<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26037067</id><updated>2009-12-25T19:03:23.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The life of mine</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26037067/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26037067/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>Joan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547854626223180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>500</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26037067.post-1587812193566347549</id><published>2009-12-25T16:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T19:03:23.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas</title><content type='html'>MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. to me, christmas is like just another day in the calendar.&lt;br /&gt;nothing special happens...&lt;br /&gt;the midnight wishes, the christmas eve feast...&lt;br /&gt;no changes this year. just the feast became a mini dinner. &lt;--- very little food&lt;br /&gt;well for tonight's dinner got salmon kebab with wine... hehehe wine~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;presents? i dont even remember the last time i received one for christmas.&lt;br /&gt;although i do get $$$... strange eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i want for christmas is something quite priceless?&lt;br /&gt;i've yet to buy some things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... i need to get a birthday present for xuejing right?&lt;br /&gt;i feel like saying... WHAT IF IT RAINS THAT DAY???&lt;br /&gt;LOL what would happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH NO NOW WILL SOMEONE GET ME OUT OF THE HOUSE???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow my cousin is getting married. i feel like spamming photos but i doubt it works.&lt;br /&gt;busy busy. sunday too!&lt;br /&gt;after that i want to go out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26037067-1587812193566347549?l=contradictinglies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/feeds/1587812193566347549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26037067&amp;postID=1587812193566347549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26037067/posts/default/1587812193566347549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26037067/posts/default/1587812193566347549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas.html' title='christmas'/><author><name>Joan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547854626223180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04835328609165867279'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26037067.post-4637260072653282198</id><published>2009-12-21T10:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T15:17:15.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day out</title><content type='html'>i just realised i have not figured out how to upload that 1 photograph in my camera. uh nevermind. i just cant remember where i put the wire... somewhere in my room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. first time i actually visited 313 @somerset. i nearly forgot to get off the bus if not for a family that was on the bus i would have ended up at cathay cineleisure. i did not ring the bell. i only realised i was supposed to get off there when the bus was slowing to a stop...&lt;br /&gt;strangely i thought i was late. but i was early... again.&lt;br /&gt;i mean i reached at 12.07pm... was 7mins later than the meeting time but i was still early than tq...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. this shopping trip was @_@ weird. we basically visited a few shops at 313 but bought nothing. hehe tempted but in the end still empty handed. tq could not find his size for the jeans!!!&lt;br /&gt;so we walked over to ion orchard.&lt;br /&gt;same shop- uniqlo, but still no size??? i guess many males wear the same size? haha.&lt;br /&gt;we walked a few rounds. got some food &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow the place felt like a maze...&lt;br /&gt;oh and we found this shop called &lt;strong&gt;callate la boca&lt;/strong&gt; where its english translation is shut your mouth. o_O&lt;br /&gt;tq bought the coin pouch (seems like some strange thing to me). a small thing in a giant paper bag! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was weird that when we were trying to get out of the building to get to the bus stop, we ended up walking extra miles. instead of walking the shorter way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isaac who left the house at around 2.30pm reached suntec earlier than us... so paiseh.&lt;br /&gt;we realised the asiasoft xmas event thing was more of another way asiasoft was to earn $$$. although there were all those lucky draws,  you have to spend $20 for each chance in the lucky draw. har what?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$10 for a chance at one of the 2 games available... and i dont know how much to play that bejeweled once...&lt;br /&gt;woah but i dont like the ideas of stopwatches all of the sudden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 tries and none of us won anything from that throwing ball game. ~_~ i dont know why!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait i must expressed how i witnessed some ugly singaporean behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;i always thought that in crowed places it is common to get hit by someone's leg from behind... but we always seem to apologise.&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe when i accidentally hit someone and apologised, &lt;strong&gt;the person turned and looked at me and gave me a hard step on my foot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is not by accident... it is obviously and act done purposely...&lt;br /&gt;i must say i must be lucky. that lady was not wearing high heels... oh well that was just unbelievably childish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aran combo challenge seemed badly planned. we never knew they changed a lot of rules halfway... 5mins limit?&lt;br /&gt;OH I WAS REALLY PISSED OF WITH THAT GUY THAT WAS SITTING NEXT TO ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;ungentlemanly freak.&lt;br /&gt;i mean like what is that probability that out of 8 players, 2 people are in the same world and the same map?! like omgomgomg wth?&lt;br /&gt;i really felt like calling foul or something. i was obviously ready for the competition, not him.&lt;br /&gt;he looked more like he followed me over to the same map and wrecked my combo. too bad he could not even beat my combo -_-"&lt;br /&gt;so when he wanted to change channel, i rammed the dark stone golem into him. urgh.&lt;br /&gt;epic phail la. go complain to your girlfriend that a girl bullied you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner at subway. o_O&lt;br /&gt;how come when i suggested it no one disagreed? then after that i realised isaac never eat at subway before... ok so it looked like as the female i had the choice to decide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did random things after dinner. stayed till quite late.&lt;br /&gt;my cousin finally saw me after the countless times she walked past me. SHE STARED AT ME FOR A FEW SECONDS BEFORE REALISING IT WAS ME. erm what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, sat 14 home. talked all the way home.&lt;br /&gt;i dont have any idea how come tq and i can talk talk talk until the topic got really far off. ^^&lt;br /&gt;although the activities were not exactly fun, i still had a lot of fun from the random things we did!&lt;br /&gt;it beats staying at home but my right knee kills me for walking all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it caused me to have a terrible time last night...&lt;br /&gt;i can barely straighten my leg now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;i'll go draw something first. post that 1 photograph later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26037067-4637260072653282198?l=contradictinglies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/feeds/4637260072653282198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26037067&amp;postID=4637260072653282198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26037067/posts/default/4637260072653282198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26037067/posts/default/4637260072653282198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-out.html' title='day out'/><author><name>Joan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547854626223180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04835328609165867279'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26037067.post-6068109478503663951</id><published>2009-12-10T13:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T14:29:11.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>surprise surprise!</title><content type='html'>LOL. the last post of mine was almost 2 weeks ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i would always say the holiday period is the hardest to blog. but when you do blog, there is a lot to blog about!!!&lt;br /&gt;where should i start from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, my P1 classmates started finding each other thanks to facebook!!! i mean it was weird, someone uploaded the class photo and we started tagging new people and adding each other. i still have that photo so it is quite cool? =D&lt;br /&gt;reminds me how tall i was back then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, plans to go out with different people are finally getting started.&lt;br /&gt;andrea wants to go out with dawn and i. but it has to be saturday/sunday which for most of the month are my busy days.&lt;br /&gt;the asiasoft xmas event... sadly van cant go because she is going to see FUNG. edward refuses to go because he say it waste time + he rather stay at home play some online game.&lt;br /&gt;so i was supposed to be only going with isaac &gt;_&gt; but woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday night...&lt;br /&gt;i saw menotsaddist logged in and i was O_O someone is back to maple!!! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;i took the opportunity to ask him to join us. yea but it is not fully confirmed that he is going yet. i'm hoping he is... then it does not feel like isaac and i are on a date.&lt;br /&gt;seriously speaking i feel like i have been cheating his feeling. especially after he ran around maple with that chalkboard saying i &lt;3 joan ng.&lt;br /&gt;my guilt is pricking me even more now. i should speak the truth before something bad happens? or should i just leave it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to him i managed to ask somethings that was really odd to anyhow ask without the right atmosphere. but yea, i ended up feeling happier that night. it must has been due to the fact i had the chance to talk lots of random things. i actually somewhat answered a question before it was asked... so it was like reading others mind. and oh yea, understand more things of course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i had this weird sense to go. "got miss me or not LOL" to those people who i have not talked to in a long while.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll be on maple more often because only there would i have people to talk to? where did all my other friends go???&lt;br /&gt;weird weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tablet got reformatted and so it works like a laptop now. i am not used to the function and i can actually get them back provided i buy an external dvd drive. so yes, another shopping item on my list. the other one is the SD card for the camera!!! $$$$$$$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh not to forget, i've got a new camera. no idea how i ended up with a casio camera again. -_-" this time it is casio exilim EX-S12. the old one which spoilt was exilim EX-500 if i am not wrong. coincidences? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this camera will be useful because i plan to bring it on the 20th! maybe i will even be saying hi to my cousin. this is going to be exciting! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love inpromtu plans!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26037067-6068109478503663951?l=contradictinglies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/feeds/6068109478503663951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26037067&amp;postID=6068109478503663951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26037067/posts/default/6068109478503663951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26037067/posts/default/6068109478503663951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/2009/12/surprise-surprise.html' title='surprise surprise!'/><author><name>Joan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547854626223180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04835328609165867279'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26037067.post-6938485650435079165</id><published>2009-11-28T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T22:24:46.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>latest</title><content type='html'>hmmm this always happen. when i do nothing special, i have nothing to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya, i did not go to the prom.&lt;br /&gt;what else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;this is going to be very messed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holiday activity plans are screwed. why? just because i am really lazy to go plan things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have strangely became attached. but no. that guy is not who everyone expected.&lt;br /&gt;我总觉得我好像骗了人，也骗了自己。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26037067-6938485650435079165?l=contradictinglies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/feeds/6938485650435079165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26037067&amp;postID=6938485650435079165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26037067/posts/default/6938485650435079165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26037067/posts/default/6938485650435079165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/2009/11/latest.html' title='latest'/><author><name>Joan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547854626223180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04835328609165867279'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26037067.post-6604191695006261229</id><published>2009-11-20T20:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T21:07:44.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>now what?</title><content type='html'>should i get a job to occupy my time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to go around saying i want to get a job and at the end of this long break i did not get that job. sounds familiar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've completed one item on my must-find-a-way-to-complete list.&lt;br /&gt;that is one pathetic item. it made me think about some things though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't seem to find that list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arh well but some of the things on my list seems to be most likely ruined by the raining season. i can't do them now that is rains every afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;such a spoiler...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is there things we do even though we know the outcome might not be desired?&lt;br /&gt;why is there feelings you cannot control?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26037067-6604191695006261229?l=contradictinglies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/feeds/6604191695006261229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26037067&amp;postID=6604191695006261229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26037067/posts/default/6604191695006261229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26037067/posts/default/6604191695006261229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/2009/11/now-what.html' title='now what?'/><author><name>Joan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547854626223180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04835328609165867279'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26037067.post-4056577223676875360</id><published>2009-11-13T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T22:51:24.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S OVER</title><content type='html'>*clears throat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S OVERRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!! (in a low pitch like a that guy in the exam hall this morning...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who was that?&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;but when the OAS was being collected, i heard the sound of ripping paper.&lt;br /&gt;ripping of entry proof?&lt;br /&gt;ruisi did that after that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got ambushed on my way out of the exam hall. got my papers snatched only to realise i have made yet another stupid mistake.... yes those kind you really want to strangle yourself for because it is so easy. i thought i chose the answer correctly, then i look again. really want to go #*&amp;amp;#$%( wth wth wth WHY DID I CHOOSE WRONGLY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, 2012 was quite cool. i mean the visual effects. but there was some part really lame. like the ending about the cape of good hope.&lt;br /&gt;how when an aircraft crashed into the window (it can't be glass), there was a crack but no water came in.&lt;br /&gt;sadly i seem to have epic fail memory when it comes to names. did i mention i cannot remember the names of the main characters? there was only one name that registered in my brain and that was gordon. the guy that sadly died. it was really weird how he could fly that mini plane when he barely knew how to fly planes.&lt;br /&gt;well, the fat billionaire(i doubt he could still be one if each ticket was 1billion euros) that looked so irritating at the start died. but he saved his children so he is a good father?&lt;br /&gt;rich people get to save their lives first. life is never fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised when i entered the cinema that i had no idea how long the movie would be. 157 minutes like omg omg. i endured it although i moved a lot... it was cold. i mean my legs felt cold... only to realised it was raining outside. zzz&lt;br /&gt;barely anyone in the cinema so it was quite ok. 10.45am movie afterall. who comes out so early to watch a movie?&lt;br /&gt;but somehow, how come almost every time i happen in a group with mr han it seems to rain/drizzle. somehow i have no idea when it did not rain!!! i cannot remember... hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha the outing was quite disasterous in the end. that is when you have 8 people with 8 different minds.&lt;br /&gt;apologies to dasao. don't want to say jane but hmmm. the word dear is giving me goosebumps all over again. oppps...&lt;br /&gt;you never know, maybe i would be saying that next time. oh wells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26037067-4056577223676875360?l=contradictinglies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/feeds/4056577223676875360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26037067&amp;postID=4056577223676875360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26037067/posts/default/4056577223676875360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26037067/posts/default/4056577223676875360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-over.html' title='IT&apos;S OVER'/><author><name>Joan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547854626223180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04835328609165867279'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26037067.post-3664340610972989912</id><published>2009-11-10T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T21:10:18.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>need to push that food picture down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many days has passed... and look! the end is near. i nearly wanted to type neigh instead of near...&lt;br /&gt;spamming forums has changed my style of typing. oh and i suddenly started making random "friends" on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, friends... reminds me of today's hcl li jie wen da about people with an invisible mask... and how some people who smile to you may not be your real friend...&lt;br /&gt;scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's hcl papers made me rather upset actually. some things i rather not talk but it is just all bad memories.&lt;br /&gt;gong han on excessive gaming and using of the internet... well it just reminded me of that ason who fainted while playing the computer... an incident 2 years ago. wow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wrote question 3, the continuous writing. had to write it to feel a little better.&lt;br /&gt;it was a true personal experience just with the characters swapped and the end result twisted. it was rather strange all the things we did last time to salvage the situation. out of the ordinary. the whole misunderstanding was some joke. it was rather sad though.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully the touching story can score more marks? i was amazed by my own ability to write 1 whole page without flipping the dictionary even once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who cares about today's physics mcq anyway? we can all bang heads for the silly mistakes we make but it won't make any difference.&lt;br /&gt;A1 for physics? i still think so =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh the =DD is just funny. i link this to da ge and da sao. although i was thinking if should call them dad and mum since like 1 and a half years ago at suntec mr han called me his daughter...&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;sad that da sao can't go this for this friday's movie. 2012 was my choice actually... i like such kind of movies! ^^&lt;br /&gt;but yes i can bug mr han if there is the need. hopefully i do not need to right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have the ability to change topic very quickly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other day i had many dreams some nights ago. there was one random dream of me driving an F1 car in the rain and someone crashed into the back of my car... if that has a meaning to it i should check it up.&lt;br /&gt;but the second dream kind of came true? i mean the meaning of the dream.&lt;br /&gt;that dream was some chalet... i could not remember if it was a HM one or a DL one or something else. my dream did not make sense as there was some friend of mine who was having a chalet next door to my chalet! HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE! that chalet had a door sharing to my chalet?!!?! -_-"&lt;br /&gt;that friend had a fever after going WWW and ran over my chalet to steal my bed for the night...&lt;br /&gt;i checked some meaning of dream book and that dream meant that something frustrating will happen and will lead to a quarrel.&lt;br /&gt;something slightly frustrating has happened but where is the quarrel part? haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to slack some more ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26037067-3664340610972989912?l=contradictinglies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/feeds/3664340610972989912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26037067&amp;postID=3664340610972989912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26037067/posts/default/3664340610972989912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26037067/posts/default/3664340610972989912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/2009/11/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>Joan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547854626223180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04835328609165867279'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26037067.post-4798883710197447579</id><published>2009-10-31T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T21:55:49.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-0-</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEj6raYdbac/SuwzYWOS-aI/AAAAAAAAA6s/gjknzwxzCMw/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398746546685802914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEj6raYdbac/SuwzYWOS-aI/AAAAAAAAA6s/gjknzwxzCMw/s320/Image006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dinner tonight. everyone else is out. AND I AM SUPPOSED TO BE STUDYING BUT LOOK WHAT I AM DOING???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opps, i'm trying to watch the abu dhabi race yet i can't seem to find the stream... =x&lt;br /&gt;something is telling me i need to study seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after annoying some people recently due to maths/amaths...&lt;br /&gt;i still have to say that i have secured 2 A1s already. waiting for my other 4 and i do hope they appear in english, chemistry, physics and combined humanities. opps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEj6raYdbac/SuwzYNEnI_I/AAAAAAAAA6k/yPMMhEzDELM/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398746544229262322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEj6raYdbac/SuwzYNEnI_I/AAAAAAAAA6k/yPMMhEzDELM/s320/Image005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please love me. haha. i've gone nuts already.&lt;br /&gt;the rain just now just made me feel like screaming. i mean no one is in the house and it was very noisy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like saying that i won't be using my current phone number soon. i mean it's crazy that i am receiving calls every day and smsing like 20+ times a day. to some it sounds normal but i don't have free incoming and only have 360 free smses. look, if you know my prepaid card number, the one 9014**** contact me that way. i got 2 weeks left and the number of sms sent has hit 285!&lt;br /&gt;IT IS SCARY OK.&lt;br /&gt;highest so far in my life. coughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk about smsing it just reminds me of a person who failed to reply days after saying will reply back and... after reminding, i still did not see any replies. lol the replies were not to me but ya its just weird. we decided to take desperate measures and get the number ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;it's the same person we were talking about that looks as though he attempted to be special but could not and just did what everyone else did.&lt;br /&gt;opps that is too obvious.&lt;br /&gt;so case concluded there where we wasted so much energy trying to go one round just to get a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a case of mistaken identity that happened to be a bit ridiculous cause yk thought yf was yengfai and i was like #$(%&amp;amp;#@ how can that happen.&lt;br /&gt;yengfai is nothing like the person who is sooooo annoying on my tagboard. and i have to say this here again. STOP CALLING ME AFTER EVERY PAPER YF. i won't pick it up the next time. i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEj6raYdbac/SuwzX9gxjMI/AAAAAAAAA6c/UcpJJjzokso/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398746540052417730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEj6raYdbac/SuwzX9gxjMI/AAAAAAAAA6c/UcpJJjzokso/s320/Image000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;that will only happen after the 6/11?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can temporarily go and celebrate before i need to get serious for HCL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i desperately need that pass and i don't want a C for it... although i would love an A1/A2, it is virtually impossible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now i am really fustrated. WHY WHY WHY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm starting to hate football. tsk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26037067-4798883710197447579?l=contradictinglies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/feeds/4798883710197447579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26037067&amp;postID=4798883710197447579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26037067/posts/default/4798883710197447579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26037067/posts/default/4798883710197447579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/2009/10/0.html' title='-0-'/><author><name>Joan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547854626223180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04835328609165867279'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEj6raYdbac/SuwzYWOS-aI/AAAAAAAAA6s/gjknzwxzCMw/s72-c/Image006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26037067.post-3386721071385253474</id><published>2009-10-17T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T22:13:42.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>strange</title><content type='html'>the calander on my wall says 8 more days to o lvls, that is after tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally started a change of subjects to focus on. now that i have started relooking and memorising ss, my brain feels too exhausted to do anything else. but i dare not take the risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i am currently sitting on the floor trying to type this on this rather rotten tablet pc, i feel like i have lost some of my life again.&lt;br /&gt;strange enough, after all those brain work, i still dont feel tired by 11pm+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait, 11pm is starting to be a little early for a person who has lots to cover.&lt;br /&gt;i believe many others out there are staying up until late in the night to study. i just cant will myself to do that even if i cant get to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but tonight i will most likely stay up till 2am+???&lt;br /&gt;see first ba. when i want to do something, i always seem to have a way to do it. somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the week has past and nothing much has happened. other than the fact that i feel a bit robotic already. there is this routine i end up doing everyday even though i tell myself repeatedly that i have to stop it and snap out of it. in fact, i subconsciously made myself do it the hard way. a way i should have used a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting a bit numb now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being in my room most of the time just makes me feel so bitter inside. sometimes i cant explain how it started...&lt;br /&gt;well, my various plans that i have for after the o lvls just made this it a tinge worse. afterall, i 75% wont have any suitable people to do the activities with me. so mainly i will be alone. but i will still hope someone out there will ask me to do the certain activity i intend to do.&lt;br /&gt;it could all be fat hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be greedy. i want to do and try everything i have never dared to do before. i want to experience some feelings that i never experienced before. i want to feel valued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i already have a plan set for a certain task that i may volunteer to do if it turns out just as i expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again, all could be different after the o lvls. we will see how.&lt;br /&gt;not going to post again until after the major papers. or unless i feel the need to vent anger/express disgust at something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26037067-3386721071385253474?l=contradictinglies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/feeds/3386721071385253474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26037067&amp;postID=3386721071385253474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26037067/posts/default/3386721071385253474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26037067/posts/default/3386721071385253474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/2009/10/strange.html' title='strange'/><author><name>Joan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547854626223180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04835328609165867279'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26037067.post-5095132112881516102</id><published>2009-10-09T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T22:42:57.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last day</title><content type='html'>this was the last day of lessons.&lt;br /&gt;we had our graduation ceremony at night but i didnt get the feeling of "wow i am finally graduating!"&lt;br /&gt;yes there was the standard extra loud singing blah blah. so typical.&lt;br /&gt;i dont really have even the smallest emotional feeling.&lt;br /&gt;its just as though something large in me is missing and losing some more does not make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we went around making a pact about having to see each other up on the stage again next year. twice, to make sure it is not just to take photos with classmates but to receive awards for getting some blah blah result. lets hope it is 6A1s...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i wish higher a bit ba. 7A1s. i cant make any more than that, it is just too difficult unless some miracle happens.&lt;br /&gt;you cant say anything about the results we got today. they just look so fake to me, never really reflecting the real standard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do feel sad, but just sad that i seemed to have wasted 2 years in cchms? 2 years of memories with HM have seemed to be forgotten. i mean till now, even if i say hi to those classmates some will not even say hi back. i've seen other sec 4s getting together with their sec 2 class to take photos but i felt neglected.&lt;br /&gt;probably because i am the only one from 2HM in 4DL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the really beautiful memories i have from cchms are more from out of the class.&lt;br /&gt;they are the ones that are really etched to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i should consider saying i wasted 4 years?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26037067-5095132112881516102?l=contradictinglies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/feeds/5095132112881516102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26037067&amp;postID=5095132112881516102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26037067/posts/default/5095132112881516102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26037067/posts/default/5095132112881516102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/2009/10/last-day.html' title='last day'/><author><name>Joan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547854626223180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04835328609165867279'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26037067.post-4209200818253497233</id><published>2009-10-06T17:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T20:15:53.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weird dream</title><content type='html'>i had this weird dream last night. rather dramatic one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea why i ended up having such a dream.&lt;br /&gt;it is really ridiculous&lt;br /&gt;i just want to type it out so i can see it next time. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are person A, person B and person C. they were people i know but i shall not say who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;person A love person B but person B loves person C...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day, person A threatened person B saying that if person B does not marry him, person B's family will be killed. person A is supposed to be a very rich person.&lt;br /&gt;person B agreed to the marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day before the wedding, person B asked person C out. person B was very say but wished person C could attend her wedding. person C saw person B with bloodshot eyes and decided to give person C a hug. person B started crying. person C told person B that he would not be able to attend her wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day, person A ran away during the ceremony. apparently, person A was hugely in debt and the people had came to collect the money he owed. person B was of course devastated. person C witnessed all that from outside the chapel and was really upset for what happened. person C walked in and gave person B a hug. he told person B that if she didnt mind, he would like to marry her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then person B and person C kissed...&lt;br /&gt;after that dunno what happened, then they were walking out when they spotted person A. person C gave chase and caught person A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last thing person A said was, "i helped you get the love of your life. thank me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-"&lt;br /&gt;dunno want to laugh at it or go awwwww so touching. haha =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26037067-4209200818253497233?l=contradictinglies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/feeds/4209200818253497233/comments/default' title='Post 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26037067.post-5203158614400024726</id><published>2009-10-05T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T20:36:58.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>coffee</title><content type='html'>second time i drank coffee but i still dont like it.&lt;br /&gt;mcdonald's free breakfast coffee doesnt seem very nice leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yongkhai had this weird colour coffee. mine was not very bitter but i still did not like it. took a few mouths and didnt want any more. luckily i didnt bring it back to school.&lt;br /&gt;those with the coffee had hell running after the bus. the coffee was spilling around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, a couple of us reached school and there was the feeling very thirsty and yawning away.&lt;br /&gt;opps, so a bit of coffee didnt quite work. and being thirsty is so not nice. it must have been salty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 hours of lesson quickly passed and i made my way to the library. stopped at parkway wanting to eat lunch but didnt really feel hungry. so all i bought was a packet of muachee from the pasar malam outside for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;visited the library but had this strange feeling because i last did that about a year ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i have 2 free outrageous sundaes from swensens and i dont know who to ask to go eat together. no one has confirmed. wahaha, who wants go swensens and eat with me? =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26037067-5203158614400024726?l=contradictinglies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/feeds/5203158614400024726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>slow</title><content type='html'>WAYYYYYY behind schedule.&lt;br /&gt;but all of the sudden i am losing the motivation to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know, i think it is because i seldom get to talk to people.&lt;br /&gt;i can go on msn, only to have less than 10 people online at any one time. not to mention, less than 5 of them would be people i talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was talking randomly with ason yesterday because i was bored.&lt;br /&gt;he had to say that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"thats what happens when you mug too much... you lose your fun... you lose your happiness, your ability to interact with others... and when exams are over, you lose your sense of purpose... being nothing more than an empty shell"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess that is what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterall, i'm currently facing nothing that speaks majority of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something is gravely wrong because i have this cup of coffee sitting infront of me, but it happens to be one of my most hated drink. i just need something to keep me awake. and no, i still dont like the taste of it, nor the smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, i realised that i could actually remember how to cook things just by looking at my mom prepare meals. i almost got the food to be of high standards on the first try. everything is edible ok, just slightly bland or slightly salty.&lt;br /&gt;i wont be as failed as my sis who has gone overseas without much cooking experience. lol lol my mom insisted to teach me how to cook after my o levels so that i wont be like my sis... haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26037067-842803102367873944?l=contradictinglies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26037067.post-2037581561946686770</id><published>2009-09-30T19:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T20:03:11.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick</title><content type='html'>argh, not feeling too well now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo hoo. this persistant headache is irritating. thanks to it, i could not do anything constructive today.&lt;br /&gt;hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26037067-2037581561946686770?l=contradictinglies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/feeds/2037581561946686770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26037067&amp;postID=2037581561946686770' title='0 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on hostream.net.&lt;br /&gt;yes, channel 5 was much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the national anthem was sung wrongly, i was feeling like something was weird.&lt;br /&gt;end up really something was sung wrongly. tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the championship battle looks more like among the two brawns already. vettel 25 points away. considering he needs 26 to win the title and button cannot score any points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 points max up for grabs, possible? quite hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alonso up on the podium kind of says that they do not need to cheat to be up there?&lt;br /&gt;glock was like some kid refusing to let go of his trophy even when taking the photograph on the podium. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember various incidents.&lt;br /&gt;rosberg accidentally passed the white line while exiting the pit, he got a drive through for that.&lt;br /&gt;vettel getting a drive through for speeding in the pit?&lt;br /&gt;alguersuari 'did a massa' by running off with the fuel rig still in his car. so weird, the lollipop man didnt even raise the lollipop. that spoiled the fuel rig and affected buemi's pit stop.&lt;br /&gt;sutil battling with the slow alguersuari hit the wheel and went into a spin. worst still, he picked up the innocent heidfield when he accelerated out from the spin. ouch? fine of $50,000...&lt;br /&gt;oh and there was the yellow flagged time when a debris was sitting on the driving line, a brave marshal went to pick it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strange enough, when i went to school this morning, i heard something funny.&lt;br /&gt;very funny.&lt;br /&gt;"massa drove off with the fuel rig again!"&lt;br /&gt;i could not resist to turn around and say that massa was not even present at the race, how to drive off?&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next year, i should be going to buy the ticket for the walkabout on saturday. although i feel like volunteering for the race. maybe next time or the long future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, i would like to see the race at suzuka because i heard it is another of those greatest tracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i still have to study. T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26037067-164104534755376677?l=contradictinglies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/feeds/164104534755376677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26037067&amp;postID=164104534755376677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26037067/posts/default/164104534755376677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26037067/posts/default/164104534755376677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/2009/09/singapore-gp.html' title='singapore gp'/><author><name>Joan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547854626223180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04835328609165867279'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26037067.post-845328903698297712</id><published>2009-09-25T20:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T21:46:39.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>amaths?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEj6raYdbac/Sry-kRj6c_I/AAAAAAAAA6M/eFR1qbkpsk0/s1600-h/IMG_0474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385388784826872818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEj6raYdbac/Sry-kRj6c_I/AAAAAAAAA6M/eFR1qbkpsk0/s320/IMG_0474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEj6raYdbac/Sry-k7JLxUI/AAAAAAAAA6U/L1Z0OKPfj44/s1600-h/IMG_0478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385388795989050690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEj6raYdbac/Sry-k7JLxUI/AAAAAAAAA6U/L1Z0OKPfj44/s320/IMG_0478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wahahaha this is the F1 fever~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, i actually wished i had gotten the pair of tickets to the formula one night race.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i believe i will get my chance of watching it next year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a pity. i wanted to go over to marina square/suntec to immerse in the atmosphere, but it was a little too late for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yayaya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;amaths debrief.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is probably my most xin tong paper. 10marks of serious error carried forward.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm, paper 1 i could have gotten full marks if not for the wrong sign i wrote in the first step. 4 marks down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;paper 2 was more ridiculous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I COPY QUESTION ASLO CAN COPY WRONGLY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then all the rest below was marked wrong. only given 2 method marks. 2/8...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6 marks just fly like that, HOW PAINFUL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there is another one that i blurrly used the y-value instead of the x-value when i was integrating with respect to x. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 marks for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think there will still some stupid mistakes i made in that paper 2 but i cant remember them. it was the worst amaths paper i did in a long while. too stressed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can withstand the pressure. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but this prelim 2 was the best overall average examination result in this 2 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YES YES THAT IS THE LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeea yeaaa yeaaaaaaaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-gone nuts already-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm losing that feeling when i do anything that was related to 36.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, i just suddenly remembered that just now when checking the average marks i got for the past 3 exams...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;good job joan =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26037067-845328903698297712?l=contradictinglies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/feeds/845328903698297712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26037067&amp;postID=845328903698297712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26037067/posts/default/845328903698297712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26037067/posts/default/845328903698297712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/2009/09/amaths.html' title='amaths?'/><author><name>Joan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547854626223180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04835328609165867279'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEj6raYdbac/Sry-kRj6c_I/AAAAAAAAA6M/eFR1qbkpsk0/s72-c/IMG_0474.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26037067.post-580267331898321228</id><published>2009-09-24T19:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T19:48:00.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>joy</title><content type='html'>FINALLY SOMETHING TO CELEBRATE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rejoice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my i still cant believe it.&lt;br /&gt;all 3 subjects we got back were all better than i expected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for physics, i think this is the highest i have scored for a science paper?&lt;br /&gt;i was so surprised i got all the calculation questions correct!&lt;br /&gt;a pity that i did either instead of or, if not maybe 1 or 2 marks higher.&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;i must have wrote too many food and cool for a question that i wrote fool by accident.&lt;br /&gt;"keep the fool cool longer" -_-"&lt;br /&gt;mrs cheng wrote a haha there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emaths was not that terrible. i didnt read a few questions properly, end up minus a few marks here and there.&lt;br /&gt;enough said before more people come and kill me.&lt;br /&gt;YES YES YES! I HIT THE A* TARGET!&lt;br /&gt;just wonder if amaths will score lower than emaths this time. hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;=x although emaths paper 2 turned out better than expected, with 3 marks given free for the typo error in the question paper, i really hope amaths paper 2 will be better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG i can finally declare A1 for bio!&lt;br /&gt;after a long long long long long time~~~&lt;br /&gt;there is hope. the fact was i was not really serious while studying bio which included the fact that i did not study finish.&lt;br /&gt;IT WILL BE BETTER WHEN I DO STUDY FINISH!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;even though the paper does not say that for now, i can get one more mark so it is just nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now what?&lt;br /&gt;chemistry is the worst of the three sciences. strange. i definitely got some serious business to do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in conclusion, L1R5 12. it finally improved =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26037067-580267331898321228?l=contradictinglies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/feeds/580267331898321228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26037067&amp;postID=580267331898321228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26037067/posts/default/580267331898321228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26037067/posts/default/580267331898321228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/2009/09/joy.html' title='joy'/><author><name>Joan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547854626223180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04835328609165867279'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26037067.post-2685668130053257809</id><published>2009-09-23T18:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T19:39:45.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>epic</title><content type='html'>EPIC FAIL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was sooooo ridiculous!&lt;br /&gt;laughed like mad and felt very fustrated at times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bite gums bangs head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth wth wth wth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i passed every section of the hcl paper other than the li jie wen da.&lt;br /&gt;and i failed overall...&lt;br /&gt;i failed because of the 排 i didnt write. lost 1.5 marks for that.&lt;br /&gt;T_T&lt;br /&gt;wasted wasted.&lt;br /&gt;that cursed 49.75 thing. WHY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then for chemistry, it was another ridiculous sight.&lt;br /&gt;why was the A1 gone?&lt;br /&gt;i had to blindly write carbonflourochlorine when i could have just written CFCs.&lt;br /&gt;and a couple of other crazy things...&lt;br /&gt;about 10 marks plus of those careless/last-minute-dunno-why-go-change kind of nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;scary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what to say. indeed, that chemistry paper was relatively easy.&lt;br /&gt;at least i know i know my work already. i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just hope physics will be better.&lt;br /&gt;according to what i felt, it should be.&lt;br /&gt;presume another A?&lt;br /&gt;emaths too ba. just no A*?&lt;br /&gt;zzz&lt;br /&gt;we will see tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hope we can end school at 9.45 on friday. =x really.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go marina square =)&lt;div 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title='epic'/><author><name>Joan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547854626223180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04835328609165867279'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26037067.post-7512366603531252626</id><published>2009-09-22T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T22:16:22.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more</title><content type='html'>i'm posting again. just stayed a little too long on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;efficiency is low at the moment and i am really dozing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, i suddenly feel better that i am able to understand what the teacher was talking about during today's ss debrief.&lt;br /&gt;afterall, i can safely said that i have part of the ss knowledge in my mind now. revolving with ehist trying to flood through.&lt;br /&gt;then comes the bio facts which was making me a bit light-headed. i mean the giddy already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i am still not done. i am supposed to complete all my study notes this week.&lt;br /&gt;but then, i still got my ehist corrections to do.&lt;br /&gt;those corrections were basically those purpose/tone ones that i cant quite see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i apologise for my violence today. yes, i can be that scary. i've been worse and it wont be nice.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, my tolerance level is quite strange.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes can, but i dont know when i can just flare up.&lt;br /&gt;i remember i punched people in the stomach before for irritating me.&lt;br /&gt;so dont test my anger management.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04835328609165867279'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26037067.post-5618358700402597984</id><published>2009-09-22T14:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T14:31:45.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mixed</title><content type='html'>really mixed feelings about the paper.&lt;br /&gt;firstly, felt so pissed that my summary failed ALL BECAUSE I LACKED 10 LINES OF THE PASSAGE I WAS SUPPOSED TO SUMMARISE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw me. i am just so blind. in fact, that contained 7 points a contrast to the 12 from the 41 lines that i summarised only. *bangs head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the brighter side, i did better for the C&amp;amp;V part.&lt;br /&gt;although so, i still wasted one mark when i wrote 4 words instead of 1. the question was:&lt;br /&gt;what does fashion rely on? answer in one word.&lt;br /&gt;i wrote "it relies on change"&lt;br /&gt;THE ANSWER WAS "CHANGE"&lt;br /&gt;how sickening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;compo was ok. although that was still not good enough, it was done without the memorising of phrases from ms kwek's list. =D&lt;br /&gt;situational was alarming. 5 question requirements? i saw 5 numbers. 2 with double ticks, 2 with one tick and one cross. and i thought there was only 3...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ss was worse than i expected. did the easiest yet most unpopular question and could have done better.&lt;br /&gt;ehist was just the same as usual.&lt;br /&gt;overall, my seq skills and sbq skills are on par. i just hope they can both be very good =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow got the sad sad sad hcl paper debrief and we will be getting back chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;i kind of did that paper with half a mind, writing weird things and illogical things. i still believe physics will do better than chemistry. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my head hurts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26037067-5618358700402597984?l=contradictinglies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/feeds/5618358700402597984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26037067&amp;postID=5618358700402597984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26037067/posts/default/5618358700402597984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26037067/posts/default/5618358700402597984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/2009/09/mixed.html' title='mixed'/><author><name>Joan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547854626223180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04835328609165867279'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26037067.post-4589079488051564513</id><published>2009-09-21T09:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T10:51:23.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>f1 in sg</title><content type='html'>the other day while on the bus along mountbattan road, i spoted a odd looking heavy vehicle on the road. there was 3 of them and on them was come metal boxes.&lt;br /&gt;on a closer look, i can see the words BRAWN GP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suppose those were the team's equipments that are going to be moved to the team garage.&lt;br /&gt;sadly, it was not the car.&lt;br /&gt;because if piquet's accident, many articles have came up in the newspaper this year. compared to last year, it was more more and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least this time i can watch the race off the tv and not have to feel fustrated when the online stream gets banned. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, these few days i have been recieving a couple of smses from some random person. i dont know who that person is but i only know he got my number from isaac.&lt;br /&gt;-_-"&lt;br /&gt;that person things i am isaac's girlfriend!&lt;br /&gt;and why?&lt;br /&gt;i am his only female friend???&lt;br /&gt;wow i suddenly feel so honoured...&lt;br /&gt;this thick skin person was sending things like "isaac said he misses u"&lt;br /&gt;and then he asks "do you miss isaac?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;extremely bored person heh. i just want to suan him if i can. but i dont know anything about this weirdo...&lt;br /&gt;lol it is just so odd.&lt;div 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sg'/><author><name>Joan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547854626223180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04835328609165867279'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26037067.post-530817976457326317</id><published>2009-09-19T12:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T12:07:37.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not enough times</title><content type='html'>there is this serious lack of time and i dont know why i am still here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did some serious planning for my revision guide and i realised how little time i have if i want to complete all the chapters for the o lvl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tough luck because i have to try to wake up at 7am every morning that i dont have school.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to become a serious book worm and lose my other life just studying only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to mugging now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26037067-530817976457326317?l=contradictinglies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/feeds/530817976457326317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26037067&amp;postID=530817976457326317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26037067/posts/default/530817976457326317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26037067/posts/default/530817976457326317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/2009/09/not-enough-times.html' title='not enough times'/><author><name>Joan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547854626223180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04835328609165867279'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26037067.post-7397609594723427187</id><published>2009-09-17T16:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T17:09:06.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>physics</title><content type='html'>physics physics physics physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If two bulbs share the same potential, the bulb which draws the greater amount of current will glow more brightly."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if V=IR, and the V is constant, then the one with the lower resistance draws the greater amount of current.&lt;br /&gt;eh?&lt;br /&gt;so what on earth is going on?&lt;br /&gt;until now, i just realised that the one with the higher resistance will be brighter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, this becomes a highly debatable question if you go search it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but whatever is the case, this paper is more or less ok. partly screwed because i have no idea what happened...&lt;br /&gt;how did i get the answers for the first 2 questions opposite from so many people. i must be losing half my mind.&lt;br /&gt;i'm confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was screwing up some things here and there too. @_@&lt;br /&gt;heng this is only mcq. doesnt hurt much =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26037067-7397609594723427187?l=contradictinglies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/feeds/7397609594723427187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26037067&amp;postID=7397609594723427187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26037067/posts/default/7397609594723427187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26037067/posts/default/7397609594723427187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/2009/09/physics.html' title='physics'/><author><name>Joan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547854626223180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04835328609165867279'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26037067.post-9163332725794397191</id><published>2009-09-16T12:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T13:30:41.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired</title><content type='html'>today was strange.&lt;br /&gt;or at least, i dont know what i was even doing this morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAS I IN THE WRONG FRAME OF MIND TO SHAKE MR R CHIA'S HAND?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;i must have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgomgomg. my brain was barely even working for the first 1 hour of the paper. took a long time just to pass the first page...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, for the first time since the start of the exams i could not stay awake in the morning. i was wake up, snooze, snooze, snooze... AH 6.30!!! scurry and got ready for school.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it is just this LONG LONG examination period that is killing my mood. i feel so tired these days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of the sudden, my emaths and amaths grades are being shaked vigorously. both paper 2 were not ideal at all.&lt;br /&gt;and for emaths, despite getting 73/80 for paper 1 i am still not satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;it just made my "target" out of reach after seeing the paper 2.&lt;br /&gt;i'm quite clueless.&lt;br /&gt;i need at least 91/100 to reach that A* thing. please i dont want to get suan-ed&lt;br /&gt;but its suppose to be that if i cant get it, no one can. eh? they always say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amaths paper 1? i heard i did really well. but it was not the best. congrats to the one for beating me to it by half a mark? i really dont know because no exact value was told. heh. nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;but i need roughly 89/100 for paper 2 to reach that A* or something like do better than emaths like i used to do. after all, its 44% and 56% not 50/50&lt;br /&gt;after today, i would say hard.&lt;br /&gt;first time i didnt have enough time to complete checking the paper. not even sure if i completed the whole paper. i mean i might have left some blanks.&lt;br /&gt;this paper felt really long winded...&lt;br /&gt;strange answers that made no sense at some parts. i just feel happy that i was able to solve the geometrical proofs one without much problems.&lt;br /&gt;ridiculously attempting to find a remainder from something freaking long. x^6 to 7 @_@ long division should have been the case but it seems confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling too tired to revise my physics for now. should be sleeping in till 8+ tomorrow morning. but I NEED SOME ENTERTAINMENT NOW!&lt;br /&gt;i really mean now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26037067-9163332725794397191?l=contradictinglies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/feeds/9163332725794397191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26037067&amp;postID=9163332725794397191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26037067/posts/default/9163332725794397191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26037067/posts/default/9163332725794397191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/2009/09/tired.html' title='tired'/><author><name>Joan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547854626223180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04835328609165867279'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26037067.post-3176227885444653906</id><published>2009-09-15T16:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T17:16:10.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bio!</title><content type='html'>OH YES!&lt;br /&gt;bio seems good eh? i hope...&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can get the distinction.&lt;br /&gt;all of the sudden i forgot the name of that boy from cr that fainted while walking to the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;he looked really pale when he got up and was walking quite slowly. this is actually odd as people usually walk really fast. indeed, in a while he was on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;in another few minutes i saw him running back to his seat... ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chemistry. scams. i dont know how i fell for the tricks again. carefully scrutinising every part of the question and it still happens.&lt;br /&gt;at least 5 marks are gone already.&lt;br /&gt;we will see if i can still get A1 for chem afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryan chia has been going tsk tsk tsk at my classmates. i have not seen him do that at me. is that a good sign???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amaths paper 2 tomorrow and i must do well.&lt;br /&gt;not just a must. i will.&lt;br /&gt;and physics paper 1&lt;br /&gt;and bio paper 1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know but after today's bio paper, i feel better and got a bit more mood to study.&lt;br /&gt;that maths paper 2 was such a spoiler. screw that. boo hoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26037067-3176227885444653906?l=contradictinglies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/feeds/3176227885444653906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26037067&amp;postID=3176227885444653906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26037067/posts/default/3176227885444653906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26037067/posts/default/3176227885444653906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictinglies.blogspot.com/2009/09/bio.html' title='bio!'/><author><name>Joan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547854626223180539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04835328609165867279'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>