<?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-7962329</id><updated>2011-07-15T08:34:35.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daphne and Xinwei and Sarah</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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>193</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-113539391796255046</id><published>2005-12-24T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T11:18:56.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thot u might wanna look at this.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the stack of paper to recycle =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2931/517/320/P1040693.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n this is the textbooks to give away ^^ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2931/517/320/P1040696.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im so proud of myself successfully packing my room =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-113539391796255046?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/113539391796255046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/113539391796255046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/12/thot-u-might-wanna-look-at-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-113534237958380162</id><published>2005-12-23T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T20:52:59.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im blogging. only i blog. better blog.&lt;br /&gt;its like one month since anyone blogged. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my holiday was SUPERB! excellent!&lt;br /&gt;3wks of fun, excitment, cold weather, shopping, eating, being amazed.&lt;br /&gt;i love the adrenaline rushes from all those rides.&lt;br /&gt;being stunned by the wonderful scenery....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt have asked for more.&lt;br /&gt;but the saddest thing is that i am banned from shopping for one year!!&lt;br /&gt;ahh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have decided to send out 'christmas cards'&lt;br /&gt;i started today, so everyone will get very late cards. hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas eve is tmr.&lt;br /&gt;i dont really feel the christmas spirit this year.&lt;br /&gt;mayb its coz unlike previous years, i dont go around doing my christmas shopping. n i dont go out with my mum cracking our heads over what to get for who.&lt;br /&gt;n i realise that as the years pass, the bag of presents to bring to sar ee's house gets smaller n smaller.&lt;br /&gt;i rmb how we used to have like so many big bags n how i struggle to carry them, and that huge pile of presents under the christmas tree, and how we always whine to open them.&lt;br /&gt;i miss those times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what.&lt;br /&gt;i have packed my room!&lt;br /&gt;2 afternoons of about 2hrs each..&lt;br /&gt;n i have packed my room.&lt;br /&gt;im amazed by myself that i actually packed my room n im so fast. haha.&lt;br /&gt;u should come look at my room now.&lt;br /&gt;there are 2 piles of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;one stack is all the paper to be recycled n the other is all the textbooks to be given away.&lt;br /&gt;each is like as high as my waist.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spend my days watching da chang jin. haha. i watch it from the time i wake up till i sleep. ok. almost. 90% of my time awake is spent watching that, and 97% in front of the tv. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. my bro was talking abt bread pudding during the hols n that its super easy to make n he's gonna make it.&lt;br /&gt;thot he was just joking,&lt;br /&gt;but he really made it!&lt;br /&gt;n its surprisingly good.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;n he's got this temp job. hehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. n im so happy the linz family won amazing race. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i think i have nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;i better go continue with christmas cards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-113534237958380162?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/113534237958380162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/113534237958380162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-113417921493398180</id><published>2005-12-10T09:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T09:46:54.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as usual, im the only one who blogs..&lt;br /&gt;just reached san francisco.&lt;br /&gt;its passing so quickly.. the holiday is going to be over soon! ahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im like finally in touch with the net. whee. we have to pay at all the other hotels n its like so expensive! so even though my bro brought the laptop, its only use was to store photos n watch vcds. [cant believe we really brought changjin along on this trip]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been sick for the pass few days. what a time to be sick. its not like the flu or what.. i dunno what i ate, but i kept throwing up. ya. luckily i was like almost ok yesterday so i could enjoy the whole day at yosemite.&lt;br /&gt;today felt a bit worse. but much better.&lt;br /&gt;n i got sick the day before we were gonna take a flight. so the whole time on the plane was like ... n the travellators at the airport werent working coz there was some upgrading works going on.&lt;br /&gt;n the hilly drive up to yosemite made it worse.&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. whatever went in came out.&lt;br /&gt;n even when there isnt anything inside to come out, i felt like there was a whole lot bunch of stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, stop the sicky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the states have been superly great!&lt;br /&gt;shopping is whoohoo!!&lt;br /&gt;though its a little ex coz i get excited thinking the price is great, but when i times 1.7.... oops..&lt;br /&gt;i absolutely love the cold weather! =) whee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bored,&lt;br /&gt;n i dont wanna blog abt my trip. ill do that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i miss all of u. hee. hope u all miss me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i have grown fatter. oh no! ahhh!&lt;br /&gt;mayb the sick did me some good. didnt eat for more than 24 hrs when i first got sick&lt;br /&gt;hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched all the amazing races. hee. i watched it earlier than all of u =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i miss all the survivors.. poo.. one night we were back to late. didnt realise that they showed it at 8 when amazing race is on at 9.&lt;br /&gt;n missed the other one coz yosemite doesnt have cbs -.-&lt;br /&gt;i was so sad.&lt;br /&gt;but i just read it on the net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;ill be watching the last episodes of amazing race n survivor here. live!&lt;br /&gt;n i can watch the early show when they give out the checques =)&lt;br /&gt;n i watch the reviews on that episode the morn the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so cold i have prob typing...&lt;br /&gt;numb fingers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so random. n i dunno what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one is online.&lt;br /&gt;is 5.34pm now. i probably started at 5. hee. coz i type a bit n see other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;just plus 4hrs n change the am/pm thingy, n thats the time back at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry if anyone tried to contact me.&lt;br /&gt;my phone batt is dead n i cant be bothered to charge it. mayb ill charge it tonight. so if u msged or called me like more than 5 days [does a full batt last 5 days? oh whatever] after i left, im uncontactable. hee.&lt;br /&gt;im bored. let me find something to entertain myself. or u all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. my bro rocks. ok. he sort of cranky, going crazy n mad n all.&lt;br /&gt;but he won 80 on poker, den 60 on blackjack n our hotel [while dad n i went to get stuff] which didnt have poker. only a few did.&lt;br /&gt;n then 100 on poker again! he rocks. haha.&lt;br /&gt;but he refuses to give me some money.&lt;br /&gt;n he is very clever to buy stuff for patricia.&lt;br /&gt;i had to try on a pair of jeans for him for her -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this nice new ck perfume..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, im totally bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;shall go disturb brother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-113417921493398180?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/113417921493398180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/113417921493398180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/12/as-usual-im-only-one-who-blogs.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-113293570027758571</id><published>2005-11-26T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T00:21:40.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well folks, im off to the states tmr! yeah! miss me while im gone k?&lt;br /&gt;ill buy stuff for u all. fear not!  i think....&lt;br /&gt;well.. im gone tmr.. back on 17dec at 1am. hee. thats 3 wks. the 1st thing ill probably do after stepping into the hse is look at the posting results. hee.&lt;br /&gt;ya.. my flight tmr is at 515pm. leaving the hse at 315. call me! hee.&lt;br /&gt;or i might call u at the airport =)&lt;br /&gt;hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im dumb.. blogging abt whatever that has happened. toot me.&lt;br /&gt;well.. poor me with gastric. must be he weird eating timing today...&lt;br /&gt;had chalet from mon to wed, den cabbed to sch for pae briefing..&lt;br /&gt;and guess what oh-so-interesting thing happened.&lt;br /&gt;i left my phone in the cab -.-&lt;br /&gt;again!&lt;br /&gt;luckily managed to get the cab driver.&lt;br /&gt;i survived without a phone for 48hrs. im so proud of myself. hee.&lt;br /&gt;got the phone back today.&lt;br /&gt;just did the pae thingy online.. so toot. i was like anyhow putting in stuff after the 1st 3 choices. haha. i was like laughing as i did it. hee.&lt;br /&gt;n my bag is half packed, n there's like no more space!! ahh!! n im leaving tmr! oh no!. there's still still like so much more stuff to go in.&lt;br /&gt;all the thick clothing and all. n the huge coat hasnt gone in yet!&lt;br /&gt;dont understand. this bag is abt the same size/mayb slightly smaller than the one i brought to shanghai.. n there was so much space the last time.&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;oh no.. better go pack.&lt;br /&gt;we're leaving tmr, n everything is like so undone!&lt;br /&gt;im like printing all the maps with directions n stuff. google's great.&lt;br /&gt;dad's not back. bro's not back.&lt;br /&gt;got so pissy n all with mummy today. coz she's unhappy with the place sitting n its such a long flight..&lt;br /&gt;n she had so much stuff so do, she got irritated at everything and nothing.&lt;br /&gt;hehee.&lt;br /&gt;shes settled n ok now.&lt;br /&gt;i should go pack again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-113293570027758571?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/113293570027758571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/113293570027758571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/11/well-folks-im-off-to-states-tmr-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-113284648618494378</id><published>2005-11-24T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T23:34:46.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ooo! i havent blogged in a million years! n ive been so free.. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;lets recap the whole of last wk. this is fun. im so bored n i have nth to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday--&lt;br /&gt;last day of os! cant say how happy/relieved i felt. no more studyin, no mroe bks, no more seriousness whatsoever! though, i didnt feel as happy as i thot i would feel like or wanted to feel like. mayb coz i nv really felt like os were here, so now that its gone, i wouldnt really feel much. right? haha. [i feel like im not in the right state of mind]&lt;br /&gt;den went for dinner with sarah, xw, audrey, xuee, ruiyi, wenqi. as usual, we took like a millions yrs to decide where to go, n i think we were like the last to leave the sch. haha. n the security guard had alrdy locked the gate. luckily he saw us n opened it. =)&lt;br /&gt;went to fish n co at wheelok, n i was like SUper crowded. so we decided we were better of goin to glasshouse. ya. so we went there. waited for a while, n ate at like 830! gosh.&lt;br /&gt;xw's joke is... i have nth to say. couldnt really bother to listen to it. the words just didnt want to go into my head.&lt;br /&gt;daddy picked me up n dropped xw n sarah off. he kept calling me to ask when im done. hee.. poor he, stone in the office. n when i apoligised for him having to stone, he went like I Dont Stone loh, only u do that. hmph! he stones loh. he just spaces out while doing stuff. i saw it a million times while he was working from home.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i have to thank my daddy n million million times. although he was so busy, n had so much office work to do, he still worked from home on those days when i have morn n afternoon papers, just so that he can quickly fetch me home so i can rest n bathe properly n all that. i love my daddy.&lt;br /&gt;[n i love my mummy, though i had this very bad quarrel with her just now. she was too much la. but i also went too far. but i apologised =) ]&lt;br /&gt;n i slept super late, although i was super tired.&lt;br /&gt;im so ironic. when i need to stay up to do stuff, i cant. but when i have nth to do, n im tired n sleepy, i dont go to sleep. haha.&lt;br /&gt;im being so random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;eunice's bday!! happy birthday dearie!&lt;/span&gt; yes.. this is lagging.&lt;br /&gt;hope u liked what we did for u.&lt;br /&gt;if u are happy, im happy too.&lt;br /&gt;i love making ppl happy, coz when i see others happy, im happy too =)&lt;br /&gt;haha, i think i make myself laugh.&lt;br /&gt;met earlier at holland v to get eunice's cake&lt;br /&gt;[u all still owe me the cake money]&lt;br /&gt;den ate at my fav crystal jade. changed eunice's opinion of c.j. =) yeah&lt;br /&gt;den the person brought eunice's cake n we sang happy bday. haha. it was so funny. n the ppl frm other tables cheered for us. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;den nana n junnie n audrey left.&lt;br /&gt;took bus home n we majonged. hee.&lt;br /&gt;fun.&lt;br /&gt;later they left.&lt;br /&gt;n went nearby for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;pics from sat:&lt;br /&gt;[which ill upload later]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday--&lt;br /&gt;pretty much stoned. sort of. i was SO tired the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;went to crystal jade for tim sum.&lt;br /&gt;yummy&lt;br /&gt;saw this grp of ppl walking out n i thot i saw natania there. hee.&lt;br /&gt;went to find mummy's sneaker at like so many places.&lt;br /&gt;i nearly died.&lt;br /&gt;must be my influence. she's getting as indecisive as me!&lt;br /&gt;after the ENTIRE afternoon, still didnt get anything. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;n i was like almost sleeping at the last place, just siting down n stoning. n i had to like ask her to repeat everything she said. hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;yes. after the whole day, didnt get anything. sounds so much like me!&lt;br /&gt;went ang orh for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;my fav egg n steamed fish.&lt;br /&gt;n oh ya. i had what i think was gastric but didnt really think so acting up during dinner. n it was like super bad. the doc ong just anyhow give some gas medicine when we went for the flu jab. i bet he nv see properly. ya. n sort of thot it isnt gastric. although its at the like gastric place, its pain only like 1 to 2 hrs after food, sometimes during. ya. so how can be gastric.&lt;br /&gt;mummy said that we better go see the doc, since going on hol n all that, so went after sending patricia home.&lt;br /&gt;ya.&lt;br /&gt;n guess what.&lt;br /&gt;i must be so lucky[or rather SUPER SWAY]&lt;br /&gt;i have gastric. yes. congrats to me. join the gastric gang.&lt;br /&gt;but the doc was very nice. luckily the nice doc at silver cross was on duty. i like him. he was so nice, explaining everything with so much detail n all. yes. i cant believe it.&lt;br /&gt;he asked all the questions n all. hes good.&lt;br /&gt;n i have to abstain from chilli for 2 wks! n only have in moderation after that.&lt;br /&gt;apparently its the chilli. but ive been eating chilli for like amillion yrs. properly its like after the food poisoning incident den.. ya.. n coffee n tea can add on.. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;n if i have lunch at 12 n dinner at 7, its not good. hmm.. didnt know that. but he say now that i have gastric, i shouldnt do that at all.&lt;br /&gt;i dun think i have irregular meals..&lt;br /&gt;n now, i think its properly after the buildup of a yr of sort of irregular meals. the weird timetable n all.. with recesses at funny times. n obviously u cant eat at both coz their like 2 hrs apart. so i dun eat for quite a while. n with training in the beginning of the yr. n also goin home n not eating till dinner coz i ate lunch in sch. n ah ya. so many things. they probably added up to now.&lt;br /&gt;have to take medicine for 2 wks. n if i doesnt get ok, i have to go or a scope. poop.&lt;br /&gt;n its hurting real badly.&lt;br /&gt;so i went home super sad n down that i have gastric.&lt;br /&gt;n my bro had to tease me.&lt;br /&gt;he was eating mac sundae, n he got a scoop of ice cream n wanted to feed me. n as i was abt to eat, he went : oh ya. u have gastric. cannot. n ate it. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall continue tmr.. such a longg post. bet u got bored.&lt;br /&gt;who would read until here anyway.&lt;br /&gt;mayb i should put my gastric incident in another post, so ppl will read it =)&lt;br /&gt;poor me..&lt;br /&gt;its pain now...&lt;br /&gt;shall go make some noise.&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-113284648618494378?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/113284648618494378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/113284648618494378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/11/ooo-i-havent-blogged-in-million-years.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-113178965478173977</id><published>2005-11-12T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T18:00:55.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sarah says that no one has blogged n she has nth to read n she is super bored. so i shall blog.&lt;br /&gt;actually im exetremely bored too.&lt;br /&gt;was studying chem. den i decided to finish my milky way bar.. ya.. den i continued.. n suddenly, i got super bored, super pissed, and super irritated. n i couldnt find anything to snack or eat. n finally i found a box of hemimelon, so i took the box n started eating in front of the tv. hehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah! daniel tan is coming back tonight! going airport =) n we will most likely go eat late dinner there, save the trouble or going out of the hse twice. so we will probably be early n i can study there. i lovve the airport. hahaa. must think of what to eat there.. shall go look at the airport webby.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. he is bring back my fave potato chips in the world. n starbursts *** but mummy only allowed him to buy 1 packet. poop. coz we'll b goin away n coming back with so many snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i need to not eat for one day, or go for some detox thingy. there's something terribly wrong with my digestive system or something. after early dinner, 2 hrs later, my stomach was like suddenly super pain. at the gastric there.. but how can it be gastric. toot.&lt;br /&gt;i need to clear the system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more wk to end of o lvl =) yeah! i cant wait!&lt;br /&gt;one wk gone. quite ok la the papers.&lt;br /&gt;i can positively conclude that maths makes me hungry. haha.&lt;br /&gt;geog.. toot! chose wrong question again! cant believe it. always choose a question wrongly! n how it happened, it was so toot! ahh. dun think abt it.. hope the other questions will save me, plus the paper 1.&lt;br /&gt;anyway. one more wk!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;n i saved junnie. hehee. silly her. luckily when i took the stack of unused paper i saw like why this paper like is placed backwards n got writing behind. this junnie ah.. luckily i saw, den she went to add it into her ans script.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the ppl who make the timetable dun like geog.. both papers on the morn of science days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what to say.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so random.&lt;br /&gt;BoreD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was watching totally spies just now. i like it. hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! airport has fish n co. =) n pasta fresca&lt;br /&gt;my parents dun like swensens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh..&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what to say..&lt;br /&gt;i feel sort of hungry.&lt;br /&gt;shall go eat the pau my parents bought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-113178965478173977?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/113178965478173977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/113178965478173977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/11/sarah-says-that-no-one-has-blogged-n.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-113110493822059151</id><published>2005-11-04T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T19:48:58.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i havent blogged in quite long [i think]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, in the end, [continuing from my prev entry] guess what!? at dad called at first to say there werent anymore banana choc left, so i just told him to buy anything in pieces. n he came back.. with one whole banana chocolate cake!!! yeah!! i love my dad!! not just coz he bought me a cake. he went 3 times. the walk from his office there is quite long, although once was when he went for lunch. n he queued for like super super long! i lovee me daddy!&lt;br /&gt;i so love my dad! coz he does everything and anything for us!    =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my studying is quite ---------. i study at like snail pace. slower than snail. n i dont really get any studying done.&lt;br /&gt;yet i dont feel stressed/worried/nervous. i kept making myself think, eh u still have so much more to study, so much more to do. yet it has no effect at all. n i keep wondering why.. arghh.&lt;br /&gt;mayb i am prepared, but dont think so. how can it be loh.&lt;br /&gt;i have the slight feeling that i might be slightly a-bit-ly complacent.&lt;br /&gt;hello, not that u did fantastic anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i shall make myself study tonight =) hopefully...&lt;br /&gt;chinese i studied quick n good. i dont get it why now i cant. i absolutely cant break. break n i loose steam. like after prelims. n after prac. now after hcl. i shall get the fire started tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh. audrey was laughing at me today. hehee. she says i sound like i live in bangkok. coz my hse had no water [the pump was spoilt] n she was studying abt bangkok, the water part. hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;ya, there was no water, n my mum couldnt cook lunch, so ended up calling for mac. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye...&lt;br /&gt;o lvls resume next wk.&lt;br /&gt;one day, n break for a wk, and a mad rush for 2 wks. crazy.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, one wk down, 2 wks to go, 3 wks to holiday!1&lt;br /&gt;one paper down, a million more to go..&lt;br /&gt;so much more to study [get this into ur head so u will go study properly at fast pace. chinese u studied what.. why now cannot. i will!]&lt;br /&gt;so faster go study Properly.&lt;br /&gt;the steam will come tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-113110493822059151?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/113110493822059151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/113110493822059151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-havent-blogged-in-quite-long-i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-113074602949140038</id><published>2005-10-31T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T16:07:09.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i forgot to say something. i think something is spoilt inside..&lt;br /&gt;those things that make me feel stressed, nervous, worried [the glands that secret it-so bio..] are like spoilt n not working. hee&lt;br /&gt;i didnt even feel like os were coming, n yesterday i felt like fine.. just mayb b4 i slept i felt a bit funny, n i woke up too early. hee.&lt;br /&gt;probably after this entire yr of ups n downs and this crazy rollercoaster ride, they became spoilt/need a break and are now happily resting.&lt;br /&gt;hehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i think i have gastric. or is it not?&lt;br /&gt;since sat nite. n whole of sun.&lt;br /&gt;but its weird coz i have ok eating habits.&lt;br /&gt;n its like on sat after dinner, on the way home den it started to hurt.&lt;br /&gt;n sun after breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;so how can it be gastric? so weird..&lt;br /&gt;but its there where audrey n eunice say the gastric pains come from.&lt;br /&gt;i dun even know if they feel like how having gastric feels like.&lt;br /&gt;hee..&lt;br /&gt;n now its like hurting.. hmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-113074602949140038?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/113074602949140038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/113074602949140038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-forgot-to-say-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-113074557286514338</id><published>2005-10-31T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T15:59:32.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i didnt blog abt sat. sat was a happy day. well, sort of.. went to eat my vinegar noddles! =) yummy. havent eaten in such a long time. n we went there quite late coz we waited for dad to come back from golf, and the queue was so lonG! it wasnt so long since they moved to that new place. no one knew n the queue was ok. n the queue was crazily long, like even longer than last time in marina square! there must have been some advert or something.. anyway.. queued, n it's still as good. hee.. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den went to marina square. so crowded compared to that day when i went n felt like the mall was opened exclusively for me. hee.&lt;br /&gt;went to get my winter coat. was there for like super long. n after like so so long, finally decided to get the bulky one coz with that i only need a shirt inside, but if get the less bulky one, must wear like so many things inside. hehee.&lt;br /&gt;went to see video cam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den went to pop into secret recipe at suntec. ahhh. u wont believe im so sway! when we went there, the stock just arrived, but they wont let me buy! have to like take stock of something n will take like half to one hour.. n we had to go. poop.&lt;br /&gt;so popped in that the one near jelita on the way home.. they were like sold out too!&lt;br /&gt;n mum went to the jelita one yesterday, same thing..&lt;br /&gt;hope daddy managed to buy today..&lt;br /&gt;he said he went during lunch but they were sold out.&lt;br /&gt;but the person say new stock would be coming, so he's going later again.&lt;br /&gt;n mummy changed her mind say ask him to get one whole cake! yeah!&lt;br /&gt;actually is coz there's some gathering tmr.. so can share. she didnt allow him to buy one cake even if he wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, one whole cake is nice to look at. hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hcl paper.. ahh.. shant talk abt it..&lt;br /&gt;went for lunch with my dear sarah, xw, eunice n audrey.&lt;br /&gt;just same home.&lt;br /&gt;i shall go sleep later.&lt;br /&gt;hehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have so many plans for the hols.&lt;br /&gt;hee.&lt;br /&gt;hope i fulfil them.&lt;br /&gt;knowing me, i say but wont do.&lt;br /&gt;n by the time i come back, only like 2 wks n sch opens again. shoots. ill so dread that day coming.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i at least fulfil one which is to make a travellog/scrapbk abt the hol.&lt;br /&gt;heee.&lt;br /&gt;byebyee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-113074557286514338?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/113074557286514338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/113074557286514338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-didnt-blog-abt-sat.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-113051486952051069</id><published>2005-10-28T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T23:54:29.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>daphne tan! u ought to smack yourself left right center. what are u doing? u silly toot. didnt do much the whole day. slack n slack n dun feel like studying. n what r u doin now? stoning in front of the com. faster go study your chinese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must be the after effect of slacking SO MUCH on thurs den i wanna continue slacking. hee. cant stop for too long. so i better get going. hee.&lt;br /&gt;i was so bored n i refused to study last night that i went around finding my baby album. i positively n absolutely believe that i was so cutee!&lt;br /&gt;n today, i was also so bored n refused to study that i found this puzzle thingy, those kind where u move the squares around trying to arrange the pic, n i solved it! im so proud of myself. i usually give up halfway. must be ill rather rack my brains over the puzzle than chinese. hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;like the amt of time i study n play is equal, actually play is more i think..&lt;br /&gt;went to eat homemade noodles for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;yummy.&lt;br /&gt;daddy brought home maps n books, from uncle soo peng i think, on the states. den we were like pouring over those huge maps my dog kept staring at us coz we were like taking up his fave place n he cant go there. haha.&lt;br /&gt;better go.&lt;br /&gt;hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go study daphne tan hwee mei! u accomplish so little today! or did u accomplish anything at all?! faster go study. u know that u are not tired/sleepy. u just feel lazy and dun wanna do anything at all right? u slacker. tmr u are going out! so faster go study!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-113051486952051069?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/113051486952051069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/113051486952051069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/10/daphne-tan-u-ought-to-smack-yourself.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-113039934476483150</id><published>2005-10-27T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T15:49:04.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im bored and sleepy..&lt;br /&gt;i love my laptop more and more and more.&lt;br /&gt;now i can watch tv n play computer at the same time&lt;br /&gt;im watching rugrats now. hehee.&lt;br /&gt;though i dun have the slightest idea what is going on.. coz im like half falling asleep.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;where's junnie.&lt;br /&gt;im bored.&lt;br /&gt;come back and talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;had phys prac today n i nearly died trapped in the stupid lt.&lt;br /&gt;n it was so noisy, i had a super bad headache at one time.&lt;br /&gt;at least i managed to finish the 4A book. im so proud of myself. yeah. haha.&lt;br /&gt;den i went to talk to bern for like an hour. hehee. havent talk to her for such a long time for a very long time. haha. what am i sayin? haha.&lt;br /&gt;im sleepy, bored and tried.&lt;br /&gt;isnt sleepy and tired the same thing?&lt;br /&gt;prac was all right, though i made some stupid mistakes. nvm. dun think. haha. over alrdy anyway.&lt;br /&gt;where's the webcam or cam. i wanna take a pic of my sleeping dog and put it here. he looks so funny. n he's making me sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;its bro's exams tmr. i shall call him later to wish him luck.&lt;br /&gt;hope he does well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;GooD LucK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[but u wont see this, so this is silly]&lt;br /&gt;i wish os can just go by quickly, or just be skipped then its hols. i am so looking forward to the holidays for the well-deserved [i think] break.&lt;br /&gt;or rather a holiday that after 4 yrs will be homework-free!&lt;br /&gt;yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;i think im getting high...&lt;br /&gt;so i should stop.&lt;br /&gt;happy mugging for os n hcl on mon everyone. haha. we dun want chinese in jc. hahaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-113039934476483150?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/113039934476483150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/113039934476483150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-bored-and-sleepy.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-113024369318214417</id><published>2005-10-25T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T20:34:53.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>chem prac was ok...&lt;br /&gt;i just hope my titration results are in the range. they are usually like spot on or 0.1 away.. dunno what happened..&lt;br /&gt;i read through the paper first, n when i saw the designing experiment i was like -.-&lt;br /&gt;in the end i anyhow, n i couldnt balance my equation coz i thought carbonate ion is 1- charge when is 2-. silly me.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;in the end i did a [mayb quite smart thing] by saying that its unbalanced and putting x and y before the hcl n co2. hee.&lt;br /&gt;when to eat hor fun. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;n i love my mummy coz she bought secret recipe cake again!&lt;br /&gt;yeah =)&lt;br /&gt;my banana chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;but i opened the box.. n i think they shrinked the cake size.&lt;br /&gt;i was like eh mummy.. why the cake like smaller i thot it was much bigger. its always so huge.&lt;br /&gt;hmph!&lt;br /&gt;we are getting daddy to buy one day after work coz the offer is going to end soon.&lt;br /&gt;ahh. i keep losing to weiwei on solitaire im kek.&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;off to eat cake when daddy comes back from walking happy and then study.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.&lt;br /&gt;my dog was sitting beside my while i was playing solitaire, so i turned up the volume n he was amused by the sound. hehee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-113024369318214417?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/113024369318214417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/113024369318214417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/10/chem-prac-was-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-112973063363933698</id><published>2005-10-19T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T22:03:53.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bio prac was so hard.&lt;br /&gt;actually it was more weird n unusual n different, thats y it was hard.&lt;br /&gt;oh anywayz..&lt;br /&gt;cant do anything&lt;br /&gt;so smilee =)&lt;br /&gt;it didnt even feel like it was os on tues morn.. hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to kap in the morn for breakfast. i left the hse at 7 when we were supposed to meet at 7. hee.. i am i sleepy pig so i just decided to reach late to i can sleep more =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ate mac 3 days in a row! oh no. save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sch was boring. i nearly died on the way home coz it was So humid.&lt;br /&gt;n there is this PAE thingy abt applying to jc on the last day of our class chalet! oh no..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i still wanna eat roti prata! ive been wanting to eat it for a very long time. n mummy didnt let me buy home for lunch coz there was lunch at home. buy 1 also nevermind what. hee&lt;br /&gt;i eat to much these days.&lt;br /&gt;n there are so many other stuff i wanna eat! hee.. n ive been like wanting to eat them for a very long time n nv got around to eating/i just ate n wanna eat again. hee.&lt;br /&gt;serrangoon steamboat! yummy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the starhub guy is coming tmr to put the wireless modem. yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised that o levels has started n the 1st paper is like in one to one n a half wks time. oops. hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which means o levels will b over in 4 to 4 and a half wks time! yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which means class chalet is also in 4 to 4 and a half wks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which means that im holidaying to the states in 5 to 5 and a half wks time!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always look forward to good n happy n fun stuff and u enjoy everything better =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-112973063363933698?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112973063363933698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112973063363933698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/10/bio-prac-was-so-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-112938641102386315</id><published>2005-10-15T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T22:26:51.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im home alone. my parents are out at a friend's sons's wedding dinner at sentosa. weird. hee. taking a computer break now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just me and my bio textbook and my dog and my laptop and my air-con and !!!SECRET RECIPE BANANA CHOCOLATE!!! that im gonna eat later when i watch full house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that entry in the morning helped me to reflect on my secondary life [esp this yr]&lt;br /&gt;they are the really precious memories that will stay with me&lt;br /&gt;precious and priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a picture is worth a thousand words. here are some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2931/517/400/DSC093191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;hooiwen and junnie during maths. i should have sat here since the start of the yr! such good seats, slacking and jasmine tan wont know. she keeps walking around where i sit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2931/517/400/DSC093211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;audrey and eunice. hee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2931/517/400/DSC093281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;audrey and her cuteness&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2931/517/400/Cnv00042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yummy fererro rocher kelvin tan gave us&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2931/517/400/DSC09338.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hooiwen audrey n me. hahaa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2931/517/400/DSC09339.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so violent even the camera got shocked. hahaa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2931/517/400/DSC09343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;almost everyone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i shall continue another day.. too lazy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-112938641102386315?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112938641102386315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112938641102386315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-home-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-112935184326261451</id><published>2005-10-15T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T21:09:46.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was the last day of sch. didnt blog coz i didnt have much time. shall save u the details&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, its another phase of my life gone, and soon it will pass, but the wonderful and precious memories will stay with me n i will carry it with me through my entire life, savouring the moments over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i will miss all the times in school, but i will not be sad that i cant experience it anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i will tapping bernice outside her class every morning while i walk to class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;i will miss mornings in class with xinwei, sarah, eunice, audrey, june, annarine, seetoh, xuelingg, but i believe there will be many more mornings we spend together. [probably meeting up for breakfast in the morn, pigging out]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i will miss rumblings through my bag searching for my nametag, but i dont wanna do it anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i will miss walking down the stairs and walking to my line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i will miss singing the national anthem [though i dont sing] and saying the pledge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i will miss talking during announcements&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i will miss walking back up to class, dreading the horrid lessons to come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i will miss turning around to talk to first seetoh, then siewfun, then xuelingg + junnie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i will miss talking to audrey over yubai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i will miss streching out to talk to eunice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i will miss running over to where sarah and xinwei sits in between period, and running back when the teacher comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;i will miss the many toilet breaks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i will miss recesses and deciding over what to eat out of everything which i am so sick of and dun wanna eat [i didnt even get a good last recess!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i will miss the times with xinwei and sarah at the benches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i will miss choosing and fusing over which is the cleanest canteen table to sit at, and everyone trying to squeeze into one table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i will miss eating with everyone-sarah, xinwei, eunice, audrey, xueling, seetoh, wenqi, ruiyi and everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i will miss english n mrs westvik, and the stoner i can become and hoping that she wont call me to answer silly question and sitting in our 4-ppl group thingy with xinwei ruiyi and one of the meng meng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i will miss chinese [as much as i dislike it-coz i dont think i will have anymore chinese lessons coz i WILL MAKE SURE that i pass higher chinese] and zhuo, and listening to her say silly crappy stuff and laughing, and being amused at the way she tries to scold us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i will miss maths at 410 n sitting beside xinwei and asking her how to do the question coz im stuck, only to realise that i make a stupif careless mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i will miss mrs chan who was our maths teacher last year, and our form teacher. she is leaving.. thats sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i will miss physics and mr chan and getting amused by him [i hope he gets well soon!] and all the weird questions he throws at us and practicals when he walks round n im scared if he suddenly says that something is wrong and those funny discussions that i have no idead whats going on coz the prcs asked some funny thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i will miss chemistry and ms anna fu, and being angry that she makes us stay back coz we came late and being bored during lessons and practicals when i get so itchy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i will miss biology [i dont think ill take it in jc, as much as i love n find the subj interesting] and mrs sandy tan, and her lame jokes and her silly role plays and her thick stacks of notes where i can happily cancel out stuff and her saying u all have a lousy teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i will miss geography [not taking geog in jc, sad] and kelvin tan [ok.. he is ok. he is nice coz he gave us ferrero rocher], and making faces with siewfun over kelvin tan's stupidness and dreading the never ending worksheets that come and miss being a geog rep and miss the tiny class size we have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;i will miss literature lessons, and sitting with sarah and xinwei and being bored by mrs westvik and having to shift to sit in a circle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i will miss social studies lecture, and sitting at the back of the lt and chatting away and leening back to put my head on eunice's table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i will miss social sudies tutorial with han zai, and the silence during lessons and no one answering him and wishing that lesson would quickly end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;i will miss pe lessons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;i will miss cme lessons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i will miss tennis and all my tennis mates [bernice tamsyn jocelyn pheiqi jingwei] and complaining during training and the coaches and the breaks we try to lengthen and the many competitions during which we fought so hard together and cheering each other on and the gossiping on the bus to competitions and me n jocelyn trying to get daddy or her mum to fetch us from training and hitching a ride from bernice to the bus stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;i will miss my crossing-the-bridge ppl, though they all abandoned me one day coz they were all sick, xueling seetoh sarah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i will miss anticipating whoose bus comes first, n its like usually always mine =) coz i can take any bus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i will miss bus rides home with either xueling seetoh or sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i will miss going for lunch after sch, to coro or kap or pizza hut, and being too full to eat dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i will miss searching of someone's completed homework to copy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i will miss studying times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i will miss my seat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i will miss the classroom especially 408&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i will miss my friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i will miss the teachers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i will miss nanyang girls' high school, but i will not dwell on the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;instead i will carry the happy memories with me forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-112935184326261451?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112935184326261451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112935184326261451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/10/yesterday-was-last-day-of-sch.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-112934698277610276</id><published>2005-10-15T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T11:42:15.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got a new laptop =) coz my com died. yes it died.. the poor old computer.. to my dear old com.. you were a very nice com n served me very well. your cpu design is pretty. although while u aged, u slowed down alot, but u thot me an impt element i dont really have-patience. thanks very much. n what makes u even more special is that we didnt just buy u off the shelf, but we put you together. i will always remenber you. hee.&lt;br /&gt;if the old dont go, the new dont come. now i have a new laptop hee =)&lt;br /&gt;and it has a blue cover. -no comments- i silently did wish that they have a more neutral one.. but it only comes in one colour. n the guy calls it peacock blue. but is very nice n the specifications are all good. n the guy kept talking abt the graphic card n saying weird numbers -.- i think he thot i cared alot of the graphic card, but sadly i n my dad had no clue what funny thing he was saying. hehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2931/517/400/DSC093941.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2931/517/400/DSC093971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-112934698277610276?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112934698277610276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112934698277610276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-got-new-laptop-coz-my-com-died.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-112860191320557797</id><published>2005-10-06T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T20:31:53.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i havent blogged in a long time..&lt;br /&gt;the sch is bombarding us with so much work. all the other sch's prelim papers. they are making my file so fat! its like this huge stack, n they cost a bomb. i think the photocopying person is cheating/over charging us.&lt;br /&gt;hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i have been doing alot of stuff but actually no. just feel tired.&lt;br /&gt;esp today. weird. n i didnt sleep very late. just got home, was super tired. n after bathing i lied on the sofa n slept until dinner. n during dinner, i ate like SUPER slow coz i was so tired, n i couldnt move n i start stoning after every few second. hehe. im funny.&lt;br /&gt;sch is becoming such a stoning thing. its always been stoney but its even more so nowadays.. and when are they gonna announce if there will b moderation? i wait everyday, but nothing happens..&lt;br /&gt;my mummy just said to me today: hmm.. next wk's the last wk of sch.. i thot u said u wanna pon some days? looks like u're not. haha. n what study leave thing? n she starts laughing -.-&lt;br /&gt;my mum is werid..&lt;br /&gt;there's no day to pon! everyday has a science. although its getting boring n mayb useless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n sarah, xueling n seetoh didnt come to sch today! how can my cross the bridge ppl abandon me? the lonely me had to cross the bridge myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this entry is like becoming so random n scattered. probably coz im sleepy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised that eunice's blog entries are nice to read/somewhat inspiring. =) i sort of always thot they were anyway. hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. im goin to kap with xw tmr after sch. satisfy my mac craving i had been having for days. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i have learnt to accept whatever happens, take things in my stride, n make the most/best out of everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i am happy n thankful for where n what i am today, n i wouldnt give anything up for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-112860191320557797?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112860191320557797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112860191320557797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-havent-blogged-in-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-112798980764301498</id><published>2005-09-29T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T18:30:07.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tied down</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;not in the best mood now. and it din juz start right now, it started ever before lessons ended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;suddenly i feel so tied down, so suffocated i seem to lose faith in myself. it's as though i cant live as freely as i always wanted to. of cos tat doesnt mean i look forward to a life with all chaos and 'last minute'. i dun like those too, if u know me well enough, u will notice how much i hate being disorganised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;i dun deny i restrict myself many a times, sometimes due to my own principles, sometimes to save the 'face' of others. juz like playing solitaire, i hate to be tied down by other factors tat bring down my own ability. i could have said many things straight in their faces, i could have gone back to what i was in lower secondary, but i did not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;it's tempting. i know the other gifts i have to make my life very much easier at times. sometimes, i look at pple like miss L and i envy her. she may be aloof and anti-social, but with it comes the reward too. no burden, no worries, no fluctuations in emotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;but i dun want it too. i never believe in one-man island. it irritates me. it's good to be matured and sensitive, it's a heavy job when people ard u dun do it. i understand good humour, but i HATE it when people misuse this humour to vent their own frustrations on me, or abuse the situation to make themselves feel happier at the expense of others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;it's tiring to stay angry or unhappy with anyone for a long time. but it's a pity, i feel sorry for those people. i tend to form conclusions abt a person from his or her actions and behaviour. bcos of a big flair in them, other equally big good things abt them are all forgotten. sounds cruel but this is reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;i'm sorry that u have degraded urself from a fren to an ordinary person with lower than normal EQ and status, become someone i despise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;i can probably expect many pple asking me if tat person is them, or who exactly is tat person. but does it matter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;wat matters is tat we dun be like tat after this entry, isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;now tat makes me feel better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-112798980764301498?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112798980764301498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112798980764301498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/09/tied-down.html' title='tied down'/><author><name>Xinwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-112780492145376887</id><published>2005-09-27T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T15:08:41.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i am so disappointed and upset and angry at myself. ahhhhh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;so much so that i have to blog to let out my steam b4 i go n sleep. even though im like super tired that i even felt like sleeping where i was while walking home. even though it was so hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;daphne u idiot. u silly bum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ahhh. im so pissedd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;n plus today my nose was just killing me n i felt so tired, it made the alrdy bad day so much worse. ahhhh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i am positively sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i feel miserable and terrible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i didnt even want to talk to mummy when i came back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;[mayb later. but she said some stuff that i totally didnt want to hear. just now what i wish will come out of her mouth]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;tooottt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;now i feel slightly better. i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i can peacefully [hope so] go and nap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-112780492145376887?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112780492145376887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112780492145376887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-am-so-disappointed-and-upset-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-112773720548010138</id><published>2005-09-26T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T20:24:06.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;oh xw. u silly. making me confused again, as always..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but anyway i like this world for what it is, coz whatever it is, its special and the only one =)&lt;br /&gt;everything has a good and a bad side.&lt;br /&gt;so why not look on the bright side?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee.&lt;br /&gt;today was a good day.&lt;br /&gt;i passed chinese which i was so freaked out n afraid that i will fail.&lt;br /&gt;i surprisingly got a1 for my chem which i thot would like nv happen.&lt;br /&gt;my e maths was expected.&lt;br /&gt;so today was a good day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;[n when i called mummy to tell her my results, she started suaning me saying that im a worry-wart and all. ahhh. toot.]&lt;br /&gt;ONLY..&lt;br /&gt;i think my mummy passed her flu virus to me!&lt;br /&gt;she has been having flu Again for like the last half wk.&lt;br /&gt;n this morn my mouth was funny.&lt;br /&gt;n suddenly while checking chinese my nose went all choked and blocked.&lt;br /&gt;ya..&lt;br /&gt;now i totally feel like im falling sick..&lt;br /&gt;i can feel it.&lt;br /&gt;arghh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr is like die day.. geog. lit. bio.&lt;br /&gt;im scared for geog..&lt;br /&gt;my lit will just die i know it. my lit sucks. plus ss. that subj is like just some rotting thing sitting that that is of no use and only an eye-sore. hee.&lt;br /&gt;bio.. ....&lt;br /&gt;oh..&lt;br /&gt;whatever comes, comes. ill accept it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how is dear eunice.. poor girl..&lt;br /&gt;my tummy sends love to your tummy =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-112773720548010138?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112773720548010138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112773720548010138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/09/oh-xw.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-112773293384645567</id><published>2005-09-26T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T19:20:20.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>superficiality?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i juz read one of daphne's previous blog and had this urge to also blog my opinions on her topic. she mentioned abt how superficial man can be at times, when looks and certificates matter more than a person's real character and values. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i dun deny the fact tat this is happening in our society. it's true tat many people nowadays take these things into serious consideration when judging a person, many a times allowing these criteria to take over more important ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;but look on the bright side, if there are people who judge and conclude abt a person so firmly juz bcos he or she dun look so good, how important can these people mean to u? why bother to get angry or frustrated with wat these people do? instead, if these immature people dun exist, there wont be a balance in society. it's juz like sacking all the police in the world bcos there aint any more criminals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;furthermore, it's often our own mentality tat gives us the extra unneeded, unnecessary and useless stress. it can come as a motivation but when other people's desperate attempts tend to be noticed too easily and we take those actions too seriously, it could also b a hint to us. to show us tat we ourselves cld have been equally superficial and judge with grades or looks, tat we ourselves cld have also been too concerned over grades and looks, tat we cld have also been drugged with the thinking tat we have to prove ourselves with grades or looks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;sounds silly rite? but the weirdest thing always turn out to be the truest and most honset answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i tend to believe tat everyone in the world exist for a purpose. so why not make the world a better one in our own capacity as the younger generation? juz like wat many other students also think, our education system seems to put too much emphasis on studies. it's either u are smart and clever or stupid and average. it decides ur future to a large extent. but if we are juz gg to continue with our complaints and grumblings during our small talks, nothing much is gg to change. maybe it's juz me who is more proactive and confrontational. i rather aspire to be a teacher and slowly make a difference. it may be small but if everyone makes an effort, the generations after us will only stand to gain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i dun want to live in a fantasy world but i never think of reality as being superficial. it may be cruel at times, but any time better than living in some wonderland. living in harsh conditions helps to stimulate our social skills and thinking skills. i dun wanna degrade to a person whose brains aint of any value but take ignorance as happiness.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Dreams can come true, everyday. Now it’s your turn to dream. Just look deep in your heart, look to the sky, and make a wish. And maybe, if you believe, your wish can come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;wish really hard and miracles do happen. but in the meantime we had better rmb this period of emotions really deeply in our hearts so tat we dun impose unnecessary stress and pressure on our children in future.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-112773293384645567?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112773293384645567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112773293384645567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/09/superficiality.html' title='superficiality?'/><author><name>Xinwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-112763040249334799</id><published>2005-09-25T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T14:44:06.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blogger doesnt wanna let me upload the pics. hmph. the window to say its done uploading doesnt wanna come out. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh anyways...&lt;br /&gt;yesterday we went out. we like went to people's park for no reason or something. like the place was under renovation or something. we walked there to figure that its under renovation. den we walked around, couldnt find the building n left -.- den we went to orchad. i hope sony finds that the cam has a prob n fixes it. although they found it perfectly allright the last time. anyway, mummy says she will kick up a fuss for me. the pics turn out terrible. n while we were there, we say 2 other ppl with the same cam as me. the cam probably has some prob but they say they have received no complaints -.-&lt;br /&gt;den we were so hungry we went to eat. n i got even hungrier after that -.-&lt;br /&gt;went to metro n bought a present for my cous' new baby. i got high seeing all the cute baby toys. i want to be a kid. not only are there so many pretty cute clothes, the toys are like O.O n being a kid, i have nothing to worry about, life is so carefree. but i like being older too.. life is more meaningful as it is not so smoothsailing. each encounters leaves a deeper impression and has a greater impact and a clearer mark. becoz of the diff difficulties that u eventually have to overcome, these make life more meaningful n memorable =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;through my many many different experiences, i have learnt to take things in my stride. failures are inevitable. n if u dont meet with them, u wont learn, n u wont become stronger. i have definitely come to realise that by meetin with my failures headon, i can eventually become a much better n stronger person.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to my dear piano teacher for teaching me this. it was when i failed g8 and i was so sad that just one msg made me realise that it is only with failures n difficulties that i can learn from my true mistakes and emerge to become an even better person. its not the results or what i finally achieve or the end-product that is the most impt, but what i learn in the process and what i make out with these valuable lessons and experiences and what i gain through it. these are the most valuable in life. i think..&lt;br /&gt;i miss my piano teacher. the ride i get from sch back home [looking forward at the end of the day to the aircon car thats nv very cool coz its so hot]. the lessons where ill suddenly start laughing n she thinks im crazy. the sillyness during lessons. and basically everything..&lt;br /&gt;well, i typed this to get it into my head again. whatever i obtain for my prelims, i will accept. it is meant to be like that. this experience and reults are there to make me learnt yet another new n valuable lesson. this is planned for me n i have to accept it. i cant go back and change the way i have done things [the time i started studying/how i studies] its done. n whats done is done. accept it, i move on. to meet the next obstacle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;i take things in my stride; learn from them; move on; be better equiped for the following challenges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-112763040249334799?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112763040249334799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112763040249334799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/09/blogger-doesnt-wanna-let-me-upload.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-112748394168976470</id><published>2005-09-23T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T14:06:55.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>xw blogged abt half of what i wanted to say abt the results thingy. ya.. nvm. save my fingers =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;i went to kuihsin-bo&lt;br /&gt;[they dun wanna let me put in the pic now! hmph. i put it aligned to the left n&lt;br /&gt;now i wanna put it in the centre but they dun wanna let me! i shall put later. its late i&lt;br /&gt;wanna sleep.]&lt;br /&gt;at suntec =)&lt;br /&gt;it was so yummy. i finally went. bro has been asking me to go n mum said that it was good, she went with my aunts. she was supposed to go with me first! nvm.&lt;br /&gt;the food is good, the quality is good, its reasonable/cheap, and they dont mass production =)&lt;br /&gt;and abviously i cant eat the 1hrs promo thingy coz i eat SO SLOW. my mum was like u cannot make it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;they have this paper soup thingy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2931/517/1600/DSC021861.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[pic]&lt;br /&gt;i dont understand how the soup stays in there...&lt;br /&gt;i wonder..&lt;br /&gt;i didnt buy much.. just bought a pair of earrings and this slippers to wear at home. i saw this super nice necklace but it is like 22 bucks. n ill pay at the most 12 [most most 15] for at.&lt;br /&gt;den we went to marina square. there's more food than anything there hee.&lt;br /&gt;i felt so exclucive there.. like we were the only one. hee. like the mall was opened for me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[im typing in word doc coz blogger is taking so long to load the pics its making everything lag and killing me in the process]&lt;br /&gt;Today was checking of papers. Right. How should I say it? I shant talk abt this sucks n that sucked and all. I would say that im not unhappy and unsatisfied with my results. Im mayb just quite happy and quite satisfied (mayb relieved is a better word) not that I thought I did very well anyway. But I cant complain. I got this and this is this, I cant change this fact even if im the most mightiest person (ok, if I am I probably wouldnt need to think abt it) The overall mark is ok, but just that there are parts im not happy with. I would say that im rather (actually very) disappointed. What can I do about it? Sit here n go, oh u toot. Better to take action =)&lt;br /&gt;Im still disappointed anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont understand. Why does everyone care to much about results. Oh I must get how many As. Why didnt I get an A? I could have done so much better.&lt;br /&gt;[im not saying that I dont]&lt;br /&gt;but I always get this impression like results are the most important thing in the world [I dont deny the fact that yes, there are impt]&lt;br /&gt;but it seems that ones life depends on it [ok mayb ones future does]&lt;br /&gt;everyone judges u on your grades, how many As u have got, are the strong in this subj, did u get any special academic awards..&lt;br /&gt;isnt one’s character and personality a much better way to judge a person? I wouldnt want the smartest person in the world, whose character and personality sucks the the core working with or for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont get it. Judging of a person’s character and personality always comes last. First is always look. And probably all the papers about achieving the oh-so-fantastic results when applying for jobs. Why does the most accurate way come last? Imagine judging a person wrongly, gosh. U thot that that person was so good, so great, and when u come to realize his true character thats so terrible.. its like a smack right into your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is the world so superficial. You must look great, people judge you on your appearance, your dressing [well, presenting urself is very impt. It shows ur char], YOUR GRADES.&lt;br /&gt;Its like in the world now, the grades, your certs of not just passing but passing with excellent results are so impt. Its so superficial!&lt;br /&gt;Especially here in spore! Its like ur life is totally dependent on it. U don’t fare well, that’s the end of you. Gosh. U can be smart and yet don’t score well/not exam smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is reality. Mayb I don’t want to live in this fake world. I wish I can live in dreamland, where everything is perfect..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think, if only I had worked harder.. I wish I started revising earlier. If only I could go back in time. Then it would all be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;But imagine, if everyone could go back in time and make things turn out the way they want to, the world would be so perfect for each and everyone, it wont be real, it wont be life.&lt;br /&gt;So mayb I do want to live in reality, but not in a superficial n fake world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If life was so perfect, it wouldn’t be life. It would be SO boring I wouldn’t wanna live [ok mayb not] but its meeting every challenge, each new obstacle, encountering different precious experiences, being around with the ones you love that make life special =) imagine a smooth-sailing life, there would be nothing special to treasure. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I treasure those I love and all the times we have spent together. There’s only 3 more wks of official sch left. This makes we sad that another phrase in life is gonna end..&lt;br /&gt;But hey, if I dun move on, nothing new will come and I wont be able to add to the many special memories I will carry with me to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;But im still sad that the secondary sch life is gonna come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And im still disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should go shopping tmr =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-112748394168976470?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112748394168976470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112748394168976470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/09/xw-blogged-abt-half-of-what-i-wanted.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-112746660180746039</id><published>2005-09-23T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T17:10:01.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prelims</title><content type='html'>I bet everyone missed my blog entries. Heheh. Dun try to deny it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prelim exams finally came to an end. So in order to celebrate the brief period for us to rest, we all went to JUNNIE’s house to play! Everyone was so loserish lar (of cos it included me). Play one mahjong game also can expose the underlying loserism spirit in everyone. Hehe. And june tan the stupid fat pig was the worst lar!!! While playing or eating (I cant rmB), she actually exclaimed tat weiwei rhythms with feifei (fatty) and decided to call me fei wei!!!! Liew.. how can she do this to me lar?!!??!?! I merely suffer from CBS (chubby arms symptom) and currently seems to be traveling towards the fatty side but I ‘m NOT fat YET!!!!.. argh. I nearly wanted to whack her.. hehe.. but I decided not to in the end, it wld only dirty my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie, maybe I shldnt be so happy since we juz got back our ss, English and a maths papers today. It was totally a blow after another. Shan’t talk abt the results anymore. But frm today, I juz learnt something or rather understand myself even more now. I noe I always like to be in control yet at the same time, not bonded by too many restrictions. Call me weird or anything, but I realized that the more people around dun put extra stress and pressure on me to follow rules, the more I will do so. On the contrary, the more they want me to follow, the more I will rebel and say “NO!”. weird. I find myself weird too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be quite selfish, never failing to be confused over why my parents and teachers shld get upset over my results if I dun do well. Maybe it’s jus the way society works. Becos we all dun live on a one-man island, we all haf obligations and people to account to. It could be pressurizing but also motivating for us at times. I want to get into my ideal jc, my mother also hopes (very hard) for it to really come true. I may not show it to her, but I do care abt her views on me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no matter wat, I guess the bottomline is to be grateful to what life really throws to us. If I really cannot get into a good jc, it could be a signal for me to work harder. Wat really matters is what I really accomplish when I step out into the society, whether or not I make a difference for the people I care and my country and the world.&lt;br /&gt; Most importantly, it’s time to change the blogskin. Really time to change. Hehe.. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-112746660180746039?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112746660180746039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112746660180746039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/09/prelims.html' title='prelims'/><author><name>Xinwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-112687700631424119</id><published>2005-09-16T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T21:23:26.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im slacking. ive been slacking the whole day.. nvm. i allow myself, though i shouldnt slack away the whole day..&lt;br /&gt;it has been such a chiong wk. like mon study so much for chinese. den tues died studying geog. n wed mugged for chem. thurs was a break i was so happy =) n im happy today too =)&lt;br /&gt;shant talk abt this was so hard, ill die for that.. ill just start thinking abt it again n start worrying and all.&lt;br /&gt;well, although im like happy that there's only half a wk of prelims left, this 3 days are VERY important. coz all the papers that we are having, i will use them to count the L1R5.&lt;br /&gt;i should stop talking abt exams and results, n worry and stress myself and everyone reading this.&lt;br /&gt;computer time=relaxing time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my back is still hurting. since wed. just suddenly started to hurt n i didnt even rmb doing anything. must have strained it or something. once in a while the pain comes =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry to everyone, but i decided not to go for grad nite. coz if i leave after grad nite, ill b back at like end of the yr, like 30/31, n ill just probably die coz of jet lag and all when sch reopens. n bro is not keen on being away during christmas. so i decided to wei da si shen, n dun go for grad nite. anyway alrdy had a dinner during lifeskills camp. so like this, we will have more den just 3wks, n i have time to rest when we are back, and we will spend christmas back hom [though i wonder what its like overseas]&lt;br /&gt;anyway, make bro happy =)&lt;br /&gt;n now i cant get refund for grad nite!! arghhh..! i have to find someone to buy it from me. rarhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;survivor today! =) watch the afternoon one. supposed to start at 1, in the end it showed at 4 -.- its so excitingg! coz there's stephanie and bobby jon from last season =) the producers are nice [for whatever reason they brought them back] but they were so good but so sway, n im happy they get another shot. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i better go. =) bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-112687700631424119?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112687700631424119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112687700631424119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-slacking.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-112601715606071256</id><published>2005-09-06T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T22:32:36.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im taking a break now =) although its like this 'unofficial' break that i extended to my break. hee. i dun understand myself. oh wells. i allow myself to break coz i suddenly for some reason or another cant concentrate. and my stomach is hurting. these few days its being an idiot and hurting. no idea why. my stomach sucks ever since that food poisoning. so i extended my break till 1030. at night im usually more productive towards the later part.&lt;br /&gt;i just need to get my rhythm and i can start steaming forward.&lt;br /&gt;i just realised that for dunno what reason, these few days are studying isnt so productive. i dunno why i study very slowly. i dont have the time. i have SOOOO much to study and SOOO much to revise and SOOO much to practice. i have to time. why cant i dont need to sleep at all? ok i love to sleep, so why cant there be like 48hrs in a day?&lt;br /&gt;oh no. i feel dead coz there are just piles n piles of stuff to do. n when i finish something like a chap or something n wanna do another chap, i stare at them n feel totally lost n have no idea what to do next coz there are so much to be done and all are so important.&lt;br /&gt;oh no.. how meerrhh. i need to talk to someone.. this 'too much to do and too much for me to handle and i do not have enough time' is driving me crazy. yet although i try so hard to get myself to concentrate and focus, i cant seem to go at the pace and speed that i want to. why am i suddenly so slow when i need to be full steam ahead?&lt;br /&gt;how meerrrhh??&lt;br /&gt;then i wanna pick but i duno what to pick to study. i dunno what i should focus more on.&lt;br /&gt;i take SOO SUPER LONG to study a geog chap. when on earth am i ever this slow? [when it comes to studying]&lt;br /&gt;this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;i need to release my anger and i dun wanna talk mummy. dun feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;arghh.&lt;br /&gt;i think my break time i over. i should go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-112601715606071256?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112601715606071256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112601715606071256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-taking-break-now-although-its-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-112592520105063658</id><published>2005-09-05T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T18:16:39.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just played solitaire with eunice =) n now we are discussing tmr how meerrhh.&lt;br /&gt;n im totally confused n lost, as usual.. more than 2 ppl in a convo just doesnt work for me.&lt;br /&gt;now im playing solitaire with xw..&lt;br /&gt;oh no!!. how merrh. i just called swensens at bukit panjang n they dun have the 1 buck promo thingy!! how meerrh!!&lt;br /&gt;this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;today was quite productive.. but i always wish that i can do more productive, complete more stuff and study more..&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. the ball just started rolling. hope it gets bigger and i have more oil.&lt;br /&gt;tuition was like ok. den nearing the end it sucked coz i was so drained. n she ask me to write zuo wen!! oh no! den i gave her the look like what the hell. den she said if i have no time can write da gang. duh ill write da gang. i think she now thinks that either her subj is the only subj/the most impt subj/has no idea that i have so many other subjs that are so much more impt.&lt;br /&gt;ok. mayb she is not that bad. but i dun care. i like to think like that. argh. now i have to spend more time b4 tuition preparing for it.&lt;br /&gt;arghh.&lt;br /&gt;off to study. after dragging it for so long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-112592520105063658?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112592520105063658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112592520105063658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/09/just-played-solitaire-with-eunice-n.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-112584701894625399</id><published>2005-09-04T23:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T23:22:52.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the digital scv is cool =) daddy finally connected it properly. the scv almost came to do the connect for us. hee. saved on the money. and all the channels are free for a month i think. this sucks coz prelims are like here n i cant (shouldnt) watch much tv.&lt;br /&gt;well basically i wasted my entire wkend. coz i didnt do anything. thot that i will allow myself rest on fri n sat. n today i stoned the day away. hee. feel a little guilty for not doing anything. but i am determined to not waste the following wk coz if i waste it.. there's no other time to waste. hee. i dont make sense. but some rest for my brain doesnt do any harm and only helps. though i didnt like totally drain myself to nothing for like 2 papers?[excluding prac]&lt;br /&gt;but like in the middle of the day i was like: daphne tan! what on earth are u doing u lazy bum. the scv is not working and u have played everything on the com. get off lazying around and staring into space and go pick up the books that i know u and your dear brain hate so much and cant wait to burn. go study or do something more productive rather then stone your precious time away!&lt;br /&gt;but in the end i still did nothing. hahaa. i find it amusing..&lt;br /&gt;but anything i will definitely study coz i only have this one precious wk left. better make use of it if not i wont have anytime to study anymore. and besides, my results are only for me. good or bad or average results are for me, not for my parents/sch??/anyone else, but me. they either make me, or break me. [ok.. they are serious n impt but mayb not so. but there are important anyway.period.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;formula one was super good n excitinggg. apprentice was rather good tonight.&lt;br /&gt;n we had yummy crystal jade la mian for dinner. screwed up the orders abit but nvm. they changed it for us. n we ate some dumpling in chilli oil thing [wasnt like swimming in oil. wasnt really oily actually] its SUPER yummY. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. when passed by swensens ah holland v saw this ad that said if u order a main course/pasta u get unlimited scoops of ice cream for one dollar! whee. the greedy n ever-so-hungry we will not miss out on this. i will go! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to watch some tennis n mayb read grass is singing as a bed time story that will put me to sleep when i havent even finished reading a line. hahaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-112584701894625399?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112584701894625399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112584701894625399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/09/digital-scv-is-cool-daddy-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-112575593265573497</id><published>2005-09-03T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T21:58:52.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this sucks. my speakers just died! this is outrageous! the light on the box is on but i hear nothing. arghh..&lt;br /&gt;now solitaire is less exciting..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-112575593265573497?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112575593265573497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112575593265573497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/09/this-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-112575384998830282</id><published>2005-09-03T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T21:24:10.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pls ignore parts of my previous entry if you must. sorry if i offended anyone or made anyone feel [erm not good?] ya.. i dont mean to do so. sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;just want to let all of you know that each and everyone of you are my precious beloved friends who are so important to me and each one holds a special unique place in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;muacks to all those i love =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe im just a little oversensitive.. hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lied in bed last night just thinking and clearing my thoughts and read some stuff.. after that i sort of sorted out my thoughts and cleared my head. and i felt much better. sometimes having some close quiet special time to myself to think does help a lot. n i slept very well.. and for a very long time.. mum was horrified when she came to wake me up. she thought it was 1030, but it was actually 1130. hee. i woke up a few times but just went back to sleep. im a pigg. hee.&lt;br /&gt;went to change the cable box to digital like finally after a million yrs. daddy is trying to fix/connect the thing now. but it cant work. hee.&lt;br /&gt;then we went 'car shopping' =) it was very fun. i love to go see cars.. daddy wants to change his car coz the engine is super noisy and irritating. we are deciding betw the lexus suv and the volvo suv.. dun even know if we will get it in the end. daddy always all talk no action.&lt;br /&gt;went for dinner at the ah hood rd for the fish steamboat. zee ee's fren says its nice n better than the one at serrangoon. but another of her fren tried n said the serrangoon is nicer. anyway.. the serrangoon is really nicer[by a lot] although the waiting totally sucks. (n i am spelling serrangoon wrongly..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy said that if i do well for prelims [it was os den she changed coz os is far away] then she will get me the nice bose player. hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its formula1 weekend this weekend =)) whee!&lt;br /&gt;and i have trouble when it comes to watching us open.. the timing totally sucks. n there's a nice match tonight but its the 2nd one on court.. n the 1st one starts at 11. how on earth can i watch it?&lt;br /&gt;chinese shows on 55 are so super nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was reading steffi's cosmo, seventeen and elle mag from the states b4 she went back. i can conclude that the clothes are are SO MUCH MORE Nicer.&lt;br /&gt;i can comfort myself coz we are goin to the states =) hopefully there some shops will still have summer clothes n i hope the factory outlets stock summer clothes =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah! eunice is here. i wont b bored =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing else to say.. off to play solitaire =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-112575384998830282?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112575384998830282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112575384998830282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/09/pls-ignore-parts-of-my-previous-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-112567135780623751</id><published>2005-09-02T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T23:23:17.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lets get the blogging mood into me. i blogged on sat ok.. but i did a very loser thing n lost the long entry=( poop. i typed so much.. ask xw to know what silly thing i did. hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;since i made xw blog i will blog. ill blog abt what stuff i typed on sat. coz what happened was nice. but ill b brief. if not ill just bore every1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on fri i got home.. ya.. seems so long ago... n i took so long coz i ate coz i was starving. they starve us in the stupid lt. den mummy called n she was like so are u taking bus? or cab.. den i was like bus loh.. but if only i can cab.. n she was like okla i let u take taxi =))) was so hot la. luckily i could cab. met every1 n walked around. bought some stuff. mummy was like so nice. she let me buy stuff. she didnt go like ehh.. thats not very nice. n we went to esplanade. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2931/517/1600/DSC021155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2931/517/320/DSC021154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n we ate the gluttons square/bay. yummyy. luckily we went early coz through our meal the hokkien mee stall queue was soooo long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[joce is suaning me. ahh. save me. n she has cute stuff. hee]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat.. went out for dinner w steffi fel ade n fred. just us cous. =) went the esplanade again -.- went to this place that fel's fren works at. n we got a 15% discount. hee. den we had choc fondue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2931/517/320/DSC02121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;yummyy. although it was very little choc. we thot it was alot n the bowl was acutally very shallow. but yummyy. den our parents didnt wanna come pick us coz they were having their own gathering when they dun really like us to go back. so we decided to go to essential brew at holland v. n when we reached they said that they could pick us -.-&lt;br /&gt;that nite we really fun n ate so much (i seriously need to go on a diet) although i was so tired after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2931/517/320/DSC02146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;[some pics][see the rest at shutterfly, hopefully one day soon]&lt;br /&gt;zee ee went back on tues n ngoh ee n steffi on wed.. byebye to them.. it was so fun.. although during that wk i ate so much. i need to [MUST] go on a diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy was saying that day in the car: ahh. things are back to normal again.. why must things be normal? why cant we have different n new n interesting stuff going on everyday? won't life be so much more fun? but if there is no 'normal' in life, n everything changes everyday, would i feel insecure? but to expect (not be able to expect) the unexpected.. hm.. thats fun..&lt;br /&gt;i wonder.. why must be always lead normal lives.. life should be interesting and everchanging. but if it changes so often.. i would be weird..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n the chinese show makes me wonder.. if something diff happened earlier in my life? how diff would my life be? would i be happier? sadder? are we all destined to go down a certain path in life? i always believe that i am on earth for a certain reason. but what is it? what is my purpose in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[i better blog quickly.. i am taking VERY long]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also wonder.. [this is like becoming a wonder post]&lt;br /&gt;why am i like this? why do i always want to be accept by everyone and be around all my friends? why am i worried that i wont be accepted. n whenever ppl dun talk to me/exclude me/i dunno, become a bit diff? i always wonder why is it like it? is it because of me, something i have done thats why its like that? why do i feel insecure and lack confidence in myself? but sometimes i really wish that ppl will tell me if im irritating/have done something wrong, coz i wanna and will always want to strive to become a better person. why do i always want to be so included?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i read other ppl's blog.. den i see them like erm saying that they dun understand their friend something like that(has become diff). i always wonder if its me that they are talking about n i start wondering if i have changed (for the worse).&lt;br /&gt;n sometimes i read n they say abt how they talk to ppl. why dun people confide in me/talk to me? i would really like to know my friends better.. hmm. mayb im not such a good person to talk too.&lt;br /&gt;mayb i just think too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shouldnt think so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is sept hols next wk! yeah! but is like a studying 'holiday'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the post is very long.&lt;br /&gt;blogger doesnt wanna let me upload my pics! hmph&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-112567135780623751?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112567135780623751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112567135780623751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/09/lets-get-blogging-mood-into-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-112563724209943079</id><published>2005-09-02T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T13:00:42.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>who do u take me for?</title><content type='html'>okie. warning! this aint going to be any pretty chapters that are light-hearted and all. it's going to be a rude awakening for U.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if this is going to be such a rude way of expressing my views, it's your actions and behaviour that disgust me in the first place. AND I REALLY MEAN IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont understand. juz a few days ago, i got into an argument with my sister. frankly speaking i was also partly wrong for losing my temper but who is perfect? at least i attempt to reach it. something tat seems small may carry a lot of words about a person's character. like my nick, if you think you have driven someone away once, dun be surprised if you noticed i am next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily i solved the thing with my sister. although it was difficult at first, i was really proud of her for understanding the true theory behind every subtle action. san si er hou xing. our ancestors did not make tat up merely for the fun of it. even till today, the greatest heros start from the smallest things. it's not juz me, maybe more frens around me may be encountering similar situations whereby they meet people with such dense brains, they can never detect anything. sensitivity juz dun come in the whole package.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told eunice that no one can be flawless if not the universal God or whoever may even b jealous of us. haha. even if he/she does not, other people wld. but tat is not a valid reason for us to go ard hurting others without knowing and then pretend nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it does not mean that juz bcos the thing is small, you can take it as nothing happened. ur expression and actions i will always remember. and i despise tat character. juz stay further away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it does not mean tat juz bcos u are in control of that particular thing, you can take the better share for youself. if you really think tat way, you are not much of a difference from miss L.in short, your character suck. juz because i am big-hearted enough to give way to people around me, doesnt mean you can take advantage of it. dun force me show the other side of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you dont have any idea tat it's you, you have juz officially wasted sixteen years of your life. others could have led a better and more meaningful life in your shoes. i think you've got me really angry so you better watch what you do. cos you can be pretty sure i wont be as tolerant as before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all these for one simple reason, you dont deserve it. and trust me, you REALLy don't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-112563724209943079?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112563724209943079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112563724209943079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/09/who-do-u-take-me-for.html' title='who do u take me for?'/><author><name>Xinwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-112496719577951300</id><published>2005-08-25T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T18:53:15.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my hate list</title><content type='html'>okie i know this sounds stupid. but i ren wu ke ren already!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haf confirmed that i HATE three pple currently:&lt;br /&gt;1. miss L&lt;br /&gt;2. miss V&lt;br /&gt;3. miss P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irritating pests!!!! get lost.:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-112496719577951300?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112496719577951300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112496719577951300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-hate-list.html' title='my hate list'/><author><name>Xinwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-112478925402614405</id><published>2005-08-23T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T17:27:34.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh. prelim bio prac tmr.&lt;br /&gt;n it doesnt really feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i study alrdy den just have to go through but i dunno if i have studied enough.&lt;br /&gt;it does feel like there's a prelim exam tmr..&lt;br /&gt;just played solitaire with xw.&lt;br /&gt;i am now ready to chiong tonight. though i feel like taking a nap. hahaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-112478925402614405?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112478925402614405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112478925402614405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/08/ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-112428170569712531</id><published>2005-08-17T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T20:28:25.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just went to get my stubborn dog into the hse. he was lying outsite a hse 2 hses away n didnt want to come back with my mum even though my mom tied him to the gate n walked away. my dog is a stubborn pig who thinks he is so grand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had phys timed trial.. n reached home at like 630 la. the timed trial really woke me up. didnt study much coz i wanted to see how i would do. n if its bad, its a wake up call. i need wake up calls once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;mr chan n ms fu r like competing to see who gives us more timed trials/tests. arghh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eng oral was on mon. wasnt too bad. but i made a big fool out of myself by sayin stupid stuff. hahaa. n they laughed at me like twice. but they were really nice. n they made the mood lighter so didnt feel so stressed n nervous. n bcoz of that, during the convo, i started talking like i was talking to my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prelim pracs like start middle of next wk. at least im like really studying now. like finally got down to it like end of last wk. cant believe that i let myself slack n started studying late again. like the mid yrs. even though i told myself again n again not to let that happen. though i find my studying speed very slow.&lt;br /&gt;the teh-ta-rek we bought last nite was good. usually caffine has no effect on me. but the tea some how or other made me real awake.&lt;br /&gt;it was daddy's bday yesterday. now we have 2 cheesecakes in the hse. coz daddy's colleagues bought him a cake. its so big n they only ate like a quarter. n we bought a cheesecake too. so smart..&lt;br /&gt;zee ee is coming tmr night. yeah. goin to the airport. though she's like arriving at 10pm. i like the airport. wanted to go like an hr earlier to study a bit there. i like airport atmosphere. but daddy wont like. he will b so bored. n sar ee is goin with us. so i cant make them all stone there.&lt;br /&gt;n ngoh ee n steffi are coming on fri morn! yeah. but its like 5something am. cant go airport. n cant pon sch coz got x-country. n mc is needed.&lt;br /&gt;but the hse will be crowded again. yeah. like many ppl here once in a while. but y are they here at this time. they will be here for a wk.. the practical wk, n a wk b4 prelims. n i need to study. so when they go out, i might not be able to go too. arghh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i better go.&lt;br /&gt;must go maths n study for chem test tmr. n better do the geog hw if not ill die completing it tmr.&lt;br /&gt;i will just die tmr. chem test until 430. n i pushed tuition to 6. ill just die tmr. ill be dead by the end of the day. i dun wanna push the sat coz it ruins my sat (alrdy ruined last wk's one + they are here so goin out) n if i cancel she will just kill me.&lt;br /&gt;better go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-112428170569712531?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112428170569712531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112428170569712531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-just-went-to-get-my-stubborn-dog.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-112385911404426944</id><published>2005-08-12T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T23:05:14.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o levels english oral</title><content type='html'>BoO!! haha.. feeling really corny now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had english oral today. goodness me. i was so much more nervous than normal i actually kinda 'stumbled' over my words! on top of that, i even pondered and paused for quite a while after listening to the teacher's question. O LEVELS .. oh no.. i suddenly feel the distance between me and my A1 for english getting further and further. sigh. but it's okie. i guess i can still TRY to pull my grades up by doing well for the paper one and two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess  what? tat's coming so soon, i am so scared..:(.. in probably another two to three weeks' time only. orh yar. and before that i got triple sciences practicals too. i am most worried abt my bio practical. juz imagine all the kinds of tough questions!! i wanna faint already. i think i may even haf to stare at the drawing of some stupid peanut again before the exam to remember where to draw the radicle and where to draw the plummule. or at least try to spell them correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, k. tan suaned us again lar. geog lesson, he was saying dunnoe wat four eleven pple so good, most of them did their stupid geog journal already. unlike US, who complain so much when the thing is for ourown good. hello!!!!! yoyo mister!! like when did we really complain in ur face? such a painful torture to go for his lessons lar. and he actually thought a few mcq on coastal was enough to take up a whole half an hour. he muz live in a whole different world from the rest of us where time goes tick tick tick by the second. pain in the neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! happy news is that i dun need to run the crosss country thing!!! haha. not like i was going to run in the first place. but at least this time, i dun even need to walk through those forests and enjoy free mozzie bites. hehe. jealous rite? i noe i noe. it's okie. haha. juz support us by buying stuff from the sec 4s k?  we've got to raise another one thousand dollars at least i think for the grad nite. bcos if we dun reach the target, there wont b any music or stuff on that nite. how can it get any fun that way? so please support us in any way possible! hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tat's it i guess. so sleepy. i shall sleep earlier tonite and study tml! haha.. and do more stupid physics apers again!!!!. save me. potato chan keeps giving us more and more mcq to do lar. gosh.... if i dun get my A 1 in physics, i ought to reflect and apologise to the countless trees that we killed to do those paper 1s on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..:) nitez..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-112385911404426944?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112385911404426944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112385911404426944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/08/o-levels-english-oral_12.html' title='o levels english oral'/><author><name>Xinwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-112384955216587520</id><published>2005-08-12T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T20:25:52.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2931/517/1600/smiley%20face.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im happy today =) for quite a few reasons =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally.. no maths timed trial so im back early on a fri =) i dont feel so tired and drained =)&lt;br /&gt;n i did some productive studying. prelims are like real soon. prac starts in a wk. mummy was like u better really start studying. yes. den y am i here? hmm.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n well. how do u put it. hmm.. there's a reason my english is so lousy. cant find the words. well im happy that its like back to normal =) am i correct? well hope so =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dog is becoming an idiot coz now he goes up into the sofa in the evening when we are not there at the living room! argh. n i have to scold n scold n its so hard to get him down. he's so stubborn n heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n im angry (actually it was yesterday) when i found out that extra bio lesson was cancelled. i like went through so much to change tuition. n like after so long (i think she coz pissed coz she didnt reply my msg until wed nite) i put it on sat. i had tuition on sat. its in the afternoon somemore. in the midddle of nowhere. spoils the whole day. i think she hates me. i just found out n i tell u n u say i must tell u earlier? i cant help it la. poot. but i sort of hate her anyway. mummy just doesnt get it when i sort of hint to her that cl tuition is wasting my time now. i just need time to put in effort n study. ya. so i changed it for nothing and sat is gone.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prelims are &lt;strong&gt;VERY SOON&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAVE ME&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. im happy =) oh ya. n sort of happier with my hair. though i lied on the pillow with my wet hair n its sticking out now. hee =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2931/517/1600/smiley%20face1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2931/517/320/smiley%20face1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-112384955216587520?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112384955216587520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112384955216587520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-happy-today-for-quite-few-reasons.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-112375504560522600</id><published>2005-08-11T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T18:10:45.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im blogging =)&lt;br /&gt;have alot of stuff to blog abt but no time.&lt;br /&gt;i shall be quick.&lt;br /&gt;fri-xw's bday&lt;br /&gt;didnt do much over the wkends.&lt;br /&gt;mon-national day celebrations. boring. couldnt catch charlie after that coz there were no more tix. n xw's sis got angry coz she queued up for tixs for us and in the end we realised that we shouldnt have asked her. sorry. sakae-ed. the buffets are just killing me. eating to much.&lt;br /&gt;tues-there was an iguana in my hse. and i was totally horrified/terrified/shocked/scared. and everything. ekkss. its like so huge. cant think abt it. daddy's my hero anyway. coz he caught it. cant imagine what would happen if its just mummy n me at home.. ee..&lt;br /&gt;wed- the important day. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;i cut my hair!! im happy. the weight is off my head. i dun have thick hair that make me so hot. i dun have thick hair that sticks out everywhere and anywhere in every single direction.&lt;br /&gt;i was rather happy when i stepped out of the shop.&lt;br /&gt;but yes. the after-haircut cycle comes again.&lt;br /&gt;i was whiny/angry/upset/annoyed at night. coz i didnt like my hair. its always like that. but i tell myself its ok by constantly complaining to my mum and asking if its ok. and ill be sort of fine the next day. never understand how my mum puts up with me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;the fringe was too long. so i asked her to cut it shorter. now its abit too short. ill have a pimple outbreak coz the fringe is covering my forehead.&lt;br /&gt;well.. anyway..&lt;br /&gt;its like the first time (sort of) a lady cut my hair. bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;and mummy decided to cut her hair too. and the guy who cut for her was so much better. ok. the grapes on someone else's tree always looks sweeter.&lt;br /&gt;she didnt thin much.&lt;br /&gt;and like didnt cut much. i think ill have to cut again soon. coz the top is quite thick. so when it grows out.. ya.. hot. but im sort of happy now. though in sch.. my hair sort of looks like it exploded. the fringe is like everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;shant talk abt my hair.&lt;br /&gt;walked around a bit after cutting my hair. didnt feel very shoppy-ish. dunno why. sort of wanted to go home. den we went to bakerzinn, wanting to have tea b4 we went back. and we saw our neighbour and her daughter inside. so we joint them. it was a bit awkward though, but a nice experience. never talked to her daughter b4. she's quite nice. n she looks so much like her mum. but they are nice pple. so it wasnt that bad.&lt;br /&gt;n my neighbour said i put on weight. n my mum said that my aunt said last time that i put on weight. n she said oh she didnt tell me coz she forgot -.- mummy says that i am ok. not fat. but not say erm.. slim? but i shouldnt put on anymore weight. so she will help me by stopping me from snacking. den later cut down the amt i eat. although im alrdy eating lesser amt of rice for like the pass 2yrs. but i put on weight. so thats the point. [must be the recent buffets n snacking while studying]&lt;br /&gt;i have just asked mummy. we shall have a vegetarian wk again =) eat only fish meat. n mayb a bit of chicken. n lots of veges. last time we had it, it was fun. healthy and can help me eat more bland. and lose some weight?&lt;br /&gt;i wanna exercise, go run or something. but i lack the time. sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zee ee and ngoh ee and steffi are coming end of next wk for like a wk and a bit! yeah! =) wrong timing though. prelims are coming n it during prelim prac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo. long.. oops. better stop. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-112375504560522600?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112375504560522600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112375504560522600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-blogging-have-alot-of-stuff-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-112330850782032535</id><published>2005-08-06T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T14:10:32.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#98fb98;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 50% Weird&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cafbca"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howweirdareyouquiz/weird-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal enough to know that you're weird...&lt;br /&gt;But too damn weird to do anything about it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howweirdareyouquiz/"&gt;How Weird Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ok. mayb i am wierd. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;blog tonight or something. was supposed to blog last nite but tv-ed the entire nite away. n i have no mood. but decided to put this here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-112330850782032535?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112330850782032535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112330850782032535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/08/you-are-50-weird-normal-enough-to-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-112315189050367953</id><published>2005-08-04T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T19:15:17.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>daphne, of cos we noticed. hehe. it wld be hard to miss the difference. cheer up k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now it's my turn to vent my frustrations. today, i gave the class a talk on the class cleanliness. but that is actually only an introduction. not sure if many people noticed but my real focus was on the attitudes of our classmates. i found it really disgusting and horrifying when i witness how heck care they can get. up till now, those two girls who did not put the computer covers back properly that day did not show any actions at all. i may be on the same level as them but sometimes i hope to get some basic respect. if they dun respect me as a classmate, at least respect themselves. are they really that ignorant or do they really want to degrade themselves to such a level when people can be shooting direct hints to them and they dun notice? to be in four eight, they must be already pretty intelligent people. if all they got is high IQ and low EQ, wat's the use of studying so hard for? graduates are becoming more and more common, people even once said that on the streets of india, you can find U degree holders all over the place. i doubt they would ever stand out if they continue to have this type of poor attitude. i hope so too because it would be the last thing i wish for if i see "machines" rather than real humans working with a heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last horrible thing of the day came from another classmate of mine. we agreed on drawing lots and no one objected. then when it turned out to be her, she refused to take it and gave an invalid reason. after much persuasion from me and even some help from eunice and all, she still din get our point?! she even cried. i think that was really irresponsible. firstly, it makes me doubt the credibility of our class's votes. when i conduct a voting session or ask for any objections i only want some honest and heartfelt feedback. but this incident totally overthrows the previous faith that i hold in voting results! did she not object because of the low possibility that it would turn out to be her? that is really despicable. it's an extremely selfish way of doing things. secondly, i only juz gave my talk to the class to highlight the importance of having more unity and team spirit for the class. only a few months and we are officially out of the school! cant we at least try to have more love for the class? it makes me feel as though what i said was all wasted, no difference to talking ato a block of wood. thirdly, by crying over this matter, to me it seems really immatured and irresponsible. immatured because she was so weak. it is an insult to even use the word because it isnt even anything big at all?!?! irresponsible because she never spared any thoughts for the consequences around her. with her high IQ, hasnt it ever crossed her mind how the other classmates would view the matter and how we would view her as from now onwards? i muz admit, i can be pretty firm at times. regardless of how many buckets of tears she shed, i wont feel that pity for her at all. but we wont force her too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man can be really ugly at times. underneath the surface of their looks and results, there's an ugly and selfish side to them. but i wont let myself get upset or feel defeated by them. instead, it makes me feel even more relieved. at least i know i have not wasted that sixteen years of my life. i know clearly that i have grown up mentally and be proud to say that i am matured for my age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toughest challenges given to the most capable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say it, i mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for pouring out so much. poor reader, your eyes should huurt by now. quick!! rest those poor eyes for a few mins!! :&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-112315189050367953?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112315189050367953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112315189050367953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/08/daphne-of-cos-we-noticed.html' title=''/><author><name>Xinwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-112307727939755471</id><published>2005-08-03T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T21:59:09.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went back to sch today after staying at home on mon n tues. had food poisoning. sad..&lt;br /&gt;wasnt feeling too good at during some parts of the day. n so i was very moody. plus i did very badly for my ying yong wen n el compre. that made the day worse. n i felt very weird. for some reason. like going back to sch after 2days n missing so many things n sitting at a new place at the corner. felt very weird and out n like at nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;so i was very moody. ya.&lt;br /&gt;sorry and thanks to all those who had to see me being moody. [if there was anyone in the first place] was it very erm..irritating?annoying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to study chinese. this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i still dun feel good. queasy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-112307727939755471?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112307727939755471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112307727939755471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/08/went-back-to-sch-today-after-staying.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-112264514257158463</id><published>2005-07-29T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T21:52:22.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am pissed. dun come near. me. how can my post be deleted?! i was like doin stuff n blogggin at the same time n the com lags coz nowadays a lags like shit. n the window disappears. no! this is not meant to me!. n i had like a few sentences left to type. arghh. u lagging idiot com. n ought to be given a death penalty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall just briefly say everything again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have survived the terror wk =) i can finally breathe properly n have proper sleeping hours&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;but there's tonnes of hw.&lt;br /&gt;i need to find time to quickly finish them n Study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2931/517/1600/untitled1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2931/517/320/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how cool is melissa. her shop opened less then a yr ago n its doin well and appear in urban yesterday! sweet~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her ice-cream is the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u want super nice ice-cream n ice-cream made with love, daily scoop at sunset way is ur ans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go to sunset way n drive in, past the HDBs, n u see this building n its there =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were alot of random stuff i wrote n now im lazy to say.. like the yummy assam dish yesterday. n this new 'chicken pie' thingy mum made tonight. n its super nice.&lt;br /&gt;n how im suddenly superly in love with my havaianas.&lt;br /&gt;n i cant cut myhair this wkend. have to wait for 1n a half more wks coz mummy wont let me cut at supercuts at cine anymore coz she says i shouldnt spend like 30plus [alrdy student price] on the hair cut, only 20plus den can.&lt;br /&gt;den the supercuts at far east is like 20 plus. but only on wkdays. argh. i dun wanna go cut my hair after sch. n wkends it 30plus which is the same.&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to ren for 1 n a half more wks n cut the day after nationalday which is a hol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had cl timed trial. den i was like almost dead. n had to do a maths timed trial. -.-&lt;br /&gt;went to popular with aud n eunice after that. den while walking to the bus stop we stopped outside the go looking at the el oral. den we started looking at the teacher photos.&lt;br /&gt;it was like super super hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;i think about it n i wanna laugh.&lt;br /&gt;hahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eunice found me a blogskin =)&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-112264514257158463?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112264514257158463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112264514257158463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-am-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-112246845366017520</id><published>2005-07-27T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T20:47:33.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have to relax. be away from the piles of stuff to do. so im here =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just read eunice's blog. n what she says is how i feel. go read if u want to know. i have the same sentiments as her. n to me. the situation is real weird. n its very hard for me to approach. mayb coz i have never been faced with something like this b4.&lt;br /&gt;how i wish we go go back to the old times.&lt;br /&gt;i need to go talk to someone abt it.&lt;br /&gt;someone help me.&lt;br /&gt;[ok. it seems like erm..]&lt;br /&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem test was like -.- coz ms fu added a pg behind. how could she do that??&lt;br /&gt;they asked for the conditions den i was like hmmm. i cant rmb [so typical] n i tried to picture the tb. den i got the 2 conditions jumbled up. so ya. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thot today ill be quite free coz there's nth to study for ss. but no. there's so much work to do.&lt;br /&gt;the school is mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better go off.&lt;br /&gt;does the blog look more alive??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-112246845366017520?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112246845366017520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112246845366017520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-have-to-relax.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-112229615757275461</id><published>2005-07-25T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T20:55:57.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is a hectic wk with so many tests. [all thanks to the ip] and i dun seem to have the time to catch my breath. but still i find time to slack around and do nothing. so i probably have alot of time to breathe properly. oh. i dun know what im saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr i have a bio test. n yet im on the com + blogging + eating ice cream + looking thru the bio tb once more all at the same time. am i supposed to be worried (why are u studying properly daphne? dun think just bcoz u studied over the wkend u can slack. hello ur prelims are coming. study properly!) or not (i studied over the wkend anyway. so just go thru now.)??&lt;br /&gt;n there's geog too. hmm.. better quickly look thru the bio tb n go study my geog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he just returned the geog test today after like a million yr (i left it at home/i marked wrongly) -.- n i was like oh. anyway i was expecting myself to fail like during the test coz i didnt know how to do. i mean would u attempt a whole question in the exam where one part is 13m n the other 8m and u know u wont be able to score? no. its dumb. unless u know how to do the question. if not once u screw up ur dead. anyway initially i was like hmm.. ok.. i failed. i expected it. n later i got sad/depressed. oh anyway.&lt;br /&gt;at least tmr's topics are rather easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prelims are coming soon. but not all subjs are done. cant they quickly finish the syllabus. n start revision. n i can start to pick days to pon n stay at home to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im like typing one para n studying one part of bio. funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like thinking mayb i should really go on the diet/exercise/lose weight. im like staying at home and growing fat. well. i think of it n the thought disappears from my brain the next second. haha.&lt;br /&gt;n i was thinking while watching tv.&lt;br /&gt;den daddy came home.&lt;br /&gt;n he bought ice cream. right. so smart rite.&lt;br /&gt;thats why the diet thingy never works. haha.&lt;br /&gt;island creamery ice cream is nice. he bought banana. its so erm banana-ish.&lt;br /&gt;n theres no burnt caramel again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go the the new national library. but its like reported to be so crowded. scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall go off now. off to study geog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-112229615757275461?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112229615757275461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112229615757275461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/07/this-is-hectic-wk-with-so-many-tests.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-112218670225699727</id><published>2005-07-24T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T14:31:42.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;hehe. daphne you can change the blogskin if you like. i wanted to change since a long time but never found a nice one that is suitable for all three of us. juz change lar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;went for dinner last nite with my parents' frens. gosh. i ate till i thought i was really going to burst any minute lar. haha. imagine that. nytt pple always have a big appetite and i actually felt like bursting. dui si lian le. haha.. but the food was really good!~ haha.. couldnt stop myself. hehe. ate from seven thirty to ten lar. :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;spent the morning packing my table and filing all the worksheets. my table is so messy!!! cannot tahan. and i was so motivated by the auntie ytd. she actually had a fren who was so organised she even did a whole report of their holiday tour in a book. it was so lovely! jealous. i shall attempt to do one for four eight during the chalet at the end of the yea. it should be pretty interesting. still considering whether i should do one on 'o' levels though. then we can always look back and remember how we slogged for the exams. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;grad nite is driving me nuts. the stupid thing about collecting money really irritates me at times. especially when i feel so helpless about the price. i noe it may be a little high but i still haven thought of anyway to lower the price. sigh. now we are considering other ways to raise the money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;my sis is a pig i tell ya. she juz sleeps and sleeps haha. non- stop. even at this very moment, she is still slping!!! argh. haha. physics lesson on sat was brain draining. haha. totally waited for the magical moment for it to end since the start of lesson. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;lazy to blog more. :) that's all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-112218670225699727?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112218670225699727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112218670225699727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Xinwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-112213342167012102</id><published>2005-07-23T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T23:43:41.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the blogging thing is back. previously, each time i come to this pg ill be like hmm.. i have stuff to say. but no mood.&lt;br /&gt;so lets quickly revive the blog b4 it dies for too long.&lt;br /&gt;[im not making sense]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sch is crazy. bombarding us with like millions of tests next wk. all coz of the ip. cant they leave us to study while the teachers are busy. i will survive next wk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had phys in sch today. n like 45 min in.. i felt like i was abt to fall asleep. lucky for audrey's gummies n eunice's choc, i didnt. i realise that nowadays, i have to eat while i do work or study. that bad.period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to kap after that. supposed to like save money n eat the fillet. but in the end i mcspicy doubled. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home. den coz i mum wanted me to sleep. i slept. n didnt wake up until like 530. i would have continued to slp if not for my dog barking to wake me up.&lt;br /&gt;didnt go watch a movie in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i desperately need to cut my hair. its to thick n messy n sticking out (more n more) as the days go by. but seems like i dun have time tmr. ill have to endure another wk (again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go to the new library. its huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just went blog surfing. relived many memories =) im happy n high now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why im on the com. shouldnt i like be sleeping so ill have energy to do what i have to do tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should find a new blogskin. this one is real __. i dunno. i mean not to insult initial d or anything. its not very nice. i dun really like it. its getting dull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss like last time. when there was no worries n like was so carefree n so fun. n there was so many friends around. sometimes, i do wonder, why do friends drift. now its seems weird. sometimes i meet them.. n like should i smile? sometimes n smile but they dun respond. izzit they dun see me? have i changed n they no longer have that good feeling towards me? i try to be nice but its 'funny'. n after long times of this, it feels sort of difficult/weird to approach old friends n say hi.&lt;br /&gt;izzit just me n my weird feelings?&lt;br /&gt;izzit really me? whats wrong. i would really like to change so everyone will be happy. ill apologise for me being cold n seeming unfriendly or for anything i have done wrong. i would do anything so all the warm feelings between friends are back again =)&lt;br /&gt;life is too short to bring relationships to a standstill.&lt;br /&gt;i have a realisation: i should go talk/email/something old friends. n maybe the good feelings will be back. n everyone will be good friends again. with no cold feelings. =)) yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end of my secondary sch like is ending. this is sad. come on daphne. u better study. n treasure n the remaining days of ur secondary sch life (i make it sound like there's only a few wks left) hmm.. den ill go onto another phase in life.&lt;br /&gt;n hopefully the friendships forged in secondary sch remain strong. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise that i havent touch my piano in a very long time. n miss playing the piano. n i miss lessons with ruby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i cant stand cl tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i should go sleep so i can wake up early tmr so ill have energy to do work n study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go crystal jade kitchen to eat the beef thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i think i havent shopped in quite a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. time to go sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-112213342167012102?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112213342167012102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112213342167012102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/07/blogging-thing-is-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-112185651417000873</id><published>2005-07-20T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T18:48:34.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson in life.</title><content type='html'>Lesson in life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems as though more and more stress starts to accumulate and build up. Feeling pretty tired these days too. I wouldn’t say that studying isn’t fun. on the contrary, I think that studying has its own unique kind of pleasure and enjoyment. Many a times, the sense of satisfaction really makes me forget all the agony experienced during the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty disgusted these few days. If people only go to school to study and learn all the academic materials, obsessed with results only, then school holds no true meaning to it. To me, I think our education policy should also include the component when it teaches students certain basic and fundamental lessons in life. It was really a pretty awful sight as I witness people around showing their insensitivity without any second thoughts. Did they think that it is right to do such a thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t cross the limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be a pretty useful and important advice to many of our fellow teenagers in the country. Regardless of however close people can be, I think the minimum sensitivity towards each other should never be neglected. Even in a top school like NYGH, I still see girls all silly and doing things that don’t reflect intelligence. I know they may not mean it, but verbal insults can actually hurt a lot more than physical attacks. And it exposes the true mentality of each individual. Not everything is shown in the results, in the ‘O’ levels results or your degree in the future. If you don’t have basic social skills, it is about time we start reflecting and think about what have we really done for the past sixteen years. Has they all gone down the drain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I really wonder how far I would go in the future. I know how much importance I place in following certain principles. I always am proud of my achievements, but when I see the foolishness of some of the people around me, I ponder the true importance of being streetwise and sensitive. People with much poorer social skills and consideration for others seem to get almost as far as we do. Am I holding too tightly to things that are not regarded as important in this society? I don’t know. All I know is that the insensitivity and immature behaviour of people around me disgust and hurt me at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A loved one of mine used to keep strong faith in the belief that the more you can tolerate, the more you live your life with benevolence, the more merits and true achievements you will obtain. But is it really true? In school, there are people who I don’t like very much but yet respect them in certain areas. She isn’t someone I like very much, but I am impressed by her tolerance level. No matter how others treat her, she still manages to keep her happy front on. It may be a superficial cover, but the ability to even do that amazes me. I can’t. although I can control my temper much better these years, I doubt I can ever be so kind and forgiving in the near future. This brings me back to the belief that my loved one once held so tightly to. If being kind and tolerant of others is really a good thing, why do people who practise it never get to benefit any more than others and instead continue to “suffer” in silence? Instead, it is often the “innocent” and ignorant who benefit as they live a sheltered life and never come into contact with the darkness of the society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn’t say that I led a very sad or dark life. Neither am I exposed to the harsh storms in life. I only managed to witness a fraction of the ugliness in life. It’s so unfair. Some people will probably live their whole life in the same ignorance they experience now, safely protected from everything outside their warm houses. Some people will continue to struggle against the ordeals and obstacles in life, as if fighting a never-ending war against something that never seems to go their way. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only way to motivate these people, and myself, is to know in our hearts that the toughest challenges always go to the most capable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are feeling really lost about what exactly am I talking about, maybe it’s time you start thinking. If you understand what I am saying, congrats! I think we are all a step further in our lifelong learning journey. And if you are feeling sore or disgusted with the honesty of the entry, it’s time you reflect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if the entry looks depressing or demoralizing. I harbour no such intention. All I want is to get rid of all the thoughts that are always in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*zu shi en dian..*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-112185651417000873?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112185651417000873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112185651417000873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/07/lesson-in-life.html' title='Lesson in life.'/><author><name>Xinwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-112168971472509705</id><published>2005-07-18T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T20:28:34.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time to blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;haha. i think i better blog now. virtual cobwebs should be all around our blog by now. haha.. okie tat's lame. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;we finally booked our chalet!! haha.happy. it's so exciting to even think about the possible amount of fun that we will all be able to immerse in. we booked two nights in november at pasir ris. i think it should be a pretty good choice. we got a double storey one. ahah. i can finally revisit my wild wild wet and escapE!! haha.. i am going to book one of the mahjong seats lar!!!! mine ar!!! no one is to STEAL it from me!! haha.. then we can play through the night!! haha.. fun!!~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;only week 4 monday and i almost died-ed lar. stupid pigs. luckily daphne, sarah and my ever so friendly classmates helped in each and every little way to make my life easier. haha. oh no. K tan wants to go through stupid geog holiday hw but i havent do at all yet. how??? i shall think really hard of a good idea later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;i am broke. officially. now i gotta be prepared for bread and homefood for at least two more weeks. and no more feast till August. sad..:( how can it be so pathetic?! sometimes, i really wonder wat do i spend money on? dun tell me i really eat tat much? i cant possibly spend all my money on food and finish all of them so quickly rite?!?! sighz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;potato chan is so scarY!!! now instead of three hours, we are gonna haf four hours of physics lesson on saturday. horrible lar. i bet it is going to kill millions of my brain cells after that. heehee.. i shall bring some food and snacks along to keep myself awake. FOUR HOURS LER! how am i going to survive?!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;aiyah. i feel like blogging abt many many more things. but simply too lazy to blog now. and it seems rather silly to blog about things that happened days ago such as the arts fest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;argh! when's my bad luck going to end by? i cant believe i keep losing to eunice in solitaire showdown. yucks! muz wiN!!!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-112168971472509705?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112168971472509705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/112168971472509705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/07/time-to-blog.html' title='time to blog!'/><author><name>Xinwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-111942826677247069</id><published>2005-06-22T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T16:17:46.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just finished lit.&lt;br /&gt;i was dying.&lt;br /&gt;im happy i finish it.&lt;br /&gt;it was a nightmare to do.&lt;br /&gt;so confusing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-111942826677247069?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111942826677247069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111942826677247069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-just-finished-lit.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-111941653879392765</id><published>2005-06-22T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T13:02:18.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im back from hong kong. hee. actually back for quite a while alrdy. it was fun but rainy. i ate alot. yes alot. n shopped quite a lot. though i wished i bought more stuff. i doubt mummy is gonna let me go shopping for quite a while. i need more tops anyway. didnt get much. hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;and the silly me was too lazy to go for 6j class gathering yesterday. poop. i should have gone. like woke up at lunch time. n slept from 3 till dinner. so didnt do anything anyway. should have gone. wanted to go for the bbq coz i knew i wont be able to wake up. but yes. the nap in the afternoon spoilt it. dun think ill b able to get myself out of the hse anyway.. come to think of it. im getting more n more lazy. shall go ask someone what happened. so i feel updated. haha. why didnt i go? too lazy? got work to do? (although i didnt do anything) coz i went out on mon n goin on thurs n mummy wont let me go out on thurs if i go for cls gathering? ahya. toot me. why didnt i go. im a lazy pig. no one seems online to ask.. wonder what they did. i must have missed out on alot of fun. cls gatherings are always very fun. why didnt i go? ah ya. dun think alrdy. over. ill go for the next one. (eh.. but like will b super long later coz of os.)&lt;br /&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;dan is back today! yeah!&lt;br /&gt;daddy is also coming back. after goin to bangkok for like 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;n they are reaching 1 hr apart. imagine if its like the same time haha.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;dans bringing back nice food for me =))&lt;br /&gt;gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;realise i didnt do anything the whole hols besides goin hk. sleeping. eating. n watching tv. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-111941653879392765?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111941653879392765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111941653879392765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-back-from-hong-kong.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-111858525176515931</id><published>2005-06-12T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T22:07:34.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hee. daddy is back =) im still jealous. n anrgy that i didnt go.&lt;br /&gt;he can buy notebks. considering that he cant really buy stuff. haha. n the shirt he bought isnt exactly pink. i asked for pink. its like erm.. peach?&lt;br /&gt;n he didnt buy chocs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;f1 last nite was great.&lt;br /&gt;didnt fall asleep.. surprisingly. considering the fact that i dun watch it when its held in north america. im watching coz its hols. i hope i dun fall asleep.. 12 to 230? i have chin chow to accompany me =)&lt;br /&gt;n i hope i can wake up tmr morn. gotta go meet bern at hc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if im not blogging tmr.. byebye. im off the hk. leaving on tues morn n back on sat. afternoon?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-111858525176515931?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111858525176515931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111858525176515931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/06/hee.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-111849260492964379</id><published>2005-06-11T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T20:23:24.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daphne and Xinwei and Sarah..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and most importantly!!!! i want my INITIAL D MOVIE POSTER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH.. i saw it at the busstop near the toa payoh hub with jay zhou, edison chen, shawn yue and one more guy. forgot who tat person is.. i din even get to take a second glance bcos the bus went so quicklY!!! unfair!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you haf any idea how to get it without doing stupid things, pls tell me okAY?!~~ &lt;br /&gt;i will b indebted to u for Life..~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am desperate...~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahH!HH!H!H!!!!~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-111849260492964379?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111849260492964379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111849260492964379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/06/daphne-and-xinwei-and-sarah_11.html' title='Daphne and Xinwei and Sarah..'/><author><name>Xinwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-111849240970676400</id><published>2005-06-11T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T20:20:10.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daphne and Xinwei and Sarah..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/"&gt;Daphne and Xinwei and Sarah..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyO!! haha.. feeling really happy today!! haha.. juz went for tabletennis CIP in the morning, organised some kind of mini sports day for them and then we had a small session of art and craft. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankz huizhuanG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i think the juniors did a great job this time. the sec 4s totally din haf to contribute much at all.. made us feel kinda bad and guilty. hehe..:P but nevertheless, we had lotsa fun.. at one part of the game, i even had to play along bcos of the lack of pple. TIFEN TRIED TO VIOLATE ME!!! evil!! we were supposed to put our arms over each other and hop on one leg to and fro. then that pig kept pulling my shirt lar.. haha.. desperate for me?!?! sorry ar.. i am straight and i am still only interested in guys. haha.. then we had this awful time trying to get rid of all those flour tat got stuck onto the floor. hehe. seline was the most pitiful one. haha. she had to use the dirty and disgusting broom to scrub the stuff off. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had lunch at toa payoh. haha. then the juniors once again filled me with all the gossip again. entertaining!! haha. such things no longer exists in my class. 4/8 is a bit more interested in studies and other stuff. no scandals no relationships. a bit bored at times. haha. pasta mania once more. haha. i think i muz haf some special yuan fen with the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. good news.. i found myself this really good parttime job le. haha. okie.. maybe it's juz me who is too excited. hehe. i can actually consider giving some tuition for the juniors. hehe. smart rite? haha. but i haf to wait till my 'o's are over. think of all the money. haha.. maybe i can even get potential customers frm outside. pls look for me if u need such tuition k? muz hor.. :):) happy. now i think i shld b able to buy my laptop by the end of this yr. at most i shall go to find more jobs. fuN! yi ju lian de..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tat's all i think. lazy to blog more le.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday JUNE!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although it's tml, i shall do this earlier to b the first ONE!! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata..:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-111849240970676400?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111849240970676400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111849240970676400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/06/daphne-and-xinwei-and-sarah.html' title='Daphne and Xinwei and Sarah..'/><author><name>Xinwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-111848089028378733</id><published>2005-06-11T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T17:17:22.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why cant i ever decide.. hm.. i cant decide on my crumpler bag. toot. is like when i went. they didnt have all the colours so i couldnt really decide. so i thot wait for the stock to come n see if the other colours arrive. coz there's the dark blue n brown thats not at paragon or wheelock. so ill wait. but i want it NOW. den i come home.. n go on the net to see the other colours.. n i realise that the other design is quite nice too. so now not only i cant decide on the colour, i cant decide on the design. so as usual, im like goin around asking everyone for their advice. hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun like mummy. she's acting silly. n saying things i dun wanna hear.&lt;br /&gt;but if she ends up paying for my crumpler bag.. hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a pair of birkys too. their so ex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy's coming back tmr morning! yeah!&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what he brings back.&lt;br /&gt;i think ill get a shock. as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help--this design in this colour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.crumpler.com.au/Cart/Resources/CartResources/179_res/b179_o1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or this colour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.crumpler.com.au/Cart/Resources/CartResources/179_res/b179_o3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or this colour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.crumpler.com.au/Cart/Resources/CartResources/179_res/b179_o4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or this colour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.crumpler.com.au/Cart/Resources/CartResources/179_res/b179_o6.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this isnt that nice rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.crumpler.com.au/Cart/Resources/CartResources/179_res/b179_o5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how about this design in this colour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.crumpler.com.au/Cart/Resources/CartResources/181_res/b181_o1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.crumpler.com.au/Cart/Resources/CartResources/181_res/b181_o2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.crumpler.com.au/Cart/Resources/CartResources/181_res/b181_o6.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the others are nice. but mayb not as nice as these?&lt;br /&gt;i dunno. but im too lazy alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;u can go to &lt;a href="http://www.crumplersg.com"&gt;www.crumplersg.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or &lt;a href="http://www.crumplerbags.com"&gt;www.crumplerbags.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-111848089028378733?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111848089028378733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111848089028378733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/06/why-cant-i-ever-decide.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-111838146295824833</id><published>2005-06-10T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T13:31:02.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hehe..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Okie. I am here to blog again. Ms choy requested for me to blog to provide some teeny bit of entertainment. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having this stupid headache for the whole morning. And I think it’s cos of the heat these days. Ytd, I went out with Eunice and daphne. Juz the distance from my house to the busstop in the sun was already enough to kill me. Argh. Then people were giving me the funny look on the bus. Okie. Tell me. Wat’s wrong? I kinda feel it irritating when people look at me when I am a weirdo.. so -.-….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Eunice was early for once (though she was early for merely a FEW MINUTES!) haha.. she actually found her way to cine on her own lar.. *applause!* eheh.. she has this terrible sense of direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch at cartel, we went to watch mr and mrs smith. So suay!!! By the time we went to buy the tix, there was only 3 rows left. So we were stuck with the seats in the third row from the front. Puke!! I nearly cracked my whole neck off my shoulders lar. The show is nice and cool but the seat sucks!! Grr.. daphne was worse.. she kept complaining of how the guy behind her kept kicking her chair. Evil..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. After tat, we went for a little window-shopping. Haha. Daphne and Eunice were practically trying to kill my ears. Kept going on about me not bringing a bag out. Sigh. Pooor me had to hear the same preaching stuff every time we stepped out of one store. god save mE!!.. I wanted to buy a pair of earrings again. But those two bums juz refused to agree with my choice then when I ask them to choose, they say I am the fussy one so I shld choose..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HuH?!?!?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it juz me? Or is it them who dun tok sense.. haha.. we took neoprints toO!! Haha. Fun.. maybe I shall try to upload them for the fun of all.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head still hurts.. grr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms choy, is this long enough to kill perhaps a minute of ur boredness? Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-111838146295824833?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111838146295824833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111838146295824833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/06/hehe.html' title='hehe..'/><author><name>Xinwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-111832259742889210</id><published>2005-06-09T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T21:09:57.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i realise that i dun have the same wavelength as xinwei.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-111832259742889210?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111832259742889210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111832259742889210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-realise-that-i-dun-have-same.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-111814916527333443</id><published>2005-06-07T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T20:59:25.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the hot weather just pisses me off. luckily there something like an aircon. the fan doesnt really work. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at 830 today! =) i dun believe. got forced out of bed by mummy. i thot of a genius idea for me. although its super dumb. i always wanna slp in bed of another half an hour, during which ill 'slowly wake up' so mummy is supposed to wake me up half an hr b4. so i wake up on time =) -.- how dumb. well anyway.. im so surprised that i woke up so early. n so proud of myself. haha. wat a thing to be proud off... n i did work. today is supposed to be 'do hw day' as according to mummy. well i did work. hee. another thing to be proud of. since when did i ever do hw at the start of hols. but i didnt do as much as i wanted to/wished too. my mind just wanders off after a while.. or i start stoning. im supposed to try to finish hw b4 hk. no way. anyway. i got rid of the bio stack so im happy =) at least thats one subj completed haha. although there's only the stack of bio ws. make me feel better anyway. the pasta mummy cooked today was a bit funny. like not salty but salty enough. like sweet which i dun like but not really very sweet.. n i had my fav carrot cake from crystal jade =) food makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n my room is neat. n im very happy. the cupboard has neat stacks. n there isnt like piles of papers on the table. like after a million yrs, my table is clear n there's space. i wonder how long it will stay like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh better call xw after this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want my crumpler bag. ive been wanting to get it since like yrs ago. but dunno y nv got around to buying it. mayb coz i nv really pass the shop since i hardly go to wheelok. hee. but im gonna get it. i hope so. haha. whatever i say doesnt always happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like having an icypop. but there's only ice cream in the fridge =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what work shall i do after this? hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for kor to come back with yummy food.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-111814916527333443?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111814916527333443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111814916527333443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/06/hot-weather-just-pisses-me-off.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-111806540296921528</id><published>2005-06-06T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T21:43:22.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im supposed to be packing my room now.. shh.. came online to wish kor good luck. his exam tmr. n as usual, when i ask him if hes prepared he goes okla. thats so him. hahhaa. my room is in a total mess. i used to be very neat. now(since last yr?) i want to be neat but i cant. this is all jocelyn's fault. yes. i insist. well anyway. i need to pack it. took super long to find my e math tys to do hw. n my a maths tys wasnt with it. no idea where it is. haha. suprising rite? doin work at the start of hols. well there's just so much work. n mummy wants me to try finish it b4 we go hk. n thats like next wk. rawr. thats like impossible. she says tmr n wed is do hw day. like whole day like in sch. shoots. wanted to ask someone to come do with me. but she says i shouldnt rely too much on other ppl. well. hope i get hw done. n im supposed to study this hols. but if i dun finish hw? how to study? haha. anyway. im allowed to go out on thurs coz mummy is goin out. yes. so -.- need to go collect my altered jeans. can we dun grp study on thurs? another day? den go out on thurs instead so i can go collect my jeans. hhaaa. daddy is in the states n im jealous. very. i didnt know he had 2 free days! i thot he had stuff on all the time so if i went.. ill b all alone. but he had 2 free days. damn. n he watched the lion king musical. rawr. unfair. if i went.. i would make sure we go shopping n esp go to the factory outlet. damn. n mummy said if i went i could stay in steffi's hse since ngoh ee isnt working anymore. n i could shop n shop. well. anyway. hk is there next wk.&lt;br /&gt;speaking of shopping. shopping here sucks. everywhere i go i see the same thing. went out today. so much more empty compared to wkend. no crowd. no queuing. but the shopping atmosphere seems to b missing. n didnt buymuch stuff =(&lt;br /&gt;french open was gd. although i didnt really follow this time. dun ask y. n i cant believe i fell asleep during the middle of the last set last nite. rawr. n when i woke up im like hmm.. izzit advertisement. no idea how long i slept on the sofa. hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;im still jealous of daddy. 2 days i could have shopped with him n he buys anything for me. n one wk, when he is having his dunno what meeting or conference of whatever.. i could be shopping with ngoh ee n steffi. damn. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna buy more prints stuff coz their having discount. hee.&lt;br /&gt;i need more clothes =))&lt;br /&gt;n i need to go pack my room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-111806540296921528?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111806540296921528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111806540296921528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-supposed-to-be-packing-my-room-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-111779516695443813</id><published>2005-06-03T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T18:39:26.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JUne HoliDays..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;haha.. finally it's the holidays!! okie. but in reality, it does not make much of a difference. only thing is that we dun haf to go to school for say three weeks? worst still, there are lotsa work for us to complete by the short short short short short duration of june holidays. wat is this?!?! horribllee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I WANT A GROUP STUDY!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;argh.. it's geting on my nerves. it seems so hard to even find a suitable place for everyone to meet up and use decent tables. stupid libraries! why muz there b teh stupid rule about some pathetic hours for study onlY!?! and our classroom isn't exactly the best location either. if you are reading this and some great idea pop in your mind, pls tag it.. i need it so badly.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;juz handed in the dsa form to the general office today. dun noe if i should.. as in there are only 70 places for the whole direct school admission thing and i dun think tat counts as a big number. juz by counting nanyang girls there should be more than 70 applications already. so i dun really carry much hope for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;the heat these days and the stress are really getting to me. argh. now i feel like a half baked mary turner too.. it's giving me all the headaches and stuff.. i hate this. the worst thing i haven done my tutor's work too.. and she's coming tmL!!! horribbllee.. how unlucky can i get. sigh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;byebye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;xinwei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-111779516695443813?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111779516695443813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111779516695443813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/06/june-holidays.html' title='JUne HoliDays..'/><author><name>Xinwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-111744817469913329</id><published>2005-05-30T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T18:22:56.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jay zhou!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;juz had the golden melody award ceremony. sadly, our dear jay zhou din win anything despite having his six nominations. sigh. instead all the ulu pple won all the prizes lar.. n lee hong din win anything too.. urgh.. stupid judges..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hehe. but his performance was diao lar! haha.. zai!!! haha.. i think i am going to have this thing for guys who play piano soon le..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;juz had a day of extra lessons. sigh. english lessons was so sian lar. we totally wasted our time as usual. i dun understand why she want to be so hard and inflexible. not that she dun care for us but her lessons really waste time lar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;went to prince for lunch with daphne. hehe.. ate so much.. i think i gotta skip dinner later too.. haha.. to make up for that i even walked all the way back lar.. luckily it was sa prety shordistance.. so pretty fun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i think i gotta give up on looking for my chio chio initial D blogskin for a while more first. cant find any and it's kinda irritating..tat's all.. dun feel like blogging today ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;xinwei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-111744817469913329?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111744817469913329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111744817469913329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/05/jay-zhou.html' title='jay zhou!~'/><author><name>Xinwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-111701508117601334</id><published>2005-05-25T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T18:32:15.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time to get rid of some load frm me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okay. i think i may b really boring for this entry cos i haf gotta to pour out all these thoughts. so please bear with me or skip this entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;life kinda sucks now. i am seriously doubtful of my ability. today was the last day to check all our papers for this mid-years exams. frankly speaking i dun think i did very well and there are subjects that obviously need more time and effort to master it and obtain my A1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now there's this direct school admission thing for sec 4 students to apply for.i dun noe if it's really beneficial for me. all i noe is that it will increase the amount of competition posed for us. juz this afternoon i went for some HCI talk on their sch and the DSA programme. from wat i gather, hc may only b having 70 places for dsa programme and another 280 plus places for pple entering thru o levels results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is bad for mme i guess.i noe i cant place hopes on my cca and i dun haf any other special talents that are worth special attention. so i am only left with my results. this is REALLY bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos i got an atrocious L1R5 of 14 points. imagine that. i wld b laffing my head off if any school wld even want to consider me with those kinds of mid yrs results. seriously i am extremely jealous of pple with outstanding cca talents and performance. sometimes it juz dun seem right and just for them to get into top schools so easily juz bcos of their cca. it makes me feel really helpless when i cant even carry the slightest hope of doing the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at times i can be really proud to know my limits to such a clear extend. but at other times like these, i hate it. the truth becomes so cruelly blunt, I cant help but notice how my hopes begin to diminish. I know so clearly I have no outstanding talents in my cca nor do I haf any in my academic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem more like a Jack of all trades but a master of none…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I dun really like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are constantly bugging me about this direct admission thing. And it is irritating me. It’s hurting my ego in simpler terms. I have always looked forward to the day when I can proudly tell others I got a 6 for my o level. Now with this direct school admission, students are rushing for it like mad. My mother seem to take it like a life saver, something that would ensure a reserved place for me in hwa chong. I dun want this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may feel very good and assuring if I get accepted but I am very confident of getting my 6 points. I know I haf the ability so why not do it the glorious waY? there may still be quite a distance before I reach all my A1s but I will reach it. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the present situation, I am sure to be down for at least 4 dates with my teachers. Haha. It SHOULD help I guess.. how how how??? Hwa chong keeps coming to pull students there and convincing us that it is the right choice for us. But now, my main problem is for them to identify and try to believe that I shld get in there and I shld be the right choice for hwa chong too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun know if I have been putting too much emphasis on the wrong things and areas. I noe I placed pretty much of my time and commitment on ways to develop my leadership skills. But this is not recognized by many people. It may be a bonus but never a main and steady criteria. So wat shld I dO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired. And I haven’t even done much. I haven’t even started the real race. I haven’t even started to feel the pressure and receive the drilling from our teachers. And I am already here feeling lost. Not too confident of surviving the whole year. At least not now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I will pull through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like many other seniors, I will pull through and make it to my nine A1s. (goal set by me, Eunice and Sarah for 4/8).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.. and I will try my best to make sure people around me obtain their A1s too. After tat I want to start helping my juniors and potential customers (to my tuition service) to receive their desired number of A1s too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.. before I forget, I juz changed the blog layout. Hehe. It’s the initial D one. Hehe. Edison chen and Jay zhou would be acting. Hehe. Watch it kAY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming out on 23 June!! Don’t miss it. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the end of my super long entry. If you finish reading this whole piece of boring thing that I mayself may never want to read, CONGRATS! You’ve just once again proved the power of my charisma. Hehe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xinwei&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-111701508117601334?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111701508117601334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111701508117601334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/05/time-to-get-rid-of-some-load-frm-me.html' title='time to get rid of some load frm me!'/><author><name>Xinwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-111694710810297022</id><published>2005-05-24T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T23:05:08.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. i have to say this. im still stuck at the silly personal statement. but i almost finished the activities part. except for the flag day part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i have to say that i find it irritating? upseting? that when i plan for something and everything is supposed to go that way. but last min it does not. i just cant stand last min stuff (ok although i do last min stuff like studying) like when it concerns other people. like hello? i might not be entirely a persons fault. mayb the person didnt know until last min thing too. but i just affects other people n leave them scrambling last min. n i just dun like it coz i think it reflects a little irresponsibility in someone out there. hey. i mean a person should confirm everything b4 making commitments. a person should make sure that is ok, that he can commit b4 agreeing. mayb backing out but giving notice is ok. but last min is the worse. like hello? ok. mayb i have acted irresponsibily b4, giving last notices n all that. but i just cannot stand it. pls know that ur little negligence or the little negligence of someone who caused ur last min change has a great impact on others. i just must say it out coz i cant stand it.&lt;br /&gt;i know, i may have acted like this is some sort of way or another, at a certain point of time n i would like to say sorry to all those whose my last min decisions have affected. i know i causes alot of difficulty and all that. ya. i know it is hard to change but ill try.&lt;br /&gt;but i juz have to say this coz i cannot stand it.&lt;br /&gt;i think one should act responsibily, esp when it concerns others n not only urself. if its juz urself n u cause urself trouble i dun really bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well but anyway. i bet u got super confused reading this abt the 'a person' 'that person' and all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i esp wanna say sorry to my dear ruby for 1. not telling u abt my blog. hee. it always slips my mind as u know. 2. for always changing timing n in a way affecting others n being irresponsible.&lt;br /&gt;yup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-111694710810297022?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111694710810297022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111694710810297022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/05/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-111693863042730535</id><published>2005-05-24T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T20:43:50.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im sad n disappointed again. yes. mayb i half expected it.. but its just pure disappointing coz it jus should not be this way. ok. i should stop coz ill just go on n on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowadays.. i just keep getting confused. n my head get twisted all around. is it just me? i think so.. coz i get confused all the time. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n like 5 bucks?? harlo. thats so cheating n eating my money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go hc on fri. damn. i cant play. n the form is like ... personal statement. gosh. good luck. i spent so long n i only did one para. thats besides. the point. i havent played in a million yrs. cant play. is like so much more lau ya compared to last time. ill just like embarrasse myself i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;star wars tmr. cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr will b another nightmare in sch. good luck to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-111693863042730535?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111693863042730535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111693863042730535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-sad-n-disappointed-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-111659671231391528</id><published>2005-05-20T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T21:45:12.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>that was like erm. ya. forget it.&lt;br /&gt;im was like on the com since 830. supposed to do the dsa application. yup. havent started. haha. the file with all my certs as juz so funny. i wanna laugh. the silly pic of me with that round face n round haircut is so funny. hee.&lt;br /&gt;i took like 2 star wars quiz. n it turn out.. im like darth vader... beware of me....&lt;br /&gt;thats beside the point. i dun wanna talk abt exam result. i just need to focus n look at whats ahead. whats done is alrdy done.&lt;br /&gt;went to play at bern's hse. it turns out that i can like still hit a ball. n im amused. =) tried to fill in the application form. it was a nightmare. i dunno how tamsyn finished it in a nite. ya. the space is too tiny. too tiny for bern's handwriting. haha. i think mine too. so we r gonna type it out n juz chuck it in. yes. so i was like supposed to be typing the thing since like an hr ago. hahaa. yes. im a slacker n stoner.&lt;br /&gt;whether or not ill work hard n focus ahead. i dunno. but ill try. hey.. its alrdy the end. nearly there. go for it!&lt;br /&gt;as i predicted.. its carrie n bo in the finals. cant wait for next wk.&lt;br /&gt;so many tv shows are ending. im sad.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy that i have exercised. like after a million yrs. but i fee like i just put everything back on. hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;well. dun think abt it me.&lt;br /&gt;n next week.. oh well.. just be mentally prepared me.. whats done is alrdy done. just accept it n look ahead n work harder.&lt;br /&gt;bye. of to go do the form that is totally headaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. n i forgot.. hi to ruby =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-111659671231391528?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111659671231391528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111659671231391528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/05/that-was-like-erm.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-111659476207286329</id><published>2005-05-20T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T21:12:42.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel disappointed&lt;br /&gt;i feel sad&lt;br /&gt;i feel angry&lt;br /&gt;i feel silly&lt;br /&gt;i feel upset&lt;br /&gt;i feel like a fool&lt;br /&gt;i feel super worried&lt;br /&gt;i feel amused (now)&lt;br /&gt;i feel [i dunno]&lt;br /&gt;i feel everything&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-111659476207286329?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111659476207286329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111659476207286329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-feel-disappointed-i-feel-sad-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-111658495137419722</id><published>2005-05-20T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T18:29:11.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>end of mid-years</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yoz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;juz finished with the mid-yrs on wed. haha. centuries since i last visited my own blog lar..ytd, we went to daphne's house to de-stress by playing lots of mahjong!!!.. tat bird audrey!!! so horrible lar. at first we were all gloating over eunice's situation. she had no tai so she cldnt end her game. our dear lovely smart audrey went to disturb her and fan her tile which revealed a "fa" tat pig actually went to discard her "fa" tile for eunice to win in the end lar!!! wat's UP!!!!!! i was winning. and the worst thing is the normally righht card which she was considering to discard happened to b my winning tile!!!! argh.. and eunice only won with ONE tai when i cld haf won with FIVE tai!!!!! made me lose 64 chips lar... :(...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;went back to school today to get back a maths, english and geog paper. a maths and english were average, safe within my targets.. but geog came as a shock. about 40% of the students taking geog failed i think and few got distinction. sigh. i happened to b the lucky one stuck in the C5 band..not too good though. the teachers were saying over and over again about how we wld most likely b going for more afternoon sessions.. seems as though a whol mountain of homework and drilling is waiting anxiously for us in the near future...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;gosh.. the stress is causing me to haf a horrible pimple outbrreak larrrr.. and the lack of sleep at night is causing my eyes to hurt the whole day.. i dun like this.. i juz hope i realy "pull though" (according to Ms Sia) and get to enjoy the fruit of my labour... no more playing around. maybe june would b the start of mugging le...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;oh no.. initial D is coming out on 23 June if i am not wrong. Both Jay zhou and Edison CHen starring in the movie lar. no way am i going to skip that.. hehe. maybe juz one exception...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ooo.. i shall go look for new blogskins now.. hehe.. shall change to initial D ones if possible!!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-111658495137419722?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111658495137419722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111658495137419722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/05/end-of-mid-years.html' title='end of mid-years'/><author><name>Xinwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-111642669809937480</id><published>2005-05-18T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T22:31:38.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mid yrs is over!! yahoo.&lt;br /&gt;i feel free. i think.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like blogging but i dunno wad to say n i have no mood.&lt;br /&gt;after maths we stoned in sch for like ages while waiting for wenqi. n we were like super hungry. n bought this nice thingy from popular. yummy food makes me happy =) den went to orchad n ate. was quite full though.. n we walked n walked n walked. walking after eating so much makes me feel better. n dali didnt want to pierce her ears. poo. so no treat from eunice. hee.&lt;br /&gt;daddy couldnt fetch =(&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;this pg has been here so like so long n i typed like stupid stuff.&lt;br /&gt;amazing race + survivor was good. watched the entire thing. ya. so died for chem n bio the next day. hee.&lt;br /&gt;i need to shop. yes. after being in town for like the whole afternoon. n have to drag mummy down to go shop with me =)&lt;br /&gt;this dsa is just making everyone confused la. well.. at least it is making me. and the form is like SO SO long. there's so many things to fill in. n the best thing is that there's a personal statement -.- yes. i need to go play. havent played in a million yrs n i have to go to hc next fri. ahh.&lt;br /&gt;n this tamsyn. sigh. accepted alrdy. good for her anyways.&lt;br /&gt;n tmr i have to do zuo wen. like right after mid yrs. sad.. n slowly have a headache abt the dsa application form. me n bern shall headache together =)&lt;br /&gt;star wars is finally here =) after so long. yeah. n luckily daddy has free tics. its so ex now.&lt;br /&gt;im bored.&lt;br /&gt;but im juz gonna stone in front of the com.. even though im quite sleepy.. i need to go think abt zuo wen. n i need to go think abt the application form.&lt;br /&gt;but i miss stoning =))&lt;br /&gt;bye.. stoning away...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-111642669809937480?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111642669809937480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111642669809937480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/05/mid-yrs-is-over-yahoo.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-111512117447917042</id><published>2005-05-03T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T19:52:54.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im  back. after a millions yrs. have been wanting to blog but just pure plain lazy although i have alot of stuff to say.. if i say everything now.. will be a waste of time n no one will read it.&lt;br /&gt;n im supposed to b studying now. but chatting to ruby so ill just chat a while more b4 going back to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are like just around the corner. [dun read if i dun wan too.. ill just like talk on n on n on] everyone is studying very hard.. am i? i dunno.. i started late.. not on time n according to schedule. anyway.. even if i did.. i dunno if i can follow the schedule coz i packed it like mad. hee. but.. make the best out of wat u have left. hee. learn frm ur mistakes?? but i can nv learn when it comes to this studying thing. always make the same mistakes. so far.. all those stuff that i have studied.. i feel like i only like browsed through.. i dun feel like they really went into my head. is like i just skimmed through the thingy. yup. of. gosh. i can just go on n on abt this. did i really study hard n well? although i dun have time left but.. arghh... i dunno how to say. i shall go complain to someone. or.. dun think abt it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all those with mid-yrs [which is like next wk -.-]  : good luck n all the best. n study hard, but not too hard.. dun burn yourself out.. the mid-yrs is just a gauge of where u need more improvement in.. where u need help. so dun worry so much. the results are just a sign of how u are coping n to tell u how much harder u should work of the os. so do your best. n although u feel like u have not put in the best effort n/or are not satisfied with ur results.. dun be too sad. coz they dun really count. they count for u. so just study harder =) n when u feel sad.. stressed.. lost.. just rmb that there are ppl around u love n care abt u [like me!] so yups. good luck!&lt;br /&gt;       (this is also probably like a consolation to myself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tv 'sucks'. constantine is out of am idol =((( steph is out of survivor =((( n why are the old couple still in amazing race. ok its like a gd accomplishment. but if its any other old pair its fine with me. ill just b happy that they acheived so much. but they are so irritating. like the old lady complains n whines. its so irritating.&lt;br /&gt;i feel addicted to the 9 oclock chinese show. oops. bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i better go.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n smile n u'll b happy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-111512117447917042?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111512117447917042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111512117447917042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-111425582000044271</id><published>2005-04-23T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T19:30:20.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>countdown</title><content type='html'>urgh. in two weeks' time it will be our lovely and wonderful mid-years. how horrible lar!!!! i havent even started on my revision properly yet. shall juz haf to choose subjs to study and put more focus on some lar. freaky to even think about it. gross exams..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am so going to fail my most recent e maths quiz. once again, it's on construction. i really suspect that i do construction questions at a remarkably SLOW rate. i will never haf enough time to do the questions in time. why why wHY?!?! muz have been those long stupid wordy questions. by the time i come to the end of the question, i would haf long forgotten wat was mentioned in the front. disgusting. urgh. from this, i conclude a maths rocks much much much much MORE than e maths. this sounds weird but i dun care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. we went to ms sam's house today. filled to the brim with lotsa delicious pizza!!! haha.. ms sam even commented on how much nytt could finish. hehe. i tot that was all along one of our specialty.. hehe.. rennis is so cute!!!haha.. more vocal and willing to play with us now. audrey's mad over him. kept repeating the same phrase over and over again to my poor aching ears. "rennis is so cute!!" "rennis is super cute!" "rennis is ultra cute!!".... haha. she can give birth to one soon toO!! haha.. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orh yar!!! i forgot to mention about how we got to sit in sihuan's car to ms sam's house from the mrt station. damn funny. six people had to sit behind and peirong was lucky(or unluckY) to sit in front. hah. at first, we were really hesitant and doubtful about si huan's driving skills. haha. but luckily none of us suffered. haha. but she was driving at 30km/h lar!! imagine that. it's really really slow. hehe. we could prob feel every hump and bump on the road. hehe.. so we cldnt stop laughing thruout.. hehe... but good job seniOR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then me may and tifen went down to far east to buy earrings. haha. bought two pairs and is now offficially declared broke. oh no.. i dun noe how am i supposed to survive next week.. one more week to the end of the month... and my bro's birthday's next friday!!! how ler??? how am i ever gonna squeeze out enough money...sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tat's all for today. but next week, i will blog about the building stress agaiN!!! hoho..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-111425582000044271?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111425582000044271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111425582000044271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/04/countdown.html' title='countdown'/><author><name>Xinwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-111348176584225570</id><published>2005-04-14T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T22:35:49.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this sucks. i opened up my bag after tuition to do work n i realised that i left my file in school!! argh!!!~~ damn. n i didnt even come home thinking i forgot to do something. my brain is dying. arghh. so i cant complete the geog ws. left the 2nd sheet coz i took out only one den was lazy to do ther other. n chinese. arghh. heng i completed half in sch. toot. at least i can do one hw which is maths coz its not in the file. this is toot. i cant believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oral sucks. shanni is.. erm.. how to say.. i dunno how to say.. arghh.. she didnt like tell us what we are in for. n is like diff from what we all expected. this it toot! arghh~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n my revision for mid yr is quite erm.. not following the schedule. mayb i expected to much out of myself for a day. but there's juz to much to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is patricia bday. happy birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n daddy changed to the ipod mini =) he's nice n i love him (not juz coz he changed. he always tolerates all my nonsense) wanted the pink one coz i really like the colour. but coz i know kerker like/sort of want, so i thot we can like share/alternate, n imagine him carrying pink! eeks. so gay. join the gay club man. so got the blue =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n bern is not going training tmr. goin for heats is sort of ponin training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-111348176584225570?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111348176584225570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111348176584225570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/04/this-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-111322083182512414</id><published>2005-04-11T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T20:00:31.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>temporary farewell with nytt</title><content type='html'>yO! haha.. haven blogged for such a long time. so i forced myself to write this entry by hook or by crook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. last friday was the final day of the nationals competitions for nanyang girls' high. b div lost to singapore sports school at 2-3 and c div lost to all three schools. it was pretty dampening to look at the disappointing results despite the team's efforts and time spent for tough trainings. bt nevertheless, it was finished off beautifully as the b division played a pretty good match against SSS. it was touching to see the whole team united for the last time before our batch graduate from the team. li xuan hugged all the sec 4s at the end of the game and all of us cldnt help getting teary. time really passes so quickly. though we are leaving, the sec 4s wld never forget the many wonderful and great times we spent with the team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheila and heidi came down to support us. both of them got into hwa chong. haha. looks as though hcjc is quite fun and cosy to study in. haha... me and audrey now considering going to there. haha. carmen that pig. juz refuses to consider hcjc. hmpf. haha. sheila and i wanted to ta her shun feng che if she go hcjc too. car pool is so environmental friendly and much more appealing than taking morning walks with sheila wee every single week day. haha.. torture!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i juz realised that i spent far too much money on dunnoe where!!! i was counting my money yesterday to return my sis her forty bucks when i realised i only have ard $30++ left for the rest of the month. argh.. worst still, it's only the beginning of the week. how nice. urgh.. so i xia ding jue xin, can only use ard $10 at most each week. haha.. tat shld work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so irritating!!! i wanted to buy my hunterxhunter comic book since sat. but up till noW!!! i haven even see the stupid book's cover page before!!! so unfair!!! i went to so many bookstores but everywhere also say "sold out" or "no more stocks".. ka bish!!!!! how can they do this to mE?! i am totally dying to read the book lar, especially when it's ending sooN!!! gross pigs. the only good thing is i was forced to read the previous few books once more and i am once again mesmerised by the shuai ge!!! haha. qiya totally rocks. most pple wont know this comic character but one simple word to describe him: COOL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..i sound stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prelims oral's on this thursday. so short notice lar. suddenly juz pop out this major thing. the worst thing is our class wld probably be the first class to take the exam. so sway rite? but luckily oral is still pretty easy.. haha. i got confidence in myself.. haha. eunice's in my group too. haha. she better not do too much better than me.. if not later i get very low sure look for her. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i juz got into some idol craze over lee hom these days. so coOL!! hoho.. especially 2 songs!! ai cuo and forever love. hoho.. rocks!~~ even eunice agrees that he's shuai.. haha.. and she's got "good taste".. rite euniCE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna watch jing wu jia ting.. the one that twins and daniel wu acted in.. haha. shall try to take some time out to watch it on this coming saturday. haha. erm.. shall consider who to pull along later. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my entry's pretty long already. lazy to type any more today. the rest of my fantastic and interesting stories shall be kept for next tiME!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-111322083182512414?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111322083182512414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111322083182512414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/04/temporary-farewell-with-nytt.html' title='temporary farewell with nytt'/><author><name>Xinwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-111313397716301226</id><published>2005-04-10T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T19:52:57.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the toot me thought that i have ta hand in zuo wen tmr. yes. like on sat morn i was like shit. nv bring home the cl tb and suo ming wen notes. so cannot write. den after calling xw just now i realised that is hand in next mon. yes -.- how toot can i get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy has collected his nice spec. after like a million yrs. n we juz realised that there's a paris miki at knox. hmm... surprising.. n we had yummy xiao long baos at crystal jade. it was like a madhouse outside. haha. made dad stay at his golf shop n keep a look out for the no while we went shopping. there's this nice ralph lauren and dior bag... n burberry as well. ya.. but i was happy eating xiao long baos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n today we went to get my tennis shoes =) its like worn out the the sole is like gonna come out -.- really wanted to get pq's one coz its pretty. but i dun wanna buy a same one.. ya.. ill just look at it more often during trng. =) hahaaa. got another addidas one. mummy thot it looked quite boyish but its nicer den the other addidas one. n we went to collect the free ipod shuffle... thot of upgrading it. but mummy like was ok.. not say in favour or not in favour. but she was like saying not that i really really wanted it for a long time. not like i was bugging them to get me one. den since this free one came along den just take. n if wanna upgrade muz pay at least 150. ya. so nvm. save money =) but its cute n small n super light (i dun think i even feel anything) although there's no screen n i like i pink mini. sigh.. now still thinking if should have forced her into upgrading. shoots. why didnt daddy park the car.. if he did he would have upgraded it.&lt;br /&gt;nvm. be pleased with what i have.&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;dun think..&lt;br /&gt;argh...&lt;br /&gt;i cant..&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im full. the mini bbq we are supposed to have will probably be like at supper time. hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my revision for mid-yrs have started n im happy n proud of myself. although i only did a bit. n like im super behind coz i put alot of stuff in a day. yes. like expecting my whole life to be studying only. hahaa. the last wk is blank so can push some. but super behind.. why on earth did i think that i can achieve so much in a day? hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayz..&lt;br /&gt;this is boring.&lt;br /&gt;i dun even know who will read it.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-111313397716301226?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111313397716301226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111313397716301226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/04/toot-me-thought-that-i-have-ta-hand-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-111270230389447309</id><published>2005-04-05T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T19:58:23.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im blogging. havent done so in quite a while. kor was back last wk. so ya. didnt really go on the com. even if i did didnt have alot of time to blog. i love my kor coz he brought back lots of food plus the yummy easter eggs. n of course he rmbed my bday present =)&lt;br /&gt;yes. i love my kor. not just coz he buys nice stuff =)&lt;br /&gt;but i gained weight =( must be like all the good food that we eat.&lt;br /&gt;anyway. he has gone back. came back just for 1 wk. but he will b back in june again. so fast. n like i realised.. he only studies for like 13hrs a wk! n we study 13hrs in like 2 days?! n like he is holidaying half of the yr???&lt;br /&gt;well. anyways..&lt;br /&gt;i got like nth much to blog abt.&lt;br /&gt;i need to go shopping.&lt;br /&gt;today went for the c div match.&lt;br /&gt;like arghhh. they might just beat our record this yr. like want them to do so but dun wan. ahh.. mixed feelings. why cant our record b held longer? anyway.. we will see..&lt;br /&gt;this stupid --- i shant say. really has something against us nanyang. last time scold bern for ya. den this time scold us again. coz eating lollipop while being linesman.&lt;br /&gt;is like i was linemaning. so bored n falling asleep. n the lollipop was like keeping me awake. den she came n was like 'nanyang umpires please dont eat sweet during the match' or izzit while umpiring. argh. who cares.&lt;br /&gt;arghh. toottt. den tamsyn n i thot she only tell us. but she told bern too. arghh. like -.-&lt;br /&gt;den she was like dun eat sweet. like harlo. im not eating a sweet its a lollipop. n sweet on a stick. haha. lame-o.&lt;br /&gt;ya,&lt;br /&gt;tmr got shi gao thing. was supposed to take today but missed the lesson. i dunno if i should complete reading the bk. if i do den it will take up the whole nite n i wont b able to do anything else. i wanna finish packing all my stuff. n arrange n pack all of this yrs ws n notes n stuff (which supposed to do since march -.- yes shi bai me) den i can start revision for mid yrs. it is like so freaking near. im worried but not doin anything. yes. there is so many things to study. was talking to bern den she was saying alot of study. arghh. can someone help rub it in that mid yrs are around the corner n start making me study!&lt;br /&gt;should i read shi gao?&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-111270230389447309?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111270230389447309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111270230389447309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-111225506596781490</id><published>2005-03-31T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T15:44:25.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fever..</title><content type='html'>fell sick today in school. i got a fever of 37.8degrees before i left for home to take a really nice long sleep. muz be all the stupid school's fault lar! whole day give us so much homework... how to ever finish early and sleep more?! haha. anyway, it was good toO.. Junnie said that chen lili caught the monitresses up on stage to do the nan zhong quan and i guess she had to do it in my place!! haah. loser~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hwa chong pple came tat day to talk to us. so irritating!!! i cant believe they only announced the decision to continue with the 2 intakes into JC only now!! they also went through the subject choices with us and told us abt the H1, 2 and 3 system. sarah was a pig lar.. haha. no matter how many times i wake her up, she will always be slping again the next second. arghhh.. thankfully the talk ended soon after i gave up waking her up. cant stand the way ny girls ask their questions at times. those qns are either common sensical or stuff that the pple had mentioned and explained earlier. goodness... tok about listening skills..-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mid years wld be coming soon. cant help being really nervous over it. i doubt i will ever be start my revision for the exams, not to say finish the whole revision. JC life suddenly seem more fun than sec 4 so i better start working hard and zoom to JC real soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-111225506596781490?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111225506596781490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111225506596781490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/03/fever.html' title='fever..'/><author><name>Xinwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-111166996019665147</id><published>2005-03-24T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T21:12:40.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yea. its end of the wk =) im happy. tmr if gd friday long wkend =) n danbro is coming back tmr =) jinghong is fetching him n he lands at like 5am. he is so nice. but i cant go airport =( i like goin to the airport. hahahaa. but there is like cip on sat =( at orchad. all those goin orchad beware.. hahaa. or come donate at my tin =) n its like 8to1. spoil my long wkend n steal my sleeping day. n like who goes to orchad at 8 -.- brainless. bet we will be stoning at some food place coz there's no one around. actually we will b like slacking all the time. what a waste of time loh. n there is soo much hw this wk.&lt;br /&gt;there was the acjc geog comp thingy yesterday. we didnt even get pass the 1st round -.- the scores which a ny senior in ac told us was like terrible. like the question are like -.- so hard. like i put my tikaming skills to the test again =)&lt;br /&gt;well.. my stomach seems very greedy these few days. like im &lt;strong&gt;always&lt;/strong&gt; hungry. ok most of the time. ok actually at dinner. like yesterday i came home super hungry.. den i ate. n like its like a million years since my appetite was this gd for dinner. i mean its gd. but yesterday it was like superly good. n i ate so much. havent eaten so much for dinner in a very very long time. n after that i was still hungry. yes. i sound like a pig. den mummy went colds storage so she got mac for me. french fries. koped some of her fish macdipperes she got for herself. after eating mac my stomach was like still calling for more. but i ignored it n after a while it was happy. n so was i =)&lt;br /&gt;n today. i was yes.. superly hungry for dinner again.&lt;br /&gt;had tuition.. den like i wasnt trying to keep myself awake. its like mayb coz its the 1st lesson of the yr (yes started very late. coz stop coz of comp coz schedule very unfixed. den camp n all that n she was away during the hols.) i was quite surprised i wasnt superly tired. but mummy had to fry dinner. n it smelt SO good. n became very hungry. luckily there was only half hours left.&lt;br /&gt;i still feel hungry.&lt;br /&gt;whats up loh.&lt;br /&gt;y am i like suddenly so hungry.&lt;br /&gt;mummy thinks coz im not stressed coz geog test n comp over -.- but like i didnt care abt test, n i wasnt really stressed over the comp.&lt;br /&gt;she says mayb i growing/im still growing. so she says i should go skip more. hahahaa. but i dun think im gonna grow taller. short me.&lt;br /&gt;and xw n i are quite erm.. same? we both suddenly became super hungry from yesterday. hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;i better go find more of my thingy of cme portfolio. gotta hand in the toot thingy on wed. arghh. hw.&lt;br /&gt;yea. korkor coming back tmr =) ill b happy to wake up early =) [like i am nv happy to wake up early. the pig me]&lt;br /&gt;yea. n when he comes back. he brings back yummy food.&lt;br /&gt;all my sweet chilli n sour cream stuff. yummy. n like just in time. coz finished all that daddy bought frm sydney like last wk..&lt;br /&gt;mayb i should go dig the fridge of something so eat =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-111166996019665147?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111166996019665147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111166996019665147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/03/yea.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-111141510090098077</id><published>2005-03-21T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T22:25:00.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is the 1st day of sch. n its not nice. hmm.. couldnt wake up in the morn.. sigh.. n like suddenly my schedule n everything is so packed. like comp is over n i dunno y this is happening. im supposed to b free. argh..&lt;br /&gt;daddy has new specs that are nice =)&lt;br /&gt;n we had a mini bbq =))) yummy.. n im sleepy now. n there is the geog test that i missed like last term. poo. why didnt the kelvin tan just go like i dun need to take it anymore. hmphx. im sleepy. mayb i should sleep. byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-111141510090098077?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111141510090098077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111141510090098077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/03/today-is-1st-day-of-sch.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-111132867679360950</id><published>2005-03-20T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T22:29:25.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bAcK tO SchOoL..</title><content type='html'>yoZ. so irritating lar.. cant believe my precious march hols juz ended like tat.. i haven even do anything much yet. really busy with all the trainings and stuff for the whole week... now i feel really guilty.. i haven even completed my homework k? that's pathetic for a sec 4.. but nvm! i will work harder from now onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. monday is a horrible start to another week. i shall start counting down to my beautiful and wonderful friday!!! yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buaiZ&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-111132867679360950?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111132867679360950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111132867679360950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/03/back-to-school.html' title='bAcK tO SchOoL..'/><author><name>Xinwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-111132568915504789</id><published>2005-03-20T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T21:34:49.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its back to sch tmr. poo. n i dun wanna go back to sch. who wants to anywayz. stoning is the best =)&lt;br /&gt;i spent like the entire hol stoning.&lt;br /&gt;its like my last age grp. =( saddening. yes n joce n i are so sway. the first match was like were the sleeping at the front part -.- yes. the score is like -.- although we won. lose i will juz like kill myself or something =) yes n in the next round. sway-sway-ly.. meet shuying n christine. n the score is like not very nice. actually its like totally horrible. hahaa. yes. n the last point was like totally -.- only joce n i know =) its like erm.. omg. like -.- well anyway... den its like byebye to kallang. for quite long. forever?? anyway like didnt go there last yr. hahahaa. i shall try to convince mum abt june.. but like have lessons.. hmm. when the time comes den see how. i feel lost like without training n like a goal for tennis. like even if the comp ends there's like next yr's comp. now i realise like how close (quite) tennis is to me =)&lt;br /&gt;well anyways.&lt;br /&gt;stop.&lt;br /&gt;sch tmr.. sigh.. n i didnt do chem. cant b bothered. hahaa. cant believe it. im too lazy to write. n like the stupid shi gao. its like i cannot make it. Phei qi!! i need shi gao tuition!!&lt;br /&gt;daddy's on leave tmr =) he's gonna make new specs =) im gonna choose some funkae frame for him. hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;nth to say..&lt;br /&gt;tatas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-111132568915504789?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111132568915504789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111132568915504789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/03/its-back-to-sch-tmr.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-111097018057178665</id><published>2005-03-16T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T18:49:40.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>seems like i started this chain reaction. good/not good? i dunno.. sigh.. should i go on? mayb not.. but i feel like it. steph has wrote another entry. supposed to make us all happy =)) but it made me happy n sad again.. hmm.. mayb its just me.. but when i read it i feel happy but like think.. of the eventually seperation i cant help but feel sad.. hmm... i shouldnt go on.&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;stop.&lt;br /&gt;but our friendship will never stop.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xinwei. u pigg. if u dont want my affection i can like transfer it to someone else. den u will b jealous. n u make me sound les. piggy.&lt;br /&gt;nvm. i love stephanie! =))))))&lt;br /&gt;n my jocelyn!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n im happy coz my mum forgot to wake me up. n so i slept till 1130! hahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;n im back to hw infront of the tv n i love it. coz its good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i dunno what to say n i should NOT go on abt tennis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but tmr there is comp. n i havent played since the sc match. shoots. die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-111097018057178665?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111097018057178665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111097018057178665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/03/seems-like-i-started-this-chain.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-111096692625896826</id><published>2005-03-16T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T17:55:26.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOO!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;daphne ar.. haha. i cant help but notice all the subtle hints that you left in ur recent entries. are u seriously tat mad over me? haha. but i dun blame you. my natural charisma muz haf left many others spellbound too. haha. jking. tat's enough before pple start running off to puke into their ntuc bags. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;went for training this morning AGAIN at msh. it's becoming my second official school soon lar.. scary.. one school (NYGH) is more than enough for me to stomach, imagine another one joining the list. haha... din go for the nyjc friendly though. my mother wld be furious and screaming at me if i went. sorry pple.. esp carmen. haha. poor her wld haf to travel alone then on the long boring lonely sad trip home without the great one's accompanying her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;maths hw is horrible laR!!! so difficULT!! grrr.. n ms tan pretty much zoomed through it. not good at all. cos if i cant complete my hw soon, i cant start much of my revision yet. and i desperately need to study my biology and physics soon lar!!! at least my chem is better thanks to ms fu.. erm. the other  humanities and languages shall be shelved aside first..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;wanted to go running downstairs but lazy old me always cant find a suitable time slot to go for the most ideal running session. especially when i HATE running. gross. i still dun understand how pple can get obssessed over running!?! very fun meh?! explain to me~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;my blogskin seriously so weird meh? haha. okie then. i shall keep it temporarily first till i find another better one.. tat's all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-111096692625896826?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111096692625896826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111096692625896826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/03/boo.html' title='BOO!!!'/><author><name>Xinwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-111089783816253344</id><published>2005-03-15T22:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T22:43:58.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stephie baby. i love u! really appreciate it. spending 45 min writing it when its alrdy so late there. was it for me? after reading what i wrote? anyway i really appreciate it. i dunno if im happy/sad/both. i just feel like crying.. sigh.. n i can like conclude that u are like a million times better at expressing how i/u feel. its like sort of what i wanna say.. what i felt. just that i couldnt put it to words. thanks a million. i understand better how i feel now. u are like therapeutic. i understand better how i feel n i am able to look at things better =) i juz wanna say thanks n i really appreciate it. although u made me think abt us again. esp us sec4 tennis ppl. when i alrdy made myself stop thinking abt it if not ill just like cry. but although i think abt it.. i sort of feel less sad. still sad but not so. it was definitely worth the time writing such a long entry. well anyway. thanks steph. n i miss u greatly. n i love u. n i cant wait to see u again! n go starburstss!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i feel saddened again. now i have no mood to go do work. i wanna write down how i feel. just type as the thoughts flow. but sign.. again.. i just cant find the words.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i dun think so much tonight.&lt;br /&gt;yes. life always has to go on. look ahead. to the future. but there are those times when we should look back n appreciate those who have made an impact on your life. yes my dearestestest tennis mates. life would nv have been the same without u special ppl. n will nv b the same without u.&lt;br /&gt;even if we go our seperate ways [which we will at some point] i will nv ever forget u. like steph says..&lt;br /&gt;im sad.&lt;br /&gt;cant do work now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to another topic.&lt;br /&gt;i realised that mum n grandma are super funnaeh. hahahaaa&lt;br /&gt;n xinwei are u *erh hmm* with me??? hahahaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my tennis mates - i love all of u to bits!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-111089783816253344?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111089783816253344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111089783816253344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/03/stephie-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-111081094310065337</id><published>2005-03-14T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T22:35:43.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey xinwei deary. is it a little weird. i have to agree that yes.. i am a little lazy. but u dont have to change to something this wierd rite? hee... n the tagboard disappeared. go solve it xw. i cant. i got junnie to help but doesnt seem like she has done anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight was big pigging out =) but who cares. n my room is in even a bigger mess now. didnt some hw. but like after a few questions -.- decided i didnt feel like doin. haha. as usual. so i smartly decided to pack my room. it was like in a totally chaos. everything chucked here n there. [influenced by jocelyn. hmph. to much of her results in my becoming totally messy n not neat like last nite n not packing as often as i used to]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well im back to packing my room. n hopedfully finishing my maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n this eunice i wanna scold her. xw juz called to talk. n she said eunice was supposed to call to. the silly girl must have forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n pat's article is on front page of today paper today! whoo!~ dan must be oh-so-proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n tmr meeting them at 11.. which means i have to leave at 10.. which means i have to wake up at 915! ahh!~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-111081094310065337?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111081094310065337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111081094310065337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/03/hey-xinwei-deary.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-111080708554230244</id><published>2005-03-14T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T21:31:25.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pIGS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;stupid eunice and daphne. how can u insult my poor little blogskin lar. it's new to the neighbourhood.. haha. and daphne u so lazy to change in the first place. blame it on ur laziness. haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and keep this skin for a while more. there is a great significance to it that u do not know of yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-111080708554230244?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111080708554230244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111080708554230244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/03/pigs.html' title='pIGS!'/><author><name>Xinwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-111077403330631875</id><published>2005-03-14T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T22:15:21.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its me.. wanted to blog since i was back but either too lazy/tired/not in the mood. now im in the mood. haha -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camp was fun. yes. i felt that it was a bit too short.. mayb coz i like practically missed the entire first day coz we left for the finals. luckily left b4 putting any makeup. it was like so erm... spend like what half an hr washing ur face -.- cab&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Bed" target="_blank"&gt;bed&lt;/a&gt; to kallang n nah treated us to mac. he's so funny. it was like so hot n me n tam n jingwei had to umpire cass n jolene's match. yes right. so super hot. n nah was nice enough to walk all the way to kfc to buy us drinks. hahaa. argh. i dun wanna talk abt tennis.. makes me sad.. like we have finished our last match for the sch.. n im sad.. this yr we really became so much more closer (i mean we alrdy were) compared to the previous yrs. n its sad.. what will happen after this? bern n i will stop goin for training in a while. tamsyn doesnt even go for training -.- it just makes me sad.. i really wish that we dun drift apart.. sigh.. ah ya. i dunno how to say.. but thinking abt this juz makes me sad.. oh gosh.. great. i cant put what im thinking into words -.- well it was SO much fun. being cheapo at kfc. n nah agreeing that we should go back late. n eating the indian dinner together n slacking at the indian dance. our dance! hahahaa. i really miss being with u guys =) its great. thanks for the fun times during this comp n all that b4 =)&lt;br /&gt;pq-our dearest cap. love u. although u keep making us wear our skirt after training n we dun wanna listen to u =) the best cap we ever had. go phei qi power!! =) but no matter how much i love u i still dun think ill wear my skirt. hahhaa. but den again. not many trainings left.&lt;br /&gt;[y am i doin shoutouts? hmm.. ok.. nvm..]&lt;br /&gt;tamsyn-thanks for always being there n always securing n win for us =) although u like nv go for training it doesnt matter. for the record. zero attendance. yes. wonderful. hahhaaa. continue to bring us the juicest gossip =) n i will protect u! hahhaaa. go for o levels. u can do it. n mayb listen to to ip ppl n bern n go hc. n mayb ill go there too???&lt;br /&gt;jocelyn-my dearest partner though we sort of died out. hee. miss playing with u. its very fun. n thanks for always providing ur hse for tennis thingys when sort of cant come to my hse. n for all the rides n ya. =) go us! in this age grp.&lt;br /&gt;bernice-thanks for all the rides home n being next door for me to complain to =) pls dont be so chor lorh. go for the o levels. n i know u can make it to hc. =) n i still owe u your cd. hahaa. ill try to rmb to bring it. thanks =)&lt;br /&gt;jingwei-training is quiet without u. yes. we love u n your hair. no worries. its very nice. esp when u let it down. hahahaa. i will miss the talkative and funny u. n u better make it the next time we have a tennis gathering. =)&lt;br /&gt;to everyone-ill miss all of u. hope we dun 'die out' and a love all of u to bits =) n will we break records together in hc??? we'll see =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[edited later: n dearss.. i do have common sense ok. yes i do =) and no more o-p-p-s ^^ ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;yupz. thats it. for tennis =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to camp... prom was ok la. the food was erm. alright =) dancing after that was great n fun. junnie n i were like dying in our heels while walking back =)&lt;br /&gt;we didnt win anything except for the shortest thumb n roundest elbow -.-&lt;br /&gt;but we all put in great effort for everything =)&lt;br /&gt;thats abt it for the camp. thanks for 408 esp the 12 of us for the great time =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad is in tokyo this wk. sigh.. which means if i go out.. i cant come home late coz mum will b alone. but luckily grandma is staying. but i dunno when she will go back. but still i wont be allowes to go home late. n dad wont b there to fetch me home while on the way home. n there's comp at kallang. sigh.. meaning ill have to go down myself (actually i always do) but there wont b anyone to fetch me home. arghh. jocelyn...=) lets go catch a movie again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n eunice n i have concluded that xw has wierd taste. hahahaa. (im suaning u) we both got a huge shock when we entered the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n the pics are all up. its on the left under daphne's pictures. scroll down =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-111077403330631875?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111077403330631875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111077403330631875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/03/its-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-111063427702631847</id><published>2005-03-12T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T21:31:17.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yawnz..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;i am finally back to blog.haha.. downloading some songs for my father into this silly com.. making me sleepy.. the computer is taking so long that it gets quite irritating. yawnz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;haha. the camp juz ended. it was much better than we expected it to be. at first we were all afraid that the prom night thing wld be so embarrasing but thank goodness it went thru pretty smoothly. haha. ruiyi even came over to our room to use our cosmetics too. tat PIG!!! hmpf.. came to our room, the first thing she said was "so flat"!! horrible pig.. but the kind old me still forgave her and saved her by lending her our stuff haha.. she ought to b grateful and repay my kindness.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;the chalet rooms were pretty good! haha. at least the best lodging out of the four years. two years in the hall and one year somewhere on an island. haha.. only thing that is pretty bad is the stupid air con.. so COLD!!!! even after adjusting it to 22 degrees(or sth ard there), it is still so FREEZING COLD!!!.. the worst thing is the blanket is so pathetic lar.. so many big holes in them.. we could all practically feel the cold air blow in blow out.. blow until i was so cold i cldnt sleep properly.. growl... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;then the next miracle was. we actually survived for the folk dance thing. haha. though it was slightly offtrack in the folkish criteria, but it was finally over. haha. applaud for us man.. other classes did a really gd job though. haha. the indian dance (shava shava) got many of us hooked onto it. audrey and ruiyi went mad and cldnt stop showing off their fantastic shoulder shaking dance moves. it was funky and amusing. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;orh yar!!! i forgot to mention the WIDE variety of dresses our classmates presented. the most UNIQUE dresses has to be from our class. hehe. but we cant really blame them. maybe they juz haf a different type of taste.i dunnoe *shrugs*..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;urgh.. the stupid song is still loading. taking centuries to load one single song. poor me.. i wanna play and watch the tv.. hmpf..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;there's trg tml. dunnoe whether i should rejoice or mourn over the fact? nowadays, more and more weird attitudes has been surfacing so it becomes more and more difficult to voice out our views really openly.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;soon we will haf to start our revision for the o levels already. hehe. pretty exciting i guess. but if i could only find more pple to study with me, it wld b much more fun.. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;that's all. the silly song is STILL loading.. grr.. it's driving me nuts. before i lose al my insanity i better get it done.. bye folkS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-111063427702631847?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111063427702631847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111063427702631847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/03/yawnz.html' title='yawnz..'/><author><name>Xinwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-111062915206075967</id><published>2005-03-12T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T20:05:52.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time flies..</title><content type='html'>haha.. back from sec 4 camp at last.. haha.. so short. i miss everyone now. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz changed the blogskin too. lazy to blog now. shall blog next day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-111062915206075967?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111062915206075967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111062915206075967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/03/time-flies.html' title='time flies..'/><author><name>Xinwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-111009072266860331</id><published>2005-03-06T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T14:32:02.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>daphne..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent blogged n a million yrs. n i feel like it now. 1, i dun wanna do ying yong wen. 2, i need to release erm.. i dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. rite.. the finals that was so close is gone.. sigh.. i dunno.. each time i think abt it i feel wierd.. i play like shit nowadays. i like lost every match. i dun feel like im contributing. i could my won the mg match but. argh.. the score doesnt show it la. anyway. lost to mg.. playing sc on mon.. if we dun win i dunno what will happen. we will win but i dun think i will. i mean its like.. ah ya.. &lt;br /&gt;ok. i have to say. is like wierd.. after my match den i go back put my racket den is like i feel super wierd. i mean they deprove alot so actually can beat. at first i wasnt expected to win. anyway still lost. i was like disappointed. angry. sad. den i was like i will not cry. yes. den pq lost n she started crying den yes. i cried. why am i talking abt this. argh... well its wierd. it didnt seem as if we lost. we were just laughing all that. i dunno why.. are we trying to hide it? i dunno... well who goes back to sch after n match. who goes to sch to sing national anthem n sch u den change to attire n leave. the most frustrating thing is that we played on wed,thurs n fri morn. yes. this thingy is gumbled up. dun read. im just putting out my thoughts. i have to get rid of them n im too lazy to write. rain n rain n fri it was SO hot. well. went back to sch n like everyone was asking abt the match.. yes.. during chem i was like stonning while she was talking. den just staring into blank space.. n during lab i was so tired when she was talking n nearly fell asleep. ya.. well after sch i vented my frustration on bern's class' whiteboard. i dunno how i felt. it was just wierd.. waited for joce n pq's test to finished n dumped our bags into ruby's car coz joce had piano. den tamsyn's test finished. went to 7mile market. jingwei's mom wasnt feeling well. sad. she was supposed to b there. ate ice kachang. quite pathetic. but for 1dollar. ok la. den bought food back to joce hse. n pigged out. pigging out is good. yes.&lt;br /&gt;the tennis assessment is weird. all of us got 9/10 dunno wat pq got. wanted to do together at joce hse den the thingy was closed. it opened again at nite. how den we get 9 loh. how can tamsyn get 9. is like -.- shouldnt we all get 10. n her english is worse den mine. i had to read the question like 2 times to understand it. anywayz.&lt;br /&gt;when i was thinking abt the mg at nite. its like. im disappointed. sad. n everything. i mean we all knew that i wasnt expected to win. i did my best yet the result doesnt show. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;tmr is the sc match. i WILL do my very best. yes. oh gosh. tonite im gonna start thinking abt it n be stressed.. like the mg match that day.. its frustrating. taking 3 days to finish the match. n they made us play in the rain n thurs.&lt;br /&gt;i really think i wont b able to win tmr although we will win as in the team. ya. ok. mayb i shouldnt have said that. if anyone see it they will start scolding me. i will do my best but i dun really think i can win. i need to talk to someone. hmm.. i got nth to say alrdy. ill just go on n on abt the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;i need to do ying yong wen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-111009072266860331?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111009072266860331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/111009072266860331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/03/daphne.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-110761846296522367</id><published>2005-02-05T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T23:47:42.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>daphne..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bored now.. so im blogging.. if not i wont blog. dont really feel like it.. n im too lazy to find my cam to upload the pics onto the com. i wanna go sony to complain.&lt;br /&gt;went out with mummy today.. she really ought to learn to drive. why did u give up halfway last time. argh.. taking bus is irritating. esp when its so hot and the air-con is like totally not working. and sleeping on the bus is not nice coz i cant lie on one side n stick my leg out.&lt;br /&gt;i realised that yellow doesnt look good on me n im sad. like the yellow shirt match with black bottom very nice coz its like bright.. but it sort of clashes with my skin colour. why. so pretty.. i want to yellow top. but the yellow top the yellow doesnt go with my skin.. hmphx.. bought a purple one instead..&lt;br /&gt;i got a new lip gloss. finally. but i still love my clinque =) i wanted to go check out bobbi brown but tangs didnt seem to have a counter.. so weird... bought red earth.. although i didnt really want to.. but i was quite determined to get a new lip gloss to day. so just buy. haha. dun let mum know. if not she explode. haha. got new spags. finally. those at home like dunno what happened..&lt;br /&gt;n im pissed to mango. and i dun wanna say why. arghhhhhhhh.....!&lt;br /&gt;met uncle harry.. he is so cute and funny. havent seen him in like very long. den he was like woa. each time i see you your earring grows bigger. haha. he is so funny. actually its not funny. juz that his expression and the way he said was very funny. hee.&lt;br /&gt;and my mum is really getting lamer by the day. she made one toot comment today.. cant really rmb what it was on.. i think it was the diet thingy? but i dun really think it is. anyway.. i was like saying i should go on a diet. den she was like now? den i was like after my comp. that she was like i dont think u'll make it. u will like fail in an hour. like i say n the next min i forget abt it. n den we passed famous amos and i wanted to eat. den she was like diet rite... anyway.. whatever.. she thinks my diet plan will fail in like a minute.. it think its quite true.. my mum is like getting lamer and weirder by the day.&lt;br /&gt;later she was goin on abt how like if i let u go overseas how do i trust u. or something like that. coz of my indecisiveness. coz i saw the skirt. smaller size. thot it was too small. n they say no more size.den later i dragged my mum with me to go try it coz i wanna make sure that its too small. den i saw this person holding the skirt. looked like a bigger size. den she was like deciding fi she should buy.  den i try n its too small. n the person disappeared n there wasnt another one on the rack. so i guess she bought it.. i want it. hmph. my mum was goin on abt how i cant make decisions for myself.&lt;br /&gt;i am thinking, have been thinking.. whatever.. if i should go overseas after my os. i mean i might b lonely n all that but not really. coz i know i wanna go overseas to study. only when. n i will go mel. n dan is there and so is the whole phey family. i mean jc there is only 1 yr. time is precious yes. well. mayb a bit too early to think. but i have been thinking. one reason y i didnt apply for ip coz was i am not sure if i wanna go hc. the other is i might wanna go overseas after my os. i mean can opt out la.. but like deprive another person of a place n feel bad. i mean i did talk to my mum.. den say like dun wan ip coz like guinea pig.. den dunno if wanna go hc. and dunno if wanna go overseas coz dan is there but we didnt really talk abt it. once in a while i think abt it.. n seems like a gd prospect.. well..&lt;br /&gt;i feel sleepy.. but i dun feel sleep. yes. how ironic is that. the stupid pot is like nv gonna finish dling. i cant stand one hour episodes. although longer den watch feel better but it always take forever to finsh dling.&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna get new specs. yes. n my mum was goin on abt how i didnt get it when she have the voucher. i mean that time i didnt really want one. i mean i wanted a new one but ahya.. not necessary.. den lazy.. but im determined to get one now. dunno why. i like the frames. i wanna go shop more tmr. only got lip gloss. n 2or izzit 3 tops. i need a new bag. always need bags. n one to go with my skirt. n i want new shoes. as always.&lt;br /&gt;its so irritating coz my mum always goes abt how i have alot of clothes and shoes. i dun have alot. is actually very little loh. but if i say i have little clothes so flared up. so i always like i have ok. not alot. a bit little. i can nv convince her that i dun have enought clothes and that i have very little. argh.&lt;br /&gt;nvm.&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day ill inplode b4 i explode.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-110761846296522367?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/110761846296522367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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the tennis comp.. and many many others. yes. but i sadly have to do krangi reflections. doin this coz i wanna get my brain away from it. its tired from studying chem. n i dun wanna talk abt the tests today. n my eyes feel tired.... n im happy that tamsyn didnt forget abt me =) i thot she did.. i dun wanna do krangi.. so im here. yes. n i know if i start blogging abt what i wanna say its gonna be super super long. n no one's gonna read it. pls change the blog skin. the part where the entries are are to tinnie its hard to read long entries. makes it seem even longer. ill do it when i have time... the last time layout was ok just dull. ill find a brighteR one to pls xinweI. ok. i shouldnt go on coz i cant slp till i finish krangi. byebye. another time... hopefully soon =) during the wkend? n i must do alot of stuff. i must go get my clothes. n just shop more. n bye more bags. the bags supply seems depleted... like i have zero bags to carry (or rather im always carrying the same thing) n i need to go out with ruby this wkend or i dont think ill ever go it. yup. n back to krangi . byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-110718266197717938?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/110718266197717938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/110718266197717938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/01/daphne.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-110700172363866589</id><published>2005-01-29T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T20:28:43.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back!!</title><content type='html'>xinwei is back!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. finally back for an entry since 2 of jan i think.. whoo. tat's a long time.. haha.. it's already 29th of jan lar.. tat means i haven really been faithful to my blog for ......27 DAYS!!!.. sorry...:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. jokes aside. lotsa stuff happened since the beginning of the school.. but i kinda forgot the details. haha. let's juz skip to ytd. haha. we had council swearing - in again. so UNFAIR!! i sec four le still CANNOT sit in the audi and sit in those comfy red seats and watch the council show for the last time and in the end had to land up in the LT!!!! pathetic lar.. whole LT like only a few sec 4 classes lar.. hmpfff... horRBBiLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was also the last day ms karen teo wld b in sch. very sad. she's a really fantastic and cool teacher!!!haha.. now tat kelvin tan come and take over us. sigh.. haven even taught us much then go for reservice le.. sigh, i guess this year we will haf to work harder ourselves.. oh yar! back to ms teo, we got her a jigsaw of a waterfall, chocolates and a card! cool eh? i guess she felt juz as touched too. haha.. proud of our geog class!! we are so smart! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this yr, i am the monitress of 4/8. hopefully i will be able to do a good job. and i better be lar..haha. if not the whole class will rmb me as the failure monitress after they leave nanyang.. haha. wont want tat to happen!! haha. but seriously, i will try my best de.. haha. so 4/8 pple do not fear, the great one is here to save all of u!! haha.. corny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese new year is coming.. the whole class is pretty much into decorating the classroom. though the preferences may kinda clash at times, but i guess it's still pretty cool on the whole. at least, everyone wld haf ownership to this deco.. we may not win the competition but who cares. it's the process that counts.. see! i told u i am the great one.. haha. motivating rite... haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tat's all for this entry.. i will TRY to blog more often.. hha.. aim for once a week.. but very hard lar.. i had to force myself so hard b4 i finally came to blog.. i am a really lazy pig now lar.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got trg tml.. haha. better rest more while i can today first then. haha. still got FOUR tests next wk.. hmpf.. meanie teachers.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tat's alL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-110700172363866589?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/110700172363866589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/110700172363866589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/01/back.html' title='back!!'/><author><name>Xinwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-110605821576346371</id><published>2005-01-18T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T22:27:33.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>daphne --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im full and happy now =) makes me sound so erm.. i dunno. juz ate the taiwan street snacking chicken thingy. yumz. got daddy to go buy for me =) but im still super thirsty after drinking like so many cups of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that person is such a big idiot and im so pissed when i think about it. hmph. dont think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the draw for the comp is wierd. playing in the 25,27jan 4,15feb. so wierd. i think coz like our side evss disappeared. so we have 5 schs the other has 7. -.- den only 2 matches go on a day. so we are not playing on 31jan. its just so wierd. and our last match is after the cny break. -.- break our momemtum. hmph. and the other grp has 7 and like they have so many days. n on the 2nd wk they playing on 1,2,3feb. siao la. how to play 3 days in the row. i think the draw is like so the super screwed la. heng we not the the other grp =) but like a bit easier. only mg there. we have rg and tk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we playing cc on the 25, tk on the 27, rg on the 4, and sm on the 15. argh.. like so distant the last match. cant stand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that person is so idiot argh.... like harlo.?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill miss ms teo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better go read on asia n africa. i want to quit this geog thingy. i dun seem to have time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my daddy is goin to sydney on the week of my birthday. im sad. super sad. super duper sad. it will just be me and mummy and my dog at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and y is there like a geog test next wk?&lt;br /&gt;they just tested agriculture. they barely taught the next chap. like the only thing we did so far was to fill in the worksheet -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im full and VERY thirsty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-110605821576346371?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/110605821576346371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/110605821576346371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/01/daphne-im-full-and-happy-now-makes-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-110571190103298758</id><published>2005-01-14T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T22:11:41.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>talking on the phone now with sarah n xw. discussing abt ms teo present&lt;br /&gt;totally cant decide&lt;br /&gt;yeah its the weekend and im happy!&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel like blogging&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-daphne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-110571190103298758?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/110571190103298758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/110571190103298758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/01/talking-on-phone-now-with-sarah-n-xw.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-110510642896996958</id><published>2005-01-07T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T22:06:26.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>daphne ---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just finished my midori =( i want somemore to drink...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sleepy now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sch was alright today.. found out that only me n pauline n joanne from our class taking part in that geog thingy. oh great..... rite.. wat abt the rest. n now i have to read up on singapore geog. wat have i got myself into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh. there was chem lab. we did titrations. haha. so fun and funny. anna fu is so cute n funny =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel like blogging abt today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh last nite got daddy. to buy the new mac burger. is actually mc pepper la. anyway i was so happy. i took a bite n i was like yeah!!!!!!! is mc pepper!!!!!!! n my daddy bought curly fries =) taste like the a&amp;w =) the mac person gave my dad like SO MANY packets or sauce. she is crazy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on anyway. had training today n found out the competition starts on the 24 of jan!! ah! dead. is like so early and so fast! in 2 wks! 2wks! can u believe it! thats like a bit more than 14 days. which is super fast! great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n an idiot drew a &lt;a onmouseover="window.status='smiley face'; return true;" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;" href="smiley%20face"&gt;smiley face&lt;/a&gt; on the dear &lt;a onmouseover="window.status='tennis court'; return true;" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;" href="tennis%20court"&gt;tennis court&lt;/a&gt;! who in the right mind would do such a thing! like wat an idiot la! damage my (or rather our) tennis court! hmph. looks like use a rock a write on (seems so). a like cannot rub of. idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joce dad picked us up den picked up her mom. reached home at like 715.. 720.. watch the 7oclock chinese show n ate dinner. ahh!! that guy came back! i knew it! i knew it! i was like screaming while they were showing. my mum thot that i was crazy.&lt;br /&gt;hee&lt;br /&gt;den watch the tape for the front part that i missed. den watched the teach ppl chinese that show. den i bathed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im quite sleepy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really ought to thank steph. thank u so very much! love u always. muacks! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im gonna watch my pot.. 2 episodes behind for the chinese sub one. the eng sub is like never coming out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den after that i shall think if i should sleep or do some work 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks steph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-110510642896996958?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/110510642896996958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/110510642896996958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/01/daphne-i-just-finished-my-midori-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-110484176316921529</id><published>2005-01-04T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T20:29:23.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i shall blog abit b4 goin to do hw.&lt;br /&gt;sch is now weird.. 2 recesses.. muz figure out the eating thing. which recess do i eat? i ate at the 1st today. den had no time after phys to eat. den we so hungry when training ended. eliza saved me with the chips. =) thx.&lt;br /&gt;all days end at 230. but 2or3 330! n i think 1 3. anyway its so many long days. it said 4 on the timtable but luckily is 330. they printed wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;we have to do chinese portfolio. omg. like how.. erm.. crap? is that.. argh.. we already have no time den still give extra stuff.&lt;br /&gt;our new geog teacher is like erm... lame? luckily ms teo was teachin us for this lesson. den it wont be her =( sobx. but she will b back in wk3 coz he is goin reservice. i will miss her. she is the nicest!&lt;br /&gt;i dun like the phys notes (or rather ws) i was taking out the one mr chan wanted n i have a paper cut =( its so pain. although its quite small...&lt;br /&gt;he juz needs one more 1hr period to finish teachin the topic la. den do chimmo questions -.-&lt;br /&gt;went for training at close to 4..&lt;br /&gt;my new racket is nice =) is pretty. although i was super pissed with the guy yesterday. he ordered oversize la. i thot i told him midplus. ah.. den my mum was like not that its heavier.. n the face bigger.. den he was saying alot of ppl (most) take oversize. [but dun listen to his shit. he was like totally contradictin himself. dun wanna think abt it] so juz got that. anyway i couldnt really decide if midplus or oversize. coz when using john boon's oversize like no diff. if not have to wait till like fri. forget it. dun care la. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;but its nice anyway =) somehow i hit harder.. hmm.. asked pq n jingwei to play with me when i was supposed to break. coz i come den join the sec3s coz they were playing doubles. den they go for a break but i juz came. den pq n jingwei finished their singles tie break. so i ask them to play with me. den john boon muz come n play too -.- but can hit harder =)&lt;br /&gt;oh b4 that playing with charmaine.. like volley n smash.. i can smash.. hmm...&lt;br /&gt;i like my new racket. i can smash.. i hit harder. though its a bit wierd.. like mayb not really used to it yet? i dunno. ah ya. dun think. .&lt;br /&gt;daddy calling me to eat secret recipe cake, leftover from yesterday. cocoa mocha is nice...... the banana choc is my fave =) yea=)&lt;br /&gt;n daddy n mummy went to change my diary =) yea! my brownie stripes.&lt;br /&gt;n com was nearly spoilt yesterday.. dun wanna think abt it.&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;hw.&lt;br /&gt;im sleepy..............&lt;br /&gt;zzzz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(argh.. my dad is addicted to the eternity cd! he keep playing it on the bose[spell?] speakers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-110484176316921529?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/110484176316921529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/110484176316921529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-shall-blog-abit-b4-goin-to-do-hw.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-110474746587198611</id><published>2005-01-03T18:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T18:17:45.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yo.. bloggin.. totally pissed off at school today. the timetable is totally weird and is messing up all my eating times. Is like eat at which recess. and if eat at the later one do i still g home and eat? arg.. is totally confusing. and we end at 4 on 2 days. sux.. by the tiem go back and bathe is dinner time. cannot do anything. plus Mrs Heng is like quite pissed and disappointed in the committee members i think. she expects us to take the initiative but is like when send her the stuff she does not go through it and come and ask me again and again. reading the book daphne gave me.. totally rocks.. halfway throuigh now. think can finish later...i'm hungry... and my grandmother is super worried for my brother casue he is super weak and is puking his guts out. such a bad time to get food poisoning. heard his girlfriend's sister the bouyfriend sent him back at like 3am today. he was supposed to stay at her house. so sad. they cannot spend more time together before he go back. hope he is okay..i shall go continue reading.. tata..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-110474746587198611?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/110474746587198611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/110474746587198611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/01/yo.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17464185148987812841</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-110467782826631412</id><published>2005-01-02T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T22:57:08.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haiz... i am finally bloggin.. after like weeks i think.. had no mood to blog.. then now suddenly got mood.. doing commonwealth essay now.. is so crap. i started at 6 then do for like 10 minutes then i started watchin oceans 11. then went play squash then now just come back. what crap. i got no mood to write. is such stopid topics. stop we're goin to fast? who says that lah. unless like drive too fast or like relationship going to fast or something. dun wanna go school tomorrow. hate it.. lost all my sationary. and i threw away all my chinese and maths stuff. i think is needed this year too right? arg. the teacher is going to kill me. i feel like i never do anything during my holidays. which is actually quite true cause i really never do much. just slack around and play. like never touch any school books at all. so toot. I feel tired.. i need to sleep.. i haven't finish homework..... haiz.. what am i doing. i should stop crapping and continue.. i never even get to play metal gear solid 3. my bro say is super duper fun and is like telling me do this and that. how to do this and that when i haven't touch the game. i haven't even finish playin my final fantasy 10. arg. and there's like 10 part 2. what sai... i'm totally bored.. and my mother is nagging at me.. my bones and muscles ache. my bro is leaving tomorrow. wanna go airport. but he gotta reach there at 3 and i got committee meeting at 2.30. mrs heng is asking me to do so many things. had to do chalet feedback. who does a chalet feedback?? oh man is 11. i need to start work... i feel hungry.. shall go make somethin to eat to boost energy.. wednesday got oreintation. all the stuff is with me. i must remember to bring. k. i shall start work now... ta ta... feel like eating pasta. Coffee cluub rocks!! yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-110467782826631412?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/110467782826631412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/110467782826631412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/01/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17464185148987812841</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-110455339859312883</id><published>2005-01-01T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T12:25:06.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>___tHaTs wHaT fRiEnDs ArE foR//*</title><content type='html'>hehe. today's the first day of the yer 2005! hahah.. exciting! haha. slept ard two last night. daphne finally blogged after some time! hhaah.. sarah tan the pig. so long never blog le. i think tat the decision to change the blogskin was a good one. at least it seems less gloomy and more lively as compared to the previous one. haha. muz be some pig who chose the butterfly one! hahha.. jking who ever u r.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new year pple!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... cant help feeling a bit jumpy and looking forward to monday! haha. school's finally open once again for us after a long holiday of two months. haha. actually, y cant we haf school even in the holidays? it can be more relaxing and less taxing. more fun when we can always meet and play with more people. i haven done much worth celebrating this holidaY.. for the first two weeks for the november holidays, sec 3s all had to go for their end of year programme. i spent most of my days with eunice as we did volunteer work at renci. it was a fulfilling experience and we learnt and gained much from the programme. it was saddening to see how helpless the elderly can become and seem so stranded in renci hospital. it was as though it is and will become the place where they will live their remaining days until the day they become really old and die. but then again, we see strong and determined elderly who always maintain a happy and positive attitude to their stay in renci. it is very touching to see how they can remain so confident of leading a happy time in renci.haha. not to forget the MANY MANY photos tat me and eunice took together! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the nytt camp at the end of the nov. it was a totally awesome and fun camp to the sec3s who organised it. hopefully the juniors enjoyed the camp as much as we diD! next year we will all be looking forward to coming back to nygh and joining in the fun when they haf the next camp~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then dec was more stagnant. we basically had training in nanyang and maris stella. this gave us lotsa time to haf more team bonding... haha. we even went to maris stella chalet and further immersed ourselves in fUN!~ haha.. but today marks the end. it is not as if after today we cant haf fun anymore. but it marks the first day of the year and the day when all of us haf to start gearing ourselves back into the right mode for schoOL! we had fun in the holidays so we haf a responsibility to do well once school starts too!~ haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, happy new year to everyone! may all ur wishes come true!~:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xinwei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-110455339859312883?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/110455339859312883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/110455339859312883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2005/01/thats-what-friends-are-for.html' title='___tHaTs wHaT fRiEnDs ArE foR//*'/><author><name>Xinwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-110450699059249018</id><published>2004-12-31T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T23:29:50.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2005 in like less than an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent blogged in ages...&lt;br /&gt;had class gatherin on tues.... shant list who... lazy..&lt;br /&gt;went to down late.. got a lift from fel's dad. watch love so divine... played pool.. went to krystal's hse.&lt;br /&gt;it was libing's bday n i didnt know. shucks..&lt;br /&gt;shisi bought a piece of cake for her.&lt;br /&gt;had dinner.&lt;br /&gt;ordered pizza after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;told ghost stories as usual.&lt;br /&gt;left at abt after 10.&lt;br /&gt;took mrt to newton.&lt;br /&gt;dad picked me up.&lt;br /&gt;sent qibin, yuming, choon yee home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nth much has happened.&lt;br /&gt;love steph for doing a bit of my essay for me. will u finish it? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;n i racket cracked. how smart can i get.&lt;br /&gt;should i say how.. so embarrassing...&lt;br /&gt;ok. here i go. dun laugh.. ah ya.. laugh all u want if u want to.&lt;br /&gt;i was serving. den toss the ball wrongly.. den last min i was like ah ya dun care. den i nv grip properly coz mayb i was half thinking if i should hit. so i serve n the racket fall out -.-&lt;br /&gt;den there was like a line. den i serve a few more times n crack.&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;my dear racket.&lt;br /&gt;though u are old n probably due for changing but i love u...&lt;br /&gt;sobx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun feel like blogging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-110450699059249018?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/110450699059249018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/110450699059249018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2004/12/2005-in-like-less-than-hour.html' title=''/><author><name>Daphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10568450822367865583</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-110445824240490428</id><published>2004-12-31T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T10:02:38.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last day of year 2004</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;today's the last day of year 2004. 2005 would b a major year for many of us. we would all be taking the o levels. streesss~ hehe. juz the mere thought of how important the o levels is can make me feel all nervous and uncomfortable inside. however, the arrival of next year would also mean that i would b 16 sooN! haha. tat's something to rejoice about. time for me to really grow up and become a more mature and resposible girl. realised tat i really haven put in enough effort throughout my sec 3 year so next year, i muz patch it back. muz really work harder and hopefully get a 6-pointer. difficult lar.. but quite fun to take up the challenge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;nytt has been looking pretty gloomy these few days. could have been due to some reasons. but i still prefer the happy and fun-seeking us.. haha. hopefully when school starts, things would turn for the better.. after all, it would be the last few months for the sec 3s already. none of us would like to graduate from the team remembering the sad times more deeply than the happy and jolly memories we shared more often.. haha. cheer up pple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;my brother came back yesterday from his hostel and will be staying at home till new year. haha. my sis and i were supposed to send some stuff to the news center where pple were donating things to help the tsunami victims. unfortunately for us, once we left home, it was raining cats and dogs! drenched throughout lar. haha. but it was still worth it. we had as much fun as we travelled there and carried three big bags of clothes and stuff and donated them to the news center. it was touching to see that many other people were there to do their part and donate their stuff to these victims too. after tat, we went to toa payoh to meet my brother and we shopped for his stuff tat he needs during his industrial attachment and my sis's sch shoes. haha. tat fussy pig. made us walked a LONG, LONG, LONG time before she finally decided to buy her shoes tat she liked. haha. but cant be helped. since she is the youngest among us, we would always haf to give way to her.haha.feel like pinching her cheeks now.:P..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;when i finally reached home and took a bathe, i felt quite giddy and stuff. may have been due to the rain. haha. but after taking medication and ample sleep, i am finally back to normal(at least almost) haha.. and i had the weirdest dream last night. haha. lots of pple were there too! even nytt and my ex-classmates from nyps 6I. weird!~ haha. but it was fuN tOo!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;quite a long entry already. shall save other thoughts for another time! btw, thankx eunice for helping us put up a new blogskin! cute rite?! i chose one ler. hehehehe....:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-110445824240490428?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/110445824240490428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/110445824240490428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2004/12/last-day-of-year-2004.html' title='last day of year 2004'/><author><name>Xinwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962329.post-110414476364061706</id><published>2004-12-27T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T22:37:43.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school starting in a week's time!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;haha. funny!~ we were trying to nickname the pple in mshtt so tat we cld refer to them without others knowing. but MAY the big mouth juz splat everything on her blog lor. winner lar. haha. at first i was juz kidding abt audrey's buddy. then may went to further improvise to make it p buddy and k buddY! haha. then now, pple seem to talk as if there is some kind of 'connection' between may and p buddy instead of audrey.. *scratch head* dun understand y though. is there really something going on between them or is it juz some misinterpretation?! dunnoe!~ never will noe i guess..hehe:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;today's training was at maris stella instead of nanyang. i think it's bcos school is closed for cleaning up for the last week of the year. training was as usual. during break, tifen was talking about how cute she finds one of the guys there.. hehe. then audrey dropped a HUGE GIGANTIC hint on who does ks like lar. cant believe nytt took the whole training to figure out who were involved in the love triangle. at the end of trg, may was still asking pple abt who who who..-.- hopeless lar..gahaha.. felt quite out of place halfway though. cos we were supposed to la qiu.. then i see the guys so zai i feel kinda (actually very) paiseh lar! especially whenever i am playing in front of tat person. anyway, soon after tat, training ended. then we had PT. haha. seline was funny lar. we had to jump thrice. the first time, she was next to me and kept telling me.."xinwei, not so fast" when we were jumping at quite a slow pace in actual fact. then at tat moment, it made me feel so gigglish and i started to lol. haha. the second time, when i was almost approaching the other end, seline started to pull my shirt. hoho. tat tickles lor. haha. the third time i din dare to jump next to seline so i went in between leyi and hui zhuang. but half way they started to go closer and closer and got my line blocked. haha. it was funny anyhow. haha. then the guys had to continue with their pt. they so poor thing. see they do until like hell like tat. muz haf beeen kinda painful i guess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;school's starting in a week's time. feel like changing my blog bg. it makes the place feel kinda gloomy and dead. haha. i bet junnie n the rest muz b dyin to see me again after two months of holiday! haha. in a week's time, we all haf to pia for our sec 4 year le. good luck pple~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;xinwei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962329-110414476364061706?l=five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/110414476364061706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962329/posts/default/110414476364061706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://five_four_three_two_one.blogspot.com/2004/12/school-starting-in-weeks-time.html' title='school starting in a week&apos;s time!~'/><author><name>Xinwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' 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