanilla cone, going home after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and here are some photos I was too lazy to upload before:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A mouse!!! At maritchie!!! This was taken awhile ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pEG4__xKNzs/Smb3_TkAQjI/AAAAAAAAAKo/y7qzoPj-6EQ/s1600-h/DSC04108.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pEG4__xKNzs/Smb3_TkAQjI/AAAAAAAAAKo/y7qzoPj-6EQ/s320/DSC04108.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361245073386258994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pEG4__xKNzs/Smb3_M0ZUsI/AAAAAAAAAKg/6LqjXnUBhe4/s1600-h/DSC04109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pEG4__xKNzs/Smb3_M0ZUsI/AAAAAAAAAKg/6LqjXnUBhe4/s320/DSC04109.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361245071575962306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A fun picture I took outside Tiong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pEG4__xKNzs/Smb3IZzEI7I/AAAAAAAAAKY/f1qVOu7_4ek/s1600-h/DSC04110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pEG4__xKNzs/Smb3IZzEI7I/AAAAAAAAAKY/f1qVOu7_4ek/s320/DSC04110.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361244130167235506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hmmm I forgot where this came from...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEG4__xKNzs/Smb3IOpcd6I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/IikEZPEuESA/s1600-h/DSC04149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEG4__xKNzs/Smb3IOpcd6I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/IikEZPEuESA/s320/DSC04149.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361244127174096802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And now... COM LAB 4!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pEG4__xKNzs/Smb3H5QDV5I/AAAAAAAAAKI/eohjDN0YTSI/s1600-h/DSC04153.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pEG4__xKNzs/Smb3H5QDV5I/AAAAAAAAAKI/eohjDN0YTSI/s320/DSC04153.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361244121430448018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pEG4__xKNzs/Smb3Hi5wBOI/AAAAAAAAAKA/ZoEClS2ekGI/s1600-h/DSC04154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pEG4__xKNzs/Smb3Hi5wBOI/AAAAAAAAAKA/ZoEClS2ekGI/s320/DSC04154.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361244115431326946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, IT'S A MAC!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pEG4__xKNzs/Smb3Hf2-GuI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/gP64gw9gtZc/s1600-h/DSC04155.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pEG4__xKNzs/Smb3Hf2-GuI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/gP64gw9gtZc/s320/DSC04155.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361244114614360802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pEG4__xKNzs/SmbzWfECqTI/AAAAAAAAAJw/bpAOXlVeIJk/s1600-h/DSC04156.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pEG4__xKNzs/SmbzWfECqTI/AAAAAAAAAJw/bpAOXlVeIJk/s320/DSC04156.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361239974052276530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-3991922405587249264?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/3991922405587249264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/07/fifty-sixth-post-overcast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/3991922405587249264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/3991922405587249264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/07/fifty-sixth-post-overcast.html' title='Fifty-sixth Post, Overcast'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_pEG4__xKNzs/Smb3_TkAQjI/AAAAAAAAAKo/y7qzoPj-6EQ/s72-c/DSC04108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-5392173050143752818</id><published>2009-07-21T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T22:45:53.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifty-fifth Post, Back in Canoeing</title><content type='html'>Damn. Can't upload photos. &gt;=(&lt;div&gt;Okay, skipping today's lessons cos I don't remember anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Training!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sec 3s and Wei Shan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently his test got postponed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ended up carrying six boats together...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end, the other Sec 2s and the Sec 1s came.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paddle...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paddle......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paddle.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Capsized for fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then had to go do 6km. ZZZZZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finished 4km, then we had to pack up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wei Shan, Benedict, Benjamin, Kai Kin, Jarret and I went to change at Toilet B. Can't wait for that new toilet to open up... it's annoying to have to walk that far each time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, we got changed and went to the bus-stop. And guess who we saw there? Surprise surprise, it's SHI YING!!! Awww, so lonely =')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The reason why she was there later then the rest was that she had left her wallet in the first-aid box.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got on the 132 when it came, and left one by one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was the last to leave, and ended up in this little hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodnight...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Avolt, Signing Out~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-5392173050143752818?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/5392173050143752818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/07/fifty-fifth-post-back-in-canoeing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/5392173050143752818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/5392173050143752818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/07/fifty-fifth-post-back-in-canoeing.html' title='Fifty-fifth Post, Back in Canoeing'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-1809441671830971864</id><published>2009-07-15T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T22:11:32.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifty-fourth Post, Laughter</title><content type='html'>Today was fun...&lt;div&gt;They played Truth or Dare during the free period...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Terence got a wedgie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jun Da got slapped four times by Ahmad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Terence got a little mouth-to-mouth with Fong Chan(is it?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andy got it with Jun Da. Not pleasant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, anyone else loved today's weather?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rain was so damn great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It made me feel good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorrow. Restriction. It was a brilliant feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skipping on to Art.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damien and I got to work on our little animation. Tracing took awhile, and we managed to finish around two frames each.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of which, some sec 1s came in halfway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The com lab became super smelly :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND noisy &gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1G... annoying class...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't have AP, unlike the others, so I had to go home alone today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Byebye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Avolt, Signing Out~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-1809441671830971864?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/1809441671830971864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/07/fifty-fourth-post-laughter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/1809441671830971864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/1809441671830971864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/07/fifty-fourth-post-laughter.html' title='Fifty-fourth Post, Laughter'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-1606908396078760451</id><published>2009-07-14T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T22:55:45.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifty-third Post, CD Skit</title><content type='html'>I love acting.&lt;div&gt;Not only in life(for good reasons), but in skits too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Started with Chemistry and EMaths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I scored full marks on two of three Chem worksheets :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.E. was fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First round of Captains' Ball was bad. Partly because of Willy. Stupid basket ppl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second round was fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We played 7 on 4.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OWNAGE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In today's English lesson, Mr Lam didn't turn up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some fat guy came instead...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then in CD lesson, our group did the skit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last minute preparations, but it turned out well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love humour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so Chinese came after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Letter writing. Something I suck at. A lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ended up being the last one to finish it, and was supposed to put it in Mr Liu's locker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't hand it over. Hey, it's not my fault I couldn't find his locker. Someone probably ripped his name off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nites, people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and one more thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I AM SO GOING TO KILL THAT MOTHERF&amp;amp;*$%@ WHO TOOK MR SIM'S HARD DRIVE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although I hope that it wasn't stolen in the first place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Avolt, Singing Out~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-1606908396078760451?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/1606908396078760451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/07/fifty-third-post-cd-skit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/1606908396078760451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/1606908396078760451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/07/fifty-third-post-cd-skit.html' title='Fifty-third Post, CD Skit'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-2272173735245388733</id><published>2009-07-13T14:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T14:50:08.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MUAHAHAHAHA&lt;div&gt;MUAHAHAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing to post about :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I have to say is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DAMIEN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CHUAN CHYE!&lt;br /&gt;BRYAN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HADI!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be MOTIVATED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The four should know :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have fun with Ms Teo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, speaking of which.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Physics AP should be starting soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Expected 3E attendance:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(that includes me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-2272173735245388733?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/2272173735245388733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/07/muahahahaha-muahahahaha-nothing-to-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/2272173735245388733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/2272173735245388733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/07/muahahahaha-muahahahaha-nothing-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-2419701789729681527</id><published>2009-07-10T16:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T16:54:26.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've just done link maintenance for my blog.&lt;div&gt;And realised some things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;VanessaW's getting insulted on her own blog. Come on, just ban their IP addresses and delete their posts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some friends didn't link me. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't seem to access the tagboards of some, for various reasons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At Mira's blog, I saw some photos of the Dboat competition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And got depressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stupid dragonboat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna explode and take everyone else to hell with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nevermind, there ARE reasons for me to get angry, but I shan't list them. It'll just make me die earlier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Links have been checked, and broken ones have been fixed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now there's nothing to do again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-2419701789729681527?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/2419701789729681527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/07/ive-just-done-link-maintenance-for-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/2419701789729681527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/2419701789729681527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/07/ive-just-done-link-maintenance-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-1726276592194327774</id><published>2009-07-10T14:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T16:27:58.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifty-second Post, Laughter</title><content type='html'>Yohohoho yohohoho~&lt;div&gt;Today was such a nice day~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even Ms Shirley Tan's SS class was nice~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now to start~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Came to school early. Was supposed to do "sentry duty" with Mr Kung for 10 merit points, but he told us that w&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Italic" border="0" class="gl_italic" /&gt;e could just go in. AND that we got the 10 points for wanting to help. SWEET.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lessons were okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Physics was fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then after recess came SS. We had this inference practice for source-based questions. She showed us an example stored in her laptop, a picture of some kids standing in front of a wall. On it wrote: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Don't ball-lick the Britains - Whack 'em.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of us laughed when we saw it. Others heard the laughter, looked up and &lt;i&gt;then &lt;/i&gt;they laughed. Ms Tan asked us to infer, and I said that the source shows that there are some Catholics who "ball-lick" the Britains. I was correct. SS lesson was more fun than usual. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we had one period of English. Mr Lam came in, and we got started on marking the Cloze Passage he had given us earlier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The entire passage became a joke. Here are some examples of what we said...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt; ...and to our right, I could see the _____...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obviously, the answer was either Peak or Summit, but seeing what my class is like, this is the answer they chanted: "Pau!(inside joke)" And then "Pau! Pau! Pau!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole class was laughing like mad, the Express classes should have heard the laughter and the shouts too :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt; The wind was sharp and ____. We gave answers like Chilly, but then Ryan came beside me and said, "Pointy!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr Lam heard it and turn to him, saying "The wind was sharp and POINTY? You go wear something sharp and pointy show me!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More laughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt; As I reached the top of the range, my heart ____.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;List of answers:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart SANK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart BROKE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart STOPPED&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart SKIPPED&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart DISAPPEARED&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart EXPLODED&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol. Yeah, I'm in a crazy class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the best one:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; There was this question in which someone shouted the answer as "come". Mr Lam repeated it for confirmation, and then the whole class started chanting "COME COME COME COME COME COME(guy joke, LOL. Although some girls should know what they really mean)" in different timings, so it was damn noisy... Suddenly, from the back Roy shouted "SPERM!" and then the class laughed HELL loudly, and for quite awhile. Even the girls laughed. Lots of laughter today... :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we finished the cloze, and got dismissed. I left the school and met up with Yong Cheng and Bryan Ting. They were waiting for Nigel and I had nothing to do anyway, so I waited along with them. Nigel came, but then Bryan said that some girl was also coming, so we had to wait more. &gt;=(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His friend(or whatever) came, and we walked to Tiong where I left the group.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of which, I got depressed again :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I saw her while I was leaving the school :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted so much to punch myself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XiiaoWeiiWeii, Signing Out~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-1726276592194327774?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/1726276592194327774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/07/fifty-second-post-laughter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/1726276592194327774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/1726276592194327774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/07/fifty-second-post-laughter.html' title='Fifty-second Post, Laughter'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-5730689818944290518</id><published>2009-07-08T14:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T15:45:14.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifty-first Post, Forget</title><content type='html'>Forget the last post.&lt;div&gt;Yes, forget. I've forgiven them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There wasn't much to do today, but there's a short video that I took...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm feeling quite lazy right now, so I'll save that one for next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so, on to the main topic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's regarding &lt;i&gt;her&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever since last year, I've remained stuck on the same stepping stone. There's been no progress. None. Zero. So, I'm going to make a big step in becoming better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not much, but I'll try. It'll be a little promise. Reason being, ever since last year, I've been doing some very stupid things. I've been rushing down the moment recess starts just to get a glimpse of her before she goes into her class. I've been making stupid excuses just to go down and walk near her class, like buying another piece of bread or getting another drink. I've been observing the times when she leaves the class according to the timetable and walking right outside the extra class hoping that she'll see me. And now it just seems all so STUPID.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All that, for someone who probably doesn't even notice my physical existence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's something I live by. I call it Aura. To me, Aura is important. It decides if you advance. Aura is shown by how many people notice you when you enter a specific area. And mine seems so &lt;b&gt;pathetic&lt;/b&gt;. I have friends telling me that they can sense if I'm right behind them, as though I have a strong Aura. Yeah, an Aura of a stalker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;According to what I observed, many others I know have some kind of magnificent Aura that actually lets me know that they're there once they enter the room. Others such as myself can stay unnoticed for short periods of time before anyone actually notices that we are right beside them. It's useful sometimes, but it's not what I desire. I want to be &lt;i&gt;noticed&lt;/i&gt;. By friends. By strangers. By &lt;i&gt;her&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to the topic, I'm going to forget about her. About when it started. About how much I long to see her. Even if it's impossible, I'm going to try. Even if it feels like stabbing myself with a hundred swords, I will try to forget &lt;b&gt;everything&lt;/b&gt;. Because I know that no matter how long I dream, it will never come true. Feelings don't just come back the way I wish it. Just today, after school, I saw her. It was probably something else I refer to as &lt;i&gt;chance&lt;/i&gt;, something which power far exceeds the Aura but comes so rarely that I don't bother relying on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so I saw her. But did she see me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chances. Now that I think about it, so many have come my way, only to be pushed away by my own stupidity and foolishness. Just earlier this year, a group of girls came to ask me if Ramadan, a retained student in my class, was in school. I was afraid to make eye contact, so I behaved rather erratically. I probably made them feel as if I hated them. So it became worse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All that, and with Xozaron suddenly appearing in my head just now. Right after I saw &lt;i&gt;her&lt;/i&gt;, I left the school. And as I was walking, his voice resounded in my head...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As usual, he warned me to stop dreaming. To just live in reality. To forget about useless desires and pursue what was in reach. I didn't want to listen to these words months ago, but I always knew that he was right. That I simply had to let go. But I didn't want to. Because I knew that it would hurt. It would hurt more than that broken romance in primary school. I knew it would. And so I remained happy, ignoring Xozaron's words and desiring what was always too far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Romance. I've been trying so hard to forget what it felt like. To feel so happy just to be able to see her face, to get so depressed when she didn't appear like she usually did... I tried so hard, convincing myself that it was all a big lie. That it was all false. That that girl probably hated me and didn't even notice my existence, that to her I was just some pebble on the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But even then, I couldn't stop dreaming. I still felt overjoyed when I saw her every day at the Arena. And when she didn't sit there like she usually did, I simply felt so empty. As long as I got to see her, that was fine - nothing else mattered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But right now, I'm going to believe in what Xozaron has to say. Just a little. So I don't get consumed. I'll stop rushing down hoping to see her face. I'll stop walking up and down the school hoping that she will notice me. I'll even stop going for recess if it can lessen the pain. As long as I don't know how she will react when she finds out about this, I'll probably continue living my life the way it is, clinging on to what little hope there is of her not rejecting me if I ever confessed. My heart has never broken before, but it has sank. I don't want to feel the pain again. Anything but that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, some final notes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kelin: You guessed it right. Although it's not much to be happy about now, I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jazz: You know her. Shi Ying knows her. Should be quite narrowed down now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, nothing else. I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xozaron, Singing Out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-5730689818944290518?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/5730689818944290518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/07/fifty-first-post-forget.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/5730689818944290518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/5730689818944290518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/07/fifty-first-post-forget.html' title='Fifty-first Post, Forget'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-303187732991910165</id><published>2009-07-07T17:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T18:07:39.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>50th Post, Puzzle</title><content type='html'>Two idiots and one confused.&lt;div&gt;All it takes to piss me off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Terrence See and Damien should just die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I introduced that topic,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the plan was to let everyone have a different half of the puzzle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get another half, and the puzzle would be complete.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet, people like Kelin and Terrence don't understand simple logic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kelin, for telling Terrence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please, that idiot couldn't keep his mouth shut if I pointed a gun in his face. Regarding a retard like that, tell him something and he couldn't just whisper it to someone else without everyone else knowing. Why he even managed to survive up till now, I don't know. Why I even made friends with him in the first place, I don't know either. He's a jerk and he can insult his friends without thinking twice. And for Kelin to SMS him about the other half of the puzzle, she probably has the same amount of IQ and EQ as he does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that idiot Terrence, for shouting it out loud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, wait, I think that's letting him off too easily. Anyone with an EQ of a normal person would learn to think twice before shouting out something personal in a crowded area. And I don't even want to get started on just how stupid he is. He shouts it out, and expects nobody to hear. What kind of FUCKING IDIOT shouts something and expects everyone else not to notice? And of all the people that could have heard, it was that ass of a Damien. Everyone else knows that he can't keep secrets, and Terrence just couldn't help but say something personal to others right in front of him. Oh please, having one retard was enough, now Terrence wants to become another? He DESERVES to be ditched by Persis. He's rich. So what. I hope his parents die and all the money gets snatched by his relatives. Acting like he's so great, being the Team Captain and in the Executive Committee. Big deal. I know a ton of other people who are as rich as him or more with a hell better of an attitude. Same goes for Damien. The two of them should just have that silver spoon forced out of their mouths before they wake up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xozaron, Signing Out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-303187732991910165?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/303187732991910165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/07/50th-post-puzzle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/303187732991910165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/303187732991910165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/07/50th-post-puzzle.html' title='50th Post, Puzzle'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-7743743736327478635</id><published>2009-07-02T16:37:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T17:11:50.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forty-ninth Post, Fight</title><content type='html'>Today is a day worth remembering(if I don't forget it).&lt;div&gt;In sequence: Getting used to the new timetable, unexpected sight, fight, escort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Starting with the getting used to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First period was History. Kinda interesting today(considering the fact that I didn't fall asleep despite having Liang Kai tempting me to do so right beside me). After History though, I went down to the first floor for recess. Wait, recess? At the third period?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, stupid. I know. I've gotten used to rushing down after every History lesson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I ran back up the stairs for Mr Lam(pa[class joke])'s class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;English was okay. Quite fun with the new teacher. Although I still think that Mdm Foo was lying when she said that the new teacher was a handsome guy(not to be bad, but he's average-looking. Maybe Mdm Foo was comparing him to herself when she said that, LOL), she's actually wise enough to leave us in the hands of that (seemingly) good teacher. Hehe :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After English was... hmm lemme see... oh, maths!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Double maths!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With Mr Kung!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha, yet another interesting lesson. "The lines from the external point bisect the what?" *No answer* "The hole? What hole?" *Class sniggers* "The A Hole?" *Class sniggers even more* "No, not a hole, the lines from the external point bisect the circle at a single point."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heh. We love his classes, right? ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Maths, Terrence, Damien, Chuan Chye and I went down to get some... bread!(again)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I went to buy some tissue paper cos my nose was 'leaking'. Not a nice sight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The four of us went back up to our classroom, and on the way I saw *ahem* and Terrence asked me about *ahem*. I gave him some clues BUT he got too lazy to guess :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back up at class, Physics went along smoothly. Then around the end of the lesson, I went out. Then I went in again to see Terrence and Andy at the back of the class whacking each other. I'm not the kind of person who loves to see people fighting, so I went out again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chinese lesson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr Liu had arrived at our class, and being the good student that I am(I can imagine people saying AHEM when they read this), I went in too. The fight seemed to be over. And Mr Kung was outside 3D on the other side, so I didn't think anybody would want to create trouble anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, right. There are always exceptions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly Andy pushed his table over and rushed at Terrence, grabbing him and shouting *AHEM AHEM*. Terrence grabbed him too, but didn't fight back. I stood at the side again as a passive unit. Next thing I knew, Roy and Mr Liu were trying to break them up and Mr Kung was walking over to our class. I swear I didn't take sides.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;......................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay fine, I laughed. But it WAS funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the fight, *AHEM AHEM AHEM* went and threw Andy's glasses out the window. Damn. And I was asked to give an eyewitness account. After a while I found Andy's glasses on the ground at the first floor, so I went down with Mr Kung and Andy to get the glasses back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fun part: I'm the first student EVER to walk into the sports hall area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The even-more-fun part: Mr Kung raised the net for me to get in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, after all that chaos Mr Kung asked me if I could escort Andy home to make sure that he didn't loiter about. Fine. Not like I could refuse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I walked with Andy to his home, and on the way Andy thanked me for the glasses. And he said that he wished he could be like me. I ensured him that he was better off being the way he is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Request completed, I went home. Simple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xiao Wei, Signing Out~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-7743743736327478635?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/7743743736327478635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/07/forty-ninth-post-fight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/7743743736327478635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/7743743736327478635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/07/forty-ninth-post-fight.html' title='Forty-ninth Post, Fight'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-5049331481450177946</id><published>2009-06-22T17:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T18:08:02.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forty-eighth Post, Ending</title><content type='html'>Haven't been blogging for awhile.&lt;div&gt;Reason being, there's nothing much to blog about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TODAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to MR and reached at 7:28(yay, first! lol). Awhile later, Kelin arrived. Then Eryanah. Felicia. Then came Haressh, who I saw &lt;i&gt;earlier &lt;/i&gt;and expected to see at the shed but had actually gone to the toilet to find his wallet. It was still there - with ALL the money inside(and it IS a lot).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, training. I did 10km while the rest did 12km.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So happy because I managed to finish my 10km in around 1hr 26mins. Considering that it was my first time doing 10km on a C, I did better than I had expected. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After training, Kelin, Persis, Eryanah, Benjamin and I went to Tiong and ate at KFC. Then we went to school for Kelin to get her AYG shirt. After leaving the school, Benjamin and I left the group and went home seperately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah, and I can't go to the movie on wednesday because coach told me to go for RP training after GESS training that day... GRRR I WANNA WATCH TRANSFORMERS...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The end?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Avolt, Signing Out~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-5049331481450177946?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/5049331481450177946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/06/forty-eighth-post-ending.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/5049331481450177946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/5049331481450177946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/06/forty-eighth-post-ending.html' title='Forty-eighth Post, Ending'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-7770104834749798278</id><published>2009-06-16T15:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T16:17:04.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forty-seventh Post, Oh No! I've Been Spotted!</title><content type='html'>So many things happened today.&lt;div&gt;Where shall I start...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, had training today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there's a surprise!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BENEDICT joined the C-paddlers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAAAAY!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol. Btw, Damien didn't turn up today either. Seriously, when he actually does turn up I'm gonna interrogate him REAL badly...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back on topic. Benedict from 2E'09 has been wanting to join the C-paddling group for awhile now, but he never really dared to ask Coach Kengwi. So Wei Shan(what a surprise, he turned up today) and I went to ask for him. Coach agreed and got us to get a C-paddle, kneepad and a T-boat for him to practice on. In the end there weren't any Ts left anyway, so we took another C-boat from the NJC shed*.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Strange, I haven't seen them in awhile...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instructions were to paddle out after 9:30, but everyone knows what a &lt;i&gt;lousy &lt;/i&gt;sense of time I have, right? =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After learning the basics, Benedict got on the C and tried to paddle. Success. Except for his direction(but then again, I'm the only one on the team who can handle the directions on that boat).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end, Wei Shan and I ended up &lt;i&gt;forgetting &lt;/i&gt;that we had to paddle out and spent more than 2 hours with Benedict in the lagoon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After training, Syafiq, Vincent, Kai Kin, Julian and I went to change and walked to the bus stop after that. The 132 came, we took it along with Shi Ying, Jazz, Kelin and Persis and went to Tiong... again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to MacDonald's and I ordered an Oreo Mcflurry(Note the word OREO). Syafiq ordered the Milo-style Mcflurry(which obviously costs more) and we waited. When the orders were done, two Milo Mcflurrys were given. I offered to pay for the extra costs(I'm such a nice guy... nah jkjk) but they gave it to me for the usual $2. Syafiq was like, "WALAO..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have more luck. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After finishing the Mcflurrys, we went to 'tour' Tiong for fun. At the third floor, we were wondering where to go - Popular Bookstore or Comics Connection. We weren't in the mood to choose, so we just did a little selection(a really childish method; I don't wanna type it out) and ended up in Comics Connection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inside, some TT members were there. Syafiq and I went to the comics area... then to the games area... and suddenly Syafiq groaned or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Why you groan?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You hear before Yenyi?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Ya, then?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, then. She appeared out of nowhere and they said something. All I know is that it ended with a "Dream on" from Syafiq. Then she left, and I heard someone say something about me. I listened for more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Huh? Xiao Wei? Where?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Eh? Xiao Wei is boy? I thought is girl?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then another, "I dunno, I never talk to him before..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And under my breath I was saying, "WTF!?!?!?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Yenyi returned, with even more of the TT team. Like a gang. So Syafiq and I played ignorance**. Then I felt kinda uncomfortable with a girl group near me, so I told Syafiq, "Run."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**Forgive me, I feel an invisible punch when I look at girls. Lol~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We walked out, far faaaar away from Comics Connection and across the street to the bus stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to the interchange, and then the 167. I was telling Syafiq about how Fiqkri was framed(remember the public caning the other day? Tell me if you want to hear[or read] what really happened. It was about an idiot of a stranger, a teacher who dresses too much and a lot of bad luck) when Syafiq asked me, "Hey, is that Ms Hoe(Is this how you spell her last name?) back there?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I turned around, turned back, and said, "Shit..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way out of the bus, I gave her an innocent smile. She smiled back. I hope there wasn't a knife hidden behind that... =X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Norazox, Singing Out~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-7770104834749798278?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/7770104834749798278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/06/forty-seventh-post-oh-no-ive-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/7770104834749798278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/7770104834749798278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/06/forty-seventh-post-oh-no-ive-been.html' title='Forty-seventh Post, Oh No! I&apos;ve Been Spotted!'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-8177181876168753040</id><published>2009-06-14T14:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T15:39:36.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kelin asked me to do this quiz. Well, here goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of the 14 people must do this quiz, unless he/she doesn’t have a blog.&lt;/div&gt;Write the names of 14 people you can think off the top of your head, then answer the questions.&lt;br /&gt;01. Benjamin&lt;br /&gt;02. Shi Ying&lt;br /&gt;03. Syafiq&lt;br /&gt;04. Jazz&lt;br /&gt;05. Kelin&lt;br /&gt;06. Persis&lt;br /&gt;07. Zhenyue&lt;br /&gt;08. Haressh&lt;br /&gt;09. Yenyi&lt;br /&gt;10. Yu Chen&lt;br /&gt;11. Keren&lt;br /&gt;12. Manoj&lt;br /&gt;13. Felicia&lt;br /&gt;14. Jarret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;01. How did you get to meet 7? (Zhenyue)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, never met before... HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;02. What would you do if you and 13 never met? (Felicia) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno... then maybe we would never have met. I don't socialize...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;03. What would you do if 1 and 12 date? (Benjamin &amp;amp; Manoj)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;04. Have you ever seen 14 cry? (Jarret)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, never. Must be manly eh? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;05. Would 4 and 11 be a good couple? (Jazz &amp;amp; Keren) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, but it would be weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;06. Do you think 11 is attractive? (Keren)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm no comment... beauty is in the eyes of the beholder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;07. What's 2's favourite colour? (Shi Ying)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... I have no idea... pink maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;08. When was the last time you talked to 9? (Yenyi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, never. I really need to talk more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;09. What language does 8 speak? (Haressh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tamil? More of english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;10. Who is 13 going out with? (Felicia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's in Express. So I wouldn't know even if she WAS going out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;11. What grade is 12 in? (Manoj)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondary 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;12. Would you ever date with 10? (Yu Chen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELL NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;13. Where does 5 live? (Kelin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea... never been there before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;14. What's the best thing about 3? (Syafiq)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a guy. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;15. What would you want to tell 10 now? (Yu Chen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRAIN HARDER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;16. Whats the best thing about 8? (Haressh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very easy to be racist with him!!! LOL jkjk, he's nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;17. Have you ever kissed 5? (Kelin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;18. What was the best memory you have with 7? (Zhenyue)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None actually, but spamming tagboards was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;19. When's the last time you seen 6? (Persis)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I don't remember... she skipped previous training &gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;20. How is 14 and 12 different? (Jarret &amp;amp; Manoj)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOHOHO okay!!! One is Y_____ and the other is B____! LOL racist XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;21. Is 6 pretty? (Persis)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooo hmmm maybe? Not for me to judge :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;22. How did you meet 5? (Kelin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through canoeing in sec 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;23. Is 1 your best friend? (Benjamin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really... but a good captain!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;24. Do you hate 12? (Manoj)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No... but he's annoying at times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;25. Have you seen 4 on the last month? (Jazz)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... last ALL TEAM training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;26. When was the last time you said to 3? (Syafiq)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last ALL TEAM training!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;27. Have you been to 5's house? (Kelin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;28. When's the next time you gonna see 10? (Yu Chen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next ALL TEAM training!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;29. Are you close to 13? (Felicia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda. How not to be close with last year's captain =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;30. Have you ever been to a movie with 4 before? (Jazz)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep! Along with the whole team during this year's gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;31. Have you ever gotten into trouble with 8? (Haressh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA NICE!!! Yes, in sec 1. I made him lose =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;32. Would you give 2 a hug? (Shi Ying)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL I think she would scream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;33. When have you lied to 3? (Syafiq)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember lying to him before. Hmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;34. Is 1 good with socializing? (Benjamin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. I think so. Got that all-boy mini-gang in his class, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong face="Arial" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;35. Do you know secrets about 9? (Yenyi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope. If I did, I would use them for EEEVIL schemes... MUAHAHAHAHAHA nah jk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong face="Arial" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;36. Describe the relationship between 12 and 14. (Manoj &amp;amp; Jarret)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I think. Never heard them complaining about each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong face="Arial" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;37. Best thing about your friendship with 9? (Yenyi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange, dunno if it can be considered a friendship or not... hmmm maybe it was the mystery before I was 'unmasked'? Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong face="Arial" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;39. Have you ever had a crush on 12? (Manoj)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. AM. NOT. GAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong face="Arial" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;40. Does 14 has a girlfriend or boyfriend? (Jarret)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, but I heard he likes Rebecca from 1E?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong face="Arial" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;41. Have you ever wanted to punch 1's face? (Benjamin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe... but it would be fun if I were to actually do it right? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong face="Arial" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;42. Has 2 met your mother? (Shi Ying)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: Arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;43. How did you get to meet 3? (Syafiq)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec 2, new sec 1 batch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: Arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;44. Did you ever physically hurt 3? (Syafiq)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH!!! Of course, what would our friendship be without a little fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: Arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;45. Do you live close to 7? (Zhenyue)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope don't think so. But if you're thinking worldwide, then we live quite close =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: Arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;46. What's 8's favourite food? (Haressh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never asked him before... OHH I KNOW!!! ICE CREAM!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: Arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;47. What kind of car does 1 has? (Benjamin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toy car. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: Arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;48. Have you travelled anywhere with 9 before? (Yenyi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: Arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;49. If you give 14 $100 , what will he/she spend it on? (Jarret)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He would spend it all on Rebecca!!! RIGHT RIGHT? HAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;AHAHA&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/2859921526454259545-8177181876168753040?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/8177181876168753040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/06/write-names-of-14-people-you-can-think.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/8177181876168753040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/8177181876168753040'/><link rel='alternate' 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camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nevermind...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During training, had some sort of headache.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Couldn't breathe properly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Couldn't concentrate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I went up after 6km to rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was supposed to do another 500m and 200m set but it rained heavily halfway, so we all went back to the shed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After training, went to KFC at Tiong with Eryanah and Kelin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Told Kelin to buy something more filling with an extra $2(from me... very sad-looking when Nana and I were about to get something worth $6+ and she only wanted that Snackers thingy...) but she went ahead and bought that Snackers box anyway...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, I got a vanilla cone and we split.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gotta go out soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Avolt, Signing Out~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Headache'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-5390595803942028339</id><published>2009-06-10T10:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T10:08:00.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forty-fifth Post, Nightmare</title><content type='html'>I'll never wish for too many dreams again.&lt;div&gt;Had a nightmare this morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dreamt that my sis went and opened some email&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it turned out to be a virus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND MY COM BROKE DOWN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nearly cried... then I woke up -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the issue of the one I like,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some of you guessed correct.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of you were really close.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not gonna divulge further =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feel free to continue in this game...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Norazox, Signing Out~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-5390595803942028339?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/5390595803942028339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/06/forty-fifth-post-nightmare.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/5390595803942028339'/><link rel='self' 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relieve my stress...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now I have to collect $100 for the canoe fund...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something scary happened yesterday morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;didn't remember my dream! :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I woke up with nothing to ponder about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or maybe I didn't have a dream in the first place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna dream...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dreams are the only salvation that I have...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Avolt, Signing Out~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-7562276763548337692?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/7562276763548337692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/06/forty-fourth-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/7562276763548337692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/7562276763548337692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/06/forty-fourth-post.html' title='Forty-fourth Post, -_-'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-5574445893005417048</id><published>2009-06-04T09:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T09:43:36.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmmm.&lt;div&gt;My blog's dying...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*sobs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, let me try to bring it back to life :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll introduce a topic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See if this works ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like someone. Try to guess XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It will be unexpected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surprising.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Creepy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heh, at least I tried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-5574445893005417048?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/5574445893005417048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/06/hmmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/5574445893005417048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/5574445893005417048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/06/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-9052835770669624805</id><published>2009-06-03T15:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T15:46:41.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forty-third Post, Torture</title><content type='html'>I'm back...&lt;div&gt;Today has been yet another sad day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dunno why, but it seemed normal to torture my juniors today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or at least, those guys who fear me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take the NPCC guy for example. He simply chose to annoy me today. I wasn't really annoyed, but a bored person &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can &lt;/span&gt;be considered an easily annoyed one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on, today's Physics was okay. After that I went to the LAN shop again with Damien. We played for like... 45 minutes and then went back to school for his Chemistry AP(I'm excused because I passed). On the way, there was this guy who asked us for a dollar so that he could take a bus to Vivocity. Apparently he had taken the wrong bus. So Damien and I gave him 50 cents each and continued on. I went around the school at first, then on to torturing that guy from 1f. Btw, he started it. :P (He got owned)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After awhile I had nothing to do so I went up to class anyway for Mdm Sakeena's class. There I just sat beside Damien, helping him with the worksheet. It's quite fun to know more than others. I really felt like a teacher then :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the seemingly fun lesson which ended early at 1, Andy and Damien went to the LAN shop(Damien's getting kind of addicted) and I went home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or so I intended.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I left by the side gate and went to Tiong. There I chatted with Gordon, got an ice cream from Mac and walked back to school. Mdm Sakeena happened to be at the side gate, so I politely asked her to open it and she did, so I guess I helped those three sec 1 or 2 boys who were there too. Oh well, more positive karma. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stayed in the school until 1:30, then went to Tiong &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again &lt;/span&gt;to get the @Cash that my sister asked me to buy. Adam and Abraham(?) were there to get The Sims 3. Turns out 5k isn't on sale anymore. So I had to pay half the cost. More karma!!! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that I just took the bus home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanted to post a poem, but the same sister's bugging me to let her play...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xozaron, Signing Out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-9052835770669624805?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/9052835770669624805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/06/forty-third-post-torture.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/9052835770669624805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/9052835770669624805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/06/forty-third-post-torture.html' title='Forty-third Post, Torture'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-2769611821003074837</id><published>2009-06-01T23:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T22:49:19.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forty-second Post, Canoeing Is Back</title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;div&gt;Training today was so fun!!! Although there were only 10 people(including Ms Lim and our Coach keng Wi). Then again, maybe it's because of that that it was so fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8km, technical stroking. Coach actually told Damien and I to PADDLE SLOWLY :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we paddled slow-mo all the way. The warm-up in the lagoon, the 6km we managed to finish and the cooldown round... nice and slowwww~ Damn, paddling so slowly on a C1 is one thing. Being told to take your own sweet time is another. A very &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nice&lt;/span&gt; another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the training, we exterminated(hey Hana, I remembered what you call the pest control-- the EXTERMINATOR!!! LOL) a LOT of ants from the buoyancy vests and some of us got changed. On the way, Kelin asked me something very weird(it's supposed to be about why I was feeling weird on the last day of school). "Xiao Wei, tell the truth arh... you like Jazz right?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was like "WTF? I dunno."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then she said something like, the reason why I was feeling weird on ACE Day was because Jazz didn't talk to me, bla bla bla... I am posting now to say that it might partly be true BUT it's not only because Jazz didn't talk to me much. There were OTHER factors, other things that happened that I chose to forget(but keep getting reminded by people who don't know). So, I DO NOT want to hear about people going around saying that I like Jazz. Some of you might have heard of the phrase "To save someone is to let someone else die" or something like that... and there's too much at risk for me to make any stupid decisions. So please try to understand when I say that I try not to meddle in those kind of affairs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life so far has been a beautiful dream. It's always too early to wake up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Avolt, Signing Out~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-2769611821003074837?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/2769611821003074837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/06/forty-second-post-canoeing-is-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/2769611821003074837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/2769611821003074837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/06/forty-second-post-canoeing-is-back.html' title='Forty-second Post, Canoeing Is Back'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-7784892579147390803</id><published>2009-05-29T20:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T21:18:05.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forty-first Post, ACE Day 2009</title><content type='html'>HOHOHOHO.&lt;div&gt;Never knew that it would be so fun to set up a footsal(?) field.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or that walking around half-naked would be so fun too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I'll get onto that later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning, woke up at 5:55 again. Wore my ACE Day T-shirt in place of my uniform top, ate and left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw Terrence(express) at the bus stop. Very early for him :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He said that he had something to do at school. So the both of us went to the interchange together and took 16/851 to school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went into the canteen after leaving my bag at the prefects' corridor. There I sat around with some other Sec3 NA friends and when the music started, I grabbed my bag and went into the arena.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After morning assembly, went into the AVA Room for temperature-taking and the STI/HIV education programme. OMG, the pics they showed were so sick :X Don't wanna talk about it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to the hall for some short talk and then left halfway for Station IC duties for the Heritage Trail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Outram Park MRT Station with Damien and... Mr Jimmy isit? He's an uncle, not a young guy... but he's kinda nice. When we got to our post he went to buy some drinks and snacks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3C1 came. Cooperative.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3E2. Devil Class. Bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3E1. Devil Class, Second Half. Not as bad as the other half.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We followed 3E1 to the school area and went to the Mosque. Went to the hawker centre to have lunch. Hey wait, didn't the Sec 1s have MacDonald's for breakfast...? ...HEY!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so we had to buy our own lunch. And we didn't get to have MacDonald's. Fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After lunch, loitered around in the Mosque for awhile until the bus came. It brought us to East Coast where we were supposed to set the footsal field for a tournament which is supposed to take place tomorrow. We couldn't paint the field, so we used tape instead. Great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were split into four groups. My group consisted of Terrence See, Karthigesan, Kaveen Kumar, Churchill, Hakim and me. Terrence, Kumar, Hakim and I took off our shirts. It was DAMNNNN hot there. Hakim and Kumar put them back on after awhile, but Terrence and I felt more comfortable without upper clothing. Lol :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too bad Damien wasn't there. He had to leave earlier for some stupid SL/prefect stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we set up the fields, we went back to school on another bus. I distinctly remember Ms Shirley Tan saying, "Those with their shirts off, please put them on. I don't want to see little boys half-naked."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We lol-ed and put on our shirts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back at school, we had a debrief, did some surveys and were dismissed. I turned around and saw that kelin and the rest were gone -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I went to Tiong and met up with them. But after awhile, I felt REALLY weird. Like my existence was gone. Sucked away. I wasn't there anymore. So I left for home. But when I jumped off the 167, I felt this sudden burst of energy. It was great. I felt light. So I skip-ran all the way home. It was amazing. My Aura was back. But as for how, I don't really know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so I went home with high spirits. Strange...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Norazox, Signing Out~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-7784892579147390803?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/7784892579147390803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/05/forty-first-post-ace-day-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/7784892579147390803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/7784892579147390803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/05/forty-first-post-ace-day-2009.html' title='Forty-first Post, ACE Day 2009'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-7226629456721759880</id><published>2009-05-28T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T23:06:15.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>40th Post, Meet The Parents 2009</title><content type='html'>Today&lt;div&gt;rocked!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMGOMGOMG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO MANY GOOD THINGS HAPPENED TODAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CAN'T STOP BEING EXCITED!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, calm down Avolt. You're making yourself look like an idiot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although you know you are one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, on to today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went through lessons as usual. Except that today we had afternoon classes!!! A nice change. Hot, but that didn't matter anyway since I started to have a runny nose. So scared that I had H1N1... T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went through lessons as usual. But today was alot more fun, dunno why =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got my Ace Day T-shirt during CD Lesson today. OMG it looks really nice... with the uniform's collar it looks even better!!! So, after CD 'lesson' outside of the staff room we went back to class... on the way I saw 2F and 2G playing in the arena. How come they have double PE? Nah jkjk I know it's because of the YOG thingy. But they're so lucky... On the way Terrence See suddenly said, "That's the girl you like right?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, don't think too much. It just happened like this: it was in the afternoon before the lessons started, and it was raining. I was with Terrence at the 4th floor when I saw Jazz on the 2nd(can tell by her oh-so-colourful bag) so I just said something like "Jezzu~~~"(her name's nice, lol) then he just said, "You like that girl arh?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I said, "No la, my junior wad... say her name for fun only..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that's that. I'm not gonna say anything about whether I like anyone or not. It's risky based on experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that I went to 3C to borrow the Maths 3B from Edgar... thanks dude!!! =D (I have the book, but it's simply un-find-able at home)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then came some other lessons, and it was time for Meet The Parents 2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When my mother came into the school, she messaged me on here my class room is. I told her that it's the furthest classroom in the entire school from where she was, the canteen(that's what Ms Shirley Tan told us to say) but then she called me. I had to talk on the phone in front of Ms Tan... damn sorry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She came up some time after(I went out to get her in) and then she sat at my table. She ate one of the sweets on my table(each of them represented one subject passed) and I said to Ryan, "She ate my sweet sia..." and he replied, "Oh, so you failed one more subject. You not top anymore. =)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas, still got top in class. And 19th in level. I expected 29th from the back(in that scenario, all of 3E got the last 29 slots in the level ranking), so that result had me kinda happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then when I was going home, I asked again and my mother agreed to let me have my canoeist windbreaker!!!! Now I don't have to scrimp and save anymore!!! Yay ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OOOOOKAY, nothing else to post, I hope? (Nag nag nag)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Norazox, Signing OUT!!!!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-7226629456721759880?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/7226629456721759880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/05/40th-post-meet-parents-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/7226629456721759880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/7226629456721759880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/05/40th-post-meet-parents-2009.html' title='40th Post, Meet The Parents 2009'/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859921526454259545.post-7986644126573716355</id><published>2009-05-28T22:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T22:25:14.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:9px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yenyi did this quiz in her blog, had nothing to do so I did it anyway :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1. How you're feeling now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- Quite good. My mother agreed to pay for my windbreaker!!! Cos of my results =)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2. Thing nearest to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- The chair? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3. Colour of your pants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- Grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;4. Game you're currently play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- Getamped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;5. Your ringtone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- Personalised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;6. Last message in your phone inbox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- From kelin, asking about my class' positions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;7. Best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- Hmmm that would be damien? But i hate him at times too... for good reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;8. Brand of your TV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- SONY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;9. School.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- Gan Eng Seng School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;10. Own a MP4?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;11. Best colour of your hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- Black with a tinge of brown when the light hits it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;12. Curly or straight hair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- Erm... messy would be more accurate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;13. Song you're listening to now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- 88 - LM.C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;14. Did you kiss anybody for the past 2 days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- Heh... no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;15. Your nickname.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- XO ZA RON!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;16. What would you wanted to be call if you weren't your current name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- I can't think of any name more suited for me ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:arial;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;17. Have secrets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- Yep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;18. Will you be happy if you have everything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- Maybe, maybe not. It can get kinda boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;19. Always thinking of someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- Hahaha. Sadly, yes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;20. 14th name in your phonebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- Edgar. Pri sch friend =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;21. Most desperate dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- I WANNA BE ZOH-ZAH-RAWN!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;22. When did you last laugh till you cried?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- Quite recently. Tuesday land training.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;23. If you had a crush, would you tell him/her you love them now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- I really should. But I can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;24. Single or taken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- Single.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;25. Tattoos or piercings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- If I had to make a choice, piercings... if not, none.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;26. If you could be somewhere in the world now, where would you want to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- In school. I miss the people there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;27. Anybody broken your heart before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- Heh. Broken, but recovered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;28. Whose birthday(s) is/are coming?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- I don't remember... need to make a note sometime...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;29. Planning to give them (Q28.) presents?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- If I remember, yeah. Cos i want some in return!!! -_-lll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;30. How many email accounts do you have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- One. Why would I need more? To flirt? Not my style. Even Damien's more of one than I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Finally, pass this quiz to 7 people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:arial;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:arial;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Lazy, do it if you see this, if you don't I WILL COME AFTER YOU IN YOUR DREAMS and make it better :) LOL... but still must do!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859921526454259545-7986644126573716355?l=quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/feeds/7986644126573716355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/05/1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/7986644126573716355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859921526454259545/posts/default/7986644126573716355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quiet-lonely-nitez.blogspot.com/2009/05/1.html' title=''/><author><name>~YXW/XZR/NRZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578817232457269195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
