<?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-6543303</id><updated>2011-07-15T05:29:56.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ling</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>258</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6543303.post-115513193702646985</id><published>2006-08-09T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T21:58:57.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUPERHEROling!</title><content type='html'>i changed my blogskin cus jiahui requested it so. and i added a tagboard - cus she requested it so too. -__________________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it suddenly occurs to me that its national day today. sadly i didnt do much today ): basically i slept and slept for the past 3 days cus i was sick and i get tired too easily, so i just mopped around at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so unproductive ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;initially i wanted to rant abt the unfairness of the world, but.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired again! off to dream of the guinea pig i met in spca ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-115513193702646985?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='SUPERHEROling!'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/115513193702646985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/115513193702646985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115513193702646985' title='SUPERHEROling!'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-115392757994568185</id><published>2006-07-26T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T23:26:20.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>start y a w n i n g!</title><content type='html'>im feeling proud of myself today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can finally jog continuously around the perimeter of yishun park! and one fact that makes me really ecstatic is that i dont pant and can still breathe in normally after jogging for around 25 min. this is just so damn cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i vow to reach to my goal of being able to jog for an hour effortlessly. go rebecca ling!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-115392757994568185?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/115392757994568185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/115392757994568185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115392757994568185' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-115364475372899530</id><published>2006-07-23T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T16:52:34.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>start y a w n i n g!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Past UWC scholars from Singapore will be here at RGS to talk about UWC Scholarship opportunities for students.  The scholarship is for students to pursue the International Baccalaureate (IB) Diploma at United World Colleges (UWCs) overseas. The IB is a two-year, pre-university course and is an entry qualification to universities around the world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg! im &lt;strike&gt;quite&lt;/strike&gt; very excited about this scholarship programme! even though i realised after intensive research that its only offered to secondary fours, but im quite relieved actually!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this means i have ONE YEAR to improve my studies to have a higher chance of getting in to this college! competition is pretty intensive though. sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i wont give up! this means i would need to start studying harder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go rebecca ling!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-115364475372899530?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/115364475372899530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/115364475372899530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115364475372899530' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-115339168372916761</id><published>2006-07-20T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T18:34:43.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>start y a w n i n g!</title><content type='html'>life seems a thousand times busier and hectic than the free and relaxing sec one and two's years now. no more of slack and 'free' blocks like computer studies and aesthetics, the continuous flow of never-ending performance tasks, mugging hellish hard for tests, the heaps and piles of homework, the too-frequent yearning to crawl back to bed at 2-3ams - life's indeed hard for secondary threes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ironically i have never been so happy as compared to the last two years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my class's great - everyone is funny and cranky in their own unique ways. there's always plenty of laughing moments during lessons. i never cease to stop smiling with my great classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year, im resolving to be independent and not clingy and dependent on friends. i used to be so sooo afraid of going home alone. come to think of it now that was just so plain stupid. i even felt frightened and daunted if i didnt have any classmates accompanying me to the canteen! that was plainly insecure of me. i was so foolish then! but at least now i gain a new level of confidence and i trust myself not to fall into any peer pressure. i'll do what i want, not the other way round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be as confident as she-kaye!&lt;br /&gt;i want to be as hardworking as sabrina!&lt;br /&gt;i want to be as optimistic as macey!&lt;br /&gt;i want to be as cranky as lijie!&lt;br /&gt;i want to be as hilarious as joanne!&lt;br /&gt;i want to be as generous as cheryllynn!&lt;br /&gt;my role models(x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-115339168372916761?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/115339168372916761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/115339168372916761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115339168372916761' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-115150877421914117</id><published>2006-06-28T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T23:32:54.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>start y a w n i n g!</title><content type='html'>sometimes i wish life is happier and easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so envious of sam now. but anyway still - i decided to work harder on my studies. i want to score well for my SATS and go to australia university! no way im studying in local unis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing what i really want to do may gather some really nasty negative feedbacks and reactions - but i'll live. for i will be happier (: and i know i will be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-115150877421914117?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/115150877421914117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/115150877421914117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115150877421914117' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-115021285118730243</id><published>2006-06-13T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T23:34:11.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>start y a w n i n g!</title><content type='html'>OMG!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister came back from sydneyyyy!!!!! I SHOULD HAVE GONE WITH HER TO AUSSIE BUT NVM!&lt;br /&gt;SHE BOUGHT LOTS AND LOTS OF CHOCOLATES AND SWEETS AND BAGS AND WALLETS AND KEYCHAINS AND PENCILBOXES&lt;br /&gt;(even though the wallet and pencilbox and bag are quite ugly and so not my type, but NVM (: THERE ARE EXCELLENT CHOCOLATES!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOOOOOTS NOW I WANT TO GO TO AUSTRALIA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-115021285118730243?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/115021285118730243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/115021285118730243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115021285118730243' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-114769674556135983</id><published>2006-05-15T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T20:48:16.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>start y a w n i n g!</title><content type='html'>i feel like swearing with that f word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should have gone for the choir concert. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E6E6FA" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: March 16&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F2F2FB"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're incredibly introverted and introspective. You live inside your head.&lt;br /&gt;You spend a lot of alone time meditating and thinking.&lt;br /&gt;People see you as withdrawn, and at times they are right.&lt;br /&gt;You are caring and deep, but it may be difficult for you to show this side of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Your original approach to thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: You tend to shy away from others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Pale blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Wavy line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: July&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-114769674556135983?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/114769674556135983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/114769674556135983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114769674556135983' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-114571547989978714</id><published>2006-04-22T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T22:17:59.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever since last friday, which unfortunately is &lt;em&gt;good friday,&lt;/em&gt; i went to friends' house for discussion of PTS (performance tasks aka PROJECTS), stay up real late till 3, 4 am with 2 days of sleepless nights - i finished my math and geog pt! not mentioning a whole pile of ridiculous homeworks given by teachers! WHOOOOOOTS xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday i didnt sleep at all and it happens that i had PFT/NAPFA on that day! and thank goodness i pass, even though my results did deprove from last year. but still (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was immeasurable satisfaction, delight and joy when you printed, filed, and submitted your reports to the teachers.&lt;br /&gt;ahh i just hope i did well for my PTS. they better be - for i'll scream and yell at the teachers if they give me a low score for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im happy : D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-114571547989978714?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/114571547989978714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/114571547989978714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114571547989978714' title=''/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-114459316236271775</id><published>2006-04-09T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T22:32:42.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>start y a w n i n g!</title><content type='html'>Who Am I by Casting Crows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I? &lt;br /&gt;That the Lord of all the earth,&lt;br /&gt;Would care to know my name,&lt;br /&gt;Would care to feel my hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Who am I? &lt;br /&gt;That the bright and morning star,&lt;br /&gt;Would choose to light the way,&lt;br /&gt;For my ever wandering heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Not because of who I am,&lt;br /&gt;But because of what you've done.&lt;br /&gt;Not because of what I've done,&lt;br /&gt;But because of who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a flower quickly fading,&lt;br /&gt;Here today and gone tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;A wave tossed in the ocean,(ocean)&lt;br /&gt;A vapor in the wind.&lt;br /&gt;Still you hear me when I'm calling,&lt;br /&gt;Lord, you catch me when I'm falling,&lt;br /&gt;And you've told me who I am.&lt;br /&gt;I am yours.&lt;br /&gt;I am yours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I? &lt;br /&gt;That the eyes that see my sin&lt;br /&gt;Would look on me with love&lt;br /&gt;And watch me rise again.&lt;br /&gt;Who am I? &lt;br /&gt;That the voice that calmed the sea,&lt;br /&gt;Would call out through the rain,&lt;br /&gt;And calm the storm in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus 2x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am yours.&lt;br /&gt;I am yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whom shall I fear?&lt;br /&gt;Whom shall I fear?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I am yours.&lt;br /&gt;I am yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks God(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-114459316236271775?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/114459316236271775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/114459316236271775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114459316236271775' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-114458355713598789</id><published>2006-04-09T19:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T19:52:37.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>start y a w n i n g!</title><content type='html'>HE SUCKS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY CANT TIME GO BY FASTER? I CANT WAIT TO GRADUATE AND SHIFT OUT OF MY MISERABLE HORRIBLE HOUSE AND LIVE BY MY OWN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relax - 6 more years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats just soooooooooooooooooo fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-114458355713598789?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/114458355713598789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/114458355713598789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114458355713598789' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-114458355679421789</id><published>2006-04-09T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T19:52:36.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>start y a w n i n g!</title><content type='html'>HE SUCKS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY CANT TIME GO BY FASTER? I CANT WAIT TO GRADUATE AND SHIFT OUT OF MY MISERABLE HORRIBLE HOUSE AND LIVE BY MY OWN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relax - 6 more years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats just soooooooooooooooooo fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-114458355679421789?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/114458355679421789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/114458355679421789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114458355679421789' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-114392194681575604</id><published>2006-04-02T04:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T04:05:46.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>start y a w n i n g!</title><content type='html'>CHECK THIS OUT IF YOU WANT TO SEE THE MUSIC PLAYERS PLAYING SOME GOONG OST SONGS! its damn cool! pple playing double bass, VIOLIN!, flute(?), piano etc etc! ITS SOO COOL! even though there are some parts the violinist and the flute pple played some parts slower or wrongly but its still GOOD! go here to check it out!&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=XPsX-pzNgbw&amp;search=Goong"&gt;Goong OST Live!&lt;/a&gt; and they are so WOW okay! they can play alot of instruments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh! I WANT TO LEARN EVERYTHING IN THIS WORLD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-114392194681575604?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/114392194681575604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/114392194681575604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114392194681575604' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-114364475872490207</id><published>2006-03-29T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T23:05:58.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>start y a w n i n g!</title><content type='html'>SCREAMS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY'S EPISODE OF GOONG (23) IS SUPER NICE! even though i resent the fact that im not a billionaire to fly to seoul's hotel in a private jet and watch goong (with a translator by my side), but the soompi members screencapped lots of important and nice and DELICIOUS moments! and they also translated the parts! AHHHHHHHHH xD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF ONLY SOMEONE COULD UPLOAD THE SHOW TO YOUTUBE! nevermind if there is no subtitles! I DONT CARE! and tmr is the last episode! LAST with the special add-on thingy programme. IM SO JEALOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only monopoly's money could be used in real life. i could just get whisked to seoul in no time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEE SHIN! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-114364475872490207?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/114364475872490207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/114364475872490207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114364475872490207' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-114327083261836891</id><published>2006-03-25T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T15:13:52.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>start y a w n i n g!</title><content type='html'>sometimes i wish i were a korean! and so i wont miss out so many delightfully-delicious shows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now there is this popular korea drama, Goong/Palace/Princess Hours screening in korea on wednesday and thursday. next week will be the finale! i hope some kind souls would put up the show asap in youtube or make it avaliable for downloading. and i heard there will be a season 2 of 4 episodes for Goong! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im busy downloading the avaliable episodes. super funny and i must say its as good, or even better than full house! : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go to http://www.soompi.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=274&amp;st=0 for more details of the show. you wont regret watching it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky koreans!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-114327083261836891?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/114327083261836891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/114327083261836891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114327083261836891' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-114270121655197180</id><published>2006-03-19T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T01:00:16.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>start y a w n i n g!</title><content type='html'>sassy girl chun-hyang is really nice and hilarious! x) special thanks to eelyn and suchin who bought it for me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go watch! its not very thaat draggy, as exciting as full house (not as draggy tho) and just haha FUNNY (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go chun-hyang!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-114270121655197180?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/114270121655197180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/114270121655197180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114270121655197180' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-114247875751236200</id><published>2006-03-16T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T11:16:13.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>start y a w n i n g!</title><content type='html'>RAAAAR MY DUMB BROTHER REFUSES TO GO TO 7-ELEVEN TO BUY THE PAPER STAND OF MAPLESTORY! I WANT TO DIVE INTO AQUA WORLD TODAY OK. to think i actually slept on the floor last night so that i can wake up earlier to play maplestory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-fumes- and i cant just walk over to 7-eleven and buy the paper stand. it will be a total loss of face : MY face. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i actually went to kbox with jiaying sijia and benita. FIFTEEN BUCKS FOR A SMALL ROOM AND 2 HEAVY MIKES. alright i actually once swore never to go such places. its the same as just singing in my bathroom just that the cost would be the water. but haha benita had her thing so we couldnt go to wild wild wet ): oh i sang and screamed. i had to. otherwise i wouldnt feel good with my fifteen bucks. but i would never go there again. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we went to marche after that! yum(: ROSTI! ICECREAM! and not to mention when i joined my parents at ah yat abalone restaurant, ANOTHER ICECREAM + ORANGE JUICE + ABIT OF FRIED RICE. nevermind the fact that they're leftovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to jog and swim today to burn off the calories accumulated this week! HO (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh before i forget, HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHI HUI FROM THE EVER SWEET 107!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-114247875751236200?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/114247875751236200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/114247875751236200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114247875751236200' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-114147681464979796</id><published>2006-03-04T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T20:53:35.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>start y a w n i n g!</title><content type='html'>for once in my entire lifetime, im motivated to learn one CO song well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im officially addicted to hungarian dance no.5! wish i could play the erhu pu instead of gaohu's. erhu play more than gaohu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brahms ROCKS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-114147681464979796?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/114147681464979796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/114147681464979796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114147681464979796' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-114087072021527629</id><published>2006-02-25T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T20:32:00.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>start y a w n i n g!</title><content type='html'>nowadays im pleased with channel 5's choice of movies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last sat, they screened "Kate &amp; Leopold" by Meg Ryan and Huge Jackman! for the saturday night movie and sunday prime movie, "Catch Me if You Can" by Leonardo DiCaprio and Tom Hanks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annnddd later they're going to show "Sweet November" at 1030 later! everyone must remember to watch xD Its by KEANU REEVES! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week they are going show: ROAD TO PERDITION&lt;br /&gt;Cast: Tom Hanks!!!, Paul Newman, Jennifer Jason Leigh, Jude Law &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;and on Mar 11, The Pianist&lt;br /&gt;Cast: Adrien Brody, Thomas Kretschmann, Emilia Fox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isnt it such coincidence that there is Evolution movie tmr when we are going to be tested on evolution for bio next week? haha bio tchr says its not accurate but im going to catch it nevertheless! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEANU REEVES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-114087072021527629?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/114087072021527629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/114087072021527629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114087072021527629' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-114062603366066561</id><published>2006-02-23T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T00:33:53.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>start y a w n i n g!</title><content type='html'>there is only one word to describe sec three's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hectic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're all very busy especially during the examination period (week 8 to 10). On normal days i could always afford to go out for a jog, chill in front of the tv and take some time to read books. nowadays i would only reach home at 7 or 8, and the days which i will reach home early are spent on napping before mugging for tests and completing homework throughout the night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i thought that i regret&lt;br /&gt;1. joining HSSRP (NTU) for RS. that university is bldy far and the professor might think im such a dumbo and regretted mentoring me.&lt;br /&gt;2. joining a second CCA when CO is already quite an excellent CCA. ( i only meant the people in it, not the activity)&lt;br /&gt;3. trying out as a PSL. there's quite alot of duties and proposals to attend to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus i wouldnt have any time for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;1. im willing to try as HSSRP is quite a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for me to try out and raise my standards of reports and proposals. nevermind if i embarrass myself.&lt;br /&gt;2. i get to know more people and i believe that NPCC (sea) would be fun and engaging.&lt;br /&gt;3. i get to know the sec ones and they turn out to be such a sweet lot (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shouldnt complain when there are actually fellow schoolmates out there even much busier than me. if they cant do it, why cant i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i previously mentioned, move on, lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! and im actually rather excited to meet co juniors tmr! i missed the xianyue introduction last thurs due to SLI decor duties. but its alright (= that leaves me with more time to decide what kind of senior i want to be which is - dao and terrifying! it wasnt very successful with the sec twos last year unfortunately because i kept forgetting i had to be dao and serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its alright - practise makes perfect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-114062603366066561?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/114062603366066561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/114062603366066561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114062603366066561' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-114043195514707644</id><published>2006-02-20T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T18:39:15.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>start y a w n i n g!</title><content type='html'>i went to the bus interchange as normal and walked straight to the queue of bus 806 when i realised at the glance, my ex-classmate Han Ping (i think) was standing in front of me. he was talking quite spiritedly initially but at the sight of me, he blackened, stood up straight and hurried his friend in front of him to move along with the queue to his bus 804. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around a minute later, another ex-classmate, Marcus, walked past me and he looked at me with a minge of surprise. (not surprisingly for we havent met a single time for the last 2 years) he, however, smiled and walked on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what surprisingly different reactions. haha but at least im not such a freako cus marcus didnt stare or panic like im some ailen from planet abc. only hanping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i was rather confident of my math test initially. i thought i had all the steps right for all my questions until i started comparing answers with shermine, sabrina and benita. all my answers seemed different from them. now im totally screwed up and i sincerely pray i wont fail my math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well what can i do about it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;move on lady.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-114043195514707644?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/114043195514707644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/114043195514707644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114043195514707644' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-113972151295596141</id><published>2006-02-12T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T13:18:33.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>start y a w n i n g!</title><content type='html'>im glad i joined npcc sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll get to experience OBS again! learn shooting! go for jetty jumps! learn canoeing! and all the new things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds exciting x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-113972151295596141?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113972151295596141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113972151295596141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113972151295596141' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-113913302280500383</id><published>2006-02-05T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T17:50:22.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>start y a w n i n g!</title><content type='html'>I AM SO FRUSTRATED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO TEAR MY CHEMISTRY HW INTO PIECES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO CARES WHAT'S GRAHAM'S LAW OF DIFFUSION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DONT CARE ABOUT DIFFUSION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I STILL LEFT CHI AND GEOG ESSAY, ENGLISH GRAMMAR HW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im feeling a little better now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-113913302280500383?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113913302280500383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113913302280500383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113913302280500383' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-113904716117981268</id><published>2006-02-04T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T18:09:04.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>start y a w n i n g!</title><content type='html'>house prac is so meaningless. i remembered when i was sec one, i used to dread them. we had to cheer, run, try out for tryouts, go for training, learn mass dance last min - everything. and seriously, i was so bored. basically im not a very easily hyped-up person. i dont cry, i dont hug, i dont try to impress, i dont give a damn about unimportant things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today lijie and i were helpers for shot-put reselection. nicole and yumeng got in : D 107 rocks. yay for them! oh but i was very irritated over an incident that happened when the waddlelians came for their tryouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;barara (the i/c) went somewhere to do some stuff and thus when the waddlelians came, they couldnt do their tryouts. so the sec 2/3/4 waddle capt (of track and field) went to find her and the sec ones were left behind. probably its due to peer pressure. probably they think its cool to sass a senior. probably they were just trying desperately to get attention. i dont know why this girl just had to sing (probably cus i was wearing richard tee), (ok, i forgot the lyrics of the song &gt;&lt; but the last sentence was) richard is always no. &lt;strong&gt;5&lt;/strong&gt;, yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excuse me, what was i supposed to do with this disrespectful sec one? yes, i know that she's very enthusiastic over her house, thats a good sign but excuse me? that doesnt mean that she can go around and insult other houses, especially that she insulted richardson to be the last. ok honestly i wasnt really fired up over the insult, i was angry over her and the gang's attitude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt going to turn to face the gang, smile like all nice seniors do and laughingly say, "dont be like that la." they got to learn that their insolent attitude is NOT GOING to earn respect and attention from other people. so, i refused to face them and just merely said in this stony and bored tone, "that's so funny. thanks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, there was silence. the sec ones didnt know what to react to my reaction. they thought lijie and i would laugh and smile at their &lt;i&gt;little joke&lt;/i&gt; they were shocked, i think. i hoped after this incident, they learn to watch what they say before the consequences roll into their reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness 107 arent like them. thank goodness i got them :) raaar everything is currently pissing me off now. i shall jog and get out of the house, before i turn nuts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-113904716117981268?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113904716117981268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113904716117981268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113904716117981268' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-113868715600718609</id><published>2006-01-31T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T13:59:16.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>start y a w n i n g!</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=3&gt;CNY IS BORING&lt;/font&gt; as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to GENTING HIGHLANDS with the young family. from what i heard, the sons were being forced by their parents to go to gh apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its boring, not interested in angbows, my hw is piling, and i was miserable in gh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that im back home, life's still boring, im not interested in angbows and my hw is still piling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-113868715600718609?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113868715600718609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113868715600718609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113868715600718609' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-113827722679014724</id><published>2006-01-26T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T20:07:06.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I will rise, on eagle's wings</title><content type='html'>life's great so far after OBS! i feel so greatly blessed by my great heavenly father. he rocks (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like for instances, this stupid big com couldnt work. whenever you press the 'on' button, it will shine for a moment before the com auto closes itself. i press a dozen no. of times before i gave up. so i prayed to God and tata, one press, its done! im so stupid not to pray to God earlier and quicker to help me on my com xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new year's resolutions&lt;br /&gt;1. be very serious about erhu.&lt;br /&gt;(after all, i just need to be serious for just 2 more years and im outa of co! so i should put my best foot in)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. improve my math and english.&lt;br /&gt;i will not fail any single english compo this year. i must at least reach a 20 for my compo! and my math too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. eat lesser chocs.&lt;br /&gt;rather hard thing to curb, but will try : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. jog for at least twice a week&lt;br /&gt;more than 1 km at least. i must score below 14 min!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'll rise, on eagle's wings with GOD'S FAVOUR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch out, 2006!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-113827722679014724?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='I will rise, on eagle&apos;s wings'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113827722679014724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113827722679014724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113827722679014724' title='I will rise, on eagle&apos;s wings'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-113724926597866885</id><published>2006-01-14T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T00:17:29.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I will rise, on eagle's wings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/"&gt;I will rise, on eagle's wings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my specs is crooked! damaged! spoilt! thanks to 2 huge s_ _ _ _s from my great m.&lt;br /&gt;she deserve some silent treatment from me. the plus side of the situation is i can finally get a new spectacles. however, i could only use her old spec's frame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!@#$%^&amp;^&amp;)()@#$@*)*_!*&amp;!#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, going to obs soon! and i havent packed yet! but with lisa accompanying me to do the last min shopping - NO WORRIES : D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-113724926597866885?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='I will rise, on eagle&apos;s wings'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113724926597866885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113724926597866885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113724926597866885' title='I will rise, on eagle&apos;s wings'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-113664448757252170</id><published>2006-01-07T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T22:34:47.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have to admit, sec one orientation camp overnight is fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though this week has been a terribly busy plus seriously-lack-of-sleep one, its still fun and exciting! on thursday night after cca, i went to andrea's damn big house to bake for the sec ones with kimberly and keyvna at 9 pm k. went home at 12 plus, packed bag till 1 plus! very tiring k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and the RI sessions and PSL sessions are very fun la. at first the 107ers were soo quiet and un-enthu. later on they turned out to be so cute and funny xD oh and i realised how bad my memory can be. no matter how i try, i can never match their names with their faces. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shihui in 107 is from same primary school, same bday and same register no. as me. SO COOL (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soffia, the class pit is so funny and sociable. kim soffia and me were chatting and chatting annndd chatting non-stop in the hall(where the sec ones sleep) at night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i particulary enjoy the moments when i have to chase and bang the doors to hurry the sec ones to get out of their bathrooms in 3 min time. no one succeeded tho and we were screaming out lungs. SO FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;107'06 got 3rd in our concert. WHOOO HOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time passes rather quickly even though at the end of the day my legs were super duper sore that i couldnt even walk properly and my joints near my hip would be so damn painful each step that i take. i like my psls, spsls and 107ers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;107 rocks xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-113664448757252170?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113664448757252170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113664448757252170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113664448757252170' title=''/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-113578350568961851</id><published>2005-12-28T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T23:25:05.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my op mini luggage bag slung over my shoulder, one hand grabbing a bag full of pomelas and the other - my sister's shopping bags, i staggard to my house doorstep. the phone rang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was my call and i realised i had to do urgent seating arrangements proposal by tonight. 0.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH. and my huibao is tmr! and i didnt touch my erhu for at least a week. im seriously wrecking my huibao. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i realised msia is showing lots and lots of korea dramas! they already showed da chang jing, full house, lovers in paris, sweet 18 etc etc and now currently my 19 year old sister-in-law and wonderful life! SINGAPORE OUGHT TO BE ASHAMED OF HERSELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but overall, even though its great to be back in my fav uncle's house, there was no more bikes for me to ride around the village (all the family members upgraded to motorbikes), the wedding is boring, mosquitoes were plentiful, the home ride was terrible. oh but for once genting is pretty nice. I DIDNT KNOW THE KOREA VIDEOS WERE SO CHEAP! and i regretted buying 'my little bride' and 'innocent steps' in singapore. but nvm, i bought 'he was cool' and '100 days with mr arrogant'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now its 1130. i should go prac my erhu if i dont want to die tmr (: ta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-113578350568961851?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113578350568961851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113578350568961851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113578350568961851' title=''/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-113526704663502734</id><published>2005-12-22T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T23:57:26.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Equivelant Trade</title><content type='html'>im sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost my wallet for 2 days alr ): my ez-link card! my receipts! my house card! my house keys. goodness. but im damn positive that i brought it back home ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis bought me an orange lamp for christmas. my bro gave me korea movies. they're nice (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want Sweet 18 (a korea drama!)! its very nice k after detailed research. somehow im going to get it. xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiayou ling!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-113526704663502734?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.feeather-life-.blogspot.com' title='Equivelant Trade'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113526704663502734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113526704663502734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113526704663502734' title='Equivelant Trade'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-113517206794289958</id><published>2005-12-21T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T21:34:28.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Equivelant Trade</title><content type='html'>im HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finished watching love story at harvard, my little bride and innocent steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICE! kim rae won has big nose tho. and i think he looks so much better in LSAH than in MLB. he shldnt curl and dye his hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still think full house is the best xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more shows!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-113517206794289958?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.feeather-life-.blogspot.com' title='Equivelant Trade'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113517206794289958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113517206794289958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113517206794289958' title='Equivelant Trade'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-113508024547035561</id><published>2005-12-20T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T20:04:05.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Equivelant Trade</title><content type='html'>life's good for once finally (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it had been a hectic december for me. proposals, talks, meetings came in one after another. im overwhelmed, extremely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to attend &lt;strike&gt;boring&lt;/strike&gt; talks which im not allowed to even take a quick nap because &lt;i&gt;they&lt;/i&gt; will start nagging and lecturing that this isn't the right attitude of the student leader. everybody's eyes are on you and you ought to be setting a right example blah blah blah. whatever. i got lectured once by one of the &lt;i&gt;they&lt;/i&gt;. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly i didnt sleep at all during the two-days long briefings. i was exhausted, my eyes almost-closed and grumbling with the same old words repeating in my mind, "why cant they just attach the powerpoint slides in yahoo groups and we just flip through ourselves?" great training though, after such gruelling experiences, i dont think i will ever doze off even in the most boring lessons. blessings in disguise? hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im extremely worried. despite informing the psb that i have cca duty during CCAO, they put me as one of the tour guides for 107. so which duty should i do? great and i just read an email that im one of the unlucky i/cs for mini orchestra on 30th. i dont even have time to prac my instrument! and i have long forgotten the pieces. groan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also informed them that i will be on holiday &lt;i&gt;long ago&lt;/i&gt; on reporting day 23rd, they still included me in the duty list. honest. class i/c and selling of rafflesian products. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!@#$%^&amp;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont even have time for maple story ok. ): and my cousin has been playing for me (only the thieves that i allowed tho ^^) im miserable. and when i finally reached home, all i wanted were peace and breaks all my family can contribute is to nag at me, exclaiming about my attitude, yelling at me. man, im frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only free days i have are on tuesdays. so i went out with vivien today xD i watched pride and prejudice. nice movie, im intrigued and i want to read her book. and gladly, vivien bought it. HAHA, cant wait to read it xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i want to watch love story at harvard properly. i skipped alot of parts and watched only briefly in the computer as i had no time and could only watched near midnight. LOVE STORY AT HARVARD IS VERY NICE AND ROMANTIC. even though it is damn boring for the first 4 episodes. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall treasure tmr too! going out to shop with lisa for christmas presents. cant wait (x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-113508024547035561?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com' title='Equivelant Trade'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113508024547035561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113508024547035561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113508024547035561' title='Equivelant Trade'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-113474518590401466</id><published>2005-12-16T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T22:59:45.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Equivelant Trade</title><content type='html'>now i just wish there is no jixun, no trainings, just nth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im dying and i need a break and i want my swim. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-113474518590401466?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.feeather-life-.blogspot.com' title='Equivelant Trade'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113474518590401466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113474518590401466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113474518590401466' title='Equivelant Trade'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-113419430198876266</id><published>2005-12-10T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T13:58:22.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Equivelant Trade</title><content type='html'>my family sucks one big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to graduate from uni. i never want to see them again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-113419430198876266?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.feeather-life-.blogspot.com' title='Equivelant Trade'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113419430198876266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113419430198876266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113419430198876266' title='Equivelant Trade'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-113406285896625367</id><published>2005-12-09T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T01:27:39.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Equivelant Trade</title><content type='html'>if only i am a safra member, i can swim anytime i want. but apparently, dream on. i'm a singaporean pr ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays are ending soon. im sad. it just seems that eoys were just yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still, there is christmas shopping to look for! and christmas cards to write on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hallelujah to the celebration of the birth of Jesus Christ!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-113406285896625367?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.feeather-life-.blogspot.com' title='Equivelant Trade'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113406285896625367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113406285896625367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113406285896625367' title='Equivelant Trade'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-113361043202608357</id><published>2005-12-03T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T19:47:49.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Equivelant Trade</title><content type='html'>frankly im pretty disappointed with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i could play much much better during my practical test. why the hell am i just so scared of playing alone in front of everybody? i was practically trembling throughout the three songs. each time one song ended, i just keep telling myself, ok chill. just play better at the next one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, may i pray i can get a pass. and if i do, i'm not taking anymore kaoji. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nvm (: yannie is treating me a freeeeeeeee lolipop! so its quite a console afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to see her! haha! good luck to the rest who havent taken (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-113361043202608357?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com' title='Equivelant Trade'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113361043202608357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113361043202608357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113361043202608357' title='Equivelant Trade'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-113345541674641097</id><published>2005-12-02T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T00:43:36.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Equivelant Trade</title><content type='html'>i have never been so proud of myself =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;val and jiahui couldnt join me for swimming for some reason so jasmine came and swam with me. well, sort of xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey i think im a rather good teacher ok! this time round jasmine could finally float for er some time (around 10s?) before she sinks. much better than last time. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still think she should join me to jog one of these days. ought to improve her stamina. or maybe we could go to the park's fitness centre and train her on sit-ups and push-ups and especially the monkey bar xD that would definitely help in her swimming lessons (: or maybe i should surf the net for more tips of teaching the right strokes for students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, im such a nice teacher to be caring for her student. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-113345541674641097?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com' title='Equivelant Trade'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113345541674641097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113345541674641097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113345541674641097' title='Equivelant Trade'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-113316560781637667</id><published>2005-11-28T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T16:13:27.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Equivelant Trade</title><content type='html'>im again sinking deeper into depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was surfing through forums of ms and of all the forums, the conclusion is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;among fighters, pages and spearmans, pages level much slower. and its only easy to level once you reach 90.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. and im a PAGE? nvm that, i shall perserve. i can reach lvl 90 hopefully when i reach uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aja-aja-five-ting! (full house xD)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-113316560781637667?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113316560781637667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113316560781637667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113316560781637667' title='Equivelant Trade'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-113314575676579879</id><published>2005-11-28T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T10:42:36.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im miserable.&lt;br /&gt;im sad.&lt;br /&gt;please pat this poor lad,&lt;br /&gt;before she goes mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maple story is down! and it will only be back till tmr's noon.&lt;br /&gt;IF only wls's lesson is today, i could have easily spent this day freely and quickly ): tmr im going for her lesson and swimming with val + jiahui too. AH POOR MS! poor pwee! poor fwee! poor pliferer! they must be missing me ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im addicted to ms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-113314575676579879?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113314575676579879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113314575676579879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113314575676579879' title=''/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-113275688074795717</id><published>2005-11-23T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T22:41:20.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>psb</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;PSB camp&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 1, Monday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically the first day we got splited up into 8 groups. i was in group 5 with group members cheryl ang, tammy, flora, shen yi yin and zhixian. oh and my group is called the HANDS (: cus each of our hands has &lt;u&gt;f&lt;/u&gt;ive &lt;u&gt;f&lt;/u&gt;at &lt;u&gt;f&lt;/u&gt;ingers thus, we're your wonderful hands. haha sort of those kind of things. qianling and deborah were our group i/cs. oh the first thing we had in the morning is the DiSC talk! i thought it was the best talk i ever had. its rather interesting i thought. basically DiSC is one of the methods to help you see for yourself who you really are. and i thought its pretty accurate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Domineering/Direct&lt;br /&gt;Influencing&lt;br /&gt;Steady&lt;br /&gt;Conscientious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people in high D are the people who are firm in their decisions and complete things in a very fast manner. same goes to C just that they instead of doing things fast, they like to do things maybe slowly to get the best quality out of their work. those people are task-orientated. whereas high I and high S are people-orientated. people in high I are the party of the life, always high and cheerful while high S people accepts aggression and affections who agree everything you say and dont want to disappoint you. (this is somewhat brief actually)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly im in the S group. i rather be a D or C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was also this angel-mortal system. my mortal was yiyin. haha not that exciting but then still. and i was rather lazy to check out the letters and replying them :S poor yiyin to have such an angel like me. oh my angel was joelynn. somehow i could sense that it was her from the begining. am i smart or what. HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh after that were the station games. i especially love the vollyBOMB game, quite wet-ening though. but i love water games, so i didnt mind if i were wet xD the shower was chilling cold but i thought it was okay. last time when i was in malaysia and we didnt have water heater (the water was from the well!) - those water are the ones that can make you shiver, so im ADAPTABLE (: i cant rmb what happened after that but later we had debrief, shared our reflections and OFF TO SLEEP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the talk was sometimes boring sometimes fun. oh they asked which are the 3 items do you want to bring with you if you are stuck in an island. i said bible helicopter and money. but maybe helicopter thingy isnt very realistic since i dont know how to operate it and i will just die immediately even if i manage to fly it. im thankful for the counsellor though, that she understands the talk is boring. i was so tired and when she said," alright im off to photocopy things, you all can nap for a while." I WAS ELATED OK and i immediately doze off. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had station games of teamwork. we built a tall stable tower (im so proud of it!) out of newspaper! oh and this was one interesting game that the stationmasters used 4 long rectangle tables and formed a square out of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v250/garlchaos/camp.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sth like that! the tables are really long ok. and my partner was joelynn, and er we both are rather vertically challenged but in the end after the fifth attempt we made it! we are zai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talenttime! the HANDS got 1st! and i acted as one of flora's bfs. (she had 3) and one last conclusion: I CANNOT ACT. its so unnatural and i was so freaking nervous as to what to say. maybe not nervous but i think its embarassing for me to act. i prefer to do the backstage kind of stuff. no acting for me. and to think we might be performing in front of the whole school next february. and now im half-wishing we didnt won. ): oh haha i enjoy group 4's performance best. SO FUNNY. and i love their cheer! 1, 2, 3 -claps- times 2! lol! and i think it is the fact that our group had 2 Ds, 2 Is, 2 Ss, 2 Cs (cheryl was D+C while tammy is S+C though she really ought to be an I too) and we were like, er ok, we got 1st while other groups were cheering like mad. we're a calm group! haha and we really arent those kind that will go real high i suppose. or rather its for me. i dont like to get high. but we were walking, jus smiling, no cheer, no nothing, and just shook hands and went back to sit. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was night surprise and it isn very eventful. being short-tempered i got frustrated so yeah i was rather pissed. but thinking back, i could have tried to be more patient and understand that it isnt very easy to start and organise games. so yeah got to learn from it but it is tiring. from 9 to around 12 we had to hunt arnd for clues with hands linking each other. :S our group was rather unlucky. ah sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah and cheryl got cookies! so me mel cheryl and flora were happily chewing the cookies. DELICIOUS and simple HEAVEN when you have beehoon for lunch and dinner. haha. and we slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got another talk by ms mariette ong. and after tht its badge initiation and dotting ceremony. and we had free SUBWAYS from mrs wee! I LOVE SUBWAY!!!!!!!!!!!!! if only there is a subway in school, I WOULD EAT IT EVERYDAY! subways are seriously much better than mcdonalds, kfc or whatever! and i went home and SLEPT (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion?&lt;br /&gt;haha, i feel bad sometimes during group discussions that i didnt talk much acutally. but in reality i was thinking for new ideas and i didnt want to talk crap or sth. i really dont get high actually but i feel unnatural if im high. but next year i'll try harder and talk more. ): i need to try harder i guess. i need to be more patient and curb my short-temperedness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSB CAMP FOREVER! even though i dont like camps(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/6543303-113275688074795717?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='psb'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113275688074795717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113275688074795717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113275688074795717' title='psb'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-113197834399519894</id><published>2005-11-14T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T22:25:45.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Equivelant Trade</title><content type='html'>alright. i shall insist on this statement:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;height is NOT equivalent to your age!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was with lisa as usual on sunday, queuing up for church's service 2, when this young lady approached LISA and talked to her about the youth service, DARE. and when the lady looked at me, she said, "er, are you in primary... oh are you her classmate?" SIGH. SIGH SIGH SIGH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it cant be helped that i inherit my father's short genes ok! and i bought a skipping rope! finally! i better gain 3 or 4 cm at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HRUMPF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOALS&lt;br /&gt;1. study english&lt;br /&gt;2. study math&lt;br /&gt;3. prac erhu&lt;br /&gt;4. study theory&lt;br /&gt;5. jog/swim more&lt;br /&gt;6. sleep less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;7. buy a skipping rope&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. play ms max. 3 hours per day&lt;br /&gt;9. wake up at 7 instead at noon&lt;br /&gt;10. find more nice shows to watch xD&lt;br /&gt;11. watch legend of zorro, just like heaven&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-113197834399519894?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com' title='Equivelant Trade'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113197834399519894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113197834399519894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113197834399519894' title='Equivelant Trade'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-113179265160290897</id><published>2005-11-12T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T18:50:51.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Equivelant Trade</title><content type='html'>its time to do something right! i've been slacking away these days ): but there were simply so many shows to watch xD and maple story to play. HOHO xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;GOALS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. study english&lt;br /&gt;2. study math&lt;br /&gt;3. prac erhu&lt;br /&gt;4. study theory&lt;br /&gt;5. jog/swim more&lt;br /&gt;6. sleep less&lt;br /&gt;7. buy a skipping rope&lt;br /&gt;8. play ms max. 3 hours per day&lt;br /&gt;9. wake up at 7 instead at noon&lt;br /&gt;10. find more nice shows to watch xD&lt;br /&gt;11. watch legend of zorro, just like heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simple goals! short-term goals! i must accomplish!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-113179265160290897?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com' title='Equivelant Trade'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113179265160290897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113179265160290897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113179265160290897' title='Equivelant Trade'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-113138864835751592</id><published>2005-11-08T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T02:37:28.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Equivelant Trade</title><content type='html'>finally, the more-than-one-year wait is fulfilled. i've finally watched the last episode of full metal alchemist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it brought me to near-tears when i watched the heart-wrenching ending. and it lead me to have greater and firmer confirmation for fma in my heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fma is not only a mere anime, but a really intriguing with excellent plots and twist show that brings you into deeper depth of the true reality. (pardon me if my phrasing is wrong. my eng has always been rather terrible(: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all the shows in my whole life, i would like to think fma is my favourite. it is even better than trick 3 or full house or DCJ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the last episode, i checked online and realised that the movie is actually a sequel to the show. there is one excellent website that gives me clear summary of the movie. ah sigh, it is again bittersweet but at least ... they are reunited as a family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go watch fma. it is one you never ought to miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fma always(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-113138864835751592?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='Equivelant Trade'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113138864835751592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113138864835751592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113138864835751592' title='Equivelant Trade'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-113134775262117686</id><published>2005-11-07T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T15:15:52.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im currently busy watching fma, full house and wang zi bian qing wai! they all rock (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you should go watch too! fma is so scary yet intriguing, full house and wzbqw are just plain funny and hilarious, but draggy at some parts. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in all, i declare fma rocks the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later there will be speech and drama night = missing Trick 3 by Abe Hiroshi. BOOHOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-113134775262117686?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com' title=''/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113134775262117686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113134775262117686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113134775262117686' title=''/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-113016908934452335</id><published>2005-10-24T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T23:51:29.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, i officially declare Abe Hiroshi is hot! HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though hes 41 this year &gt;&lt; but pls support his show, trick 3! i think its much thrilling than pride (= Oh, and did you know his father is only 158cm, his mother is 161 cm, his siblings are on the short side and he is ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size= 3&gt;189 CM! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW! (I HAVE A SMALL PINCH OF HOPE NOW!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abe Hiroshi! Abe Hiroshi! Abe Hiroshi! Abe Hiroshi! Abe Hiroshi! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://wiki.d-addicts.com/static/images/thumb/5/5d/165px-Abehiroshi5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://wiki.d-addicts.com/static/images/thumb/0/0f/165px-Abehiroshi3.jpg "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://wiki.d-addicts.com/static/images/thumb/5/51/165px-Abehiroshi4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW SMASHINGLY HOT HE IS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-113016908934452335?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.feeather-life-.blogspot.com' title=''/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113016908934452335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113016908934452335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113016908934452335' title=''/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-113007188071595883</id><published>2005-10-23T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T20:51:24.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;I will not conform to the world, but be transformed by God's words.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow these words remained embedded into my mind. i went to church today with lisa and viven (: nevermind the long suffering waiting of almost an hour to get in, it was rather enjoyable today(: the songs were some of my favourites, i got good seats, and instead of pastor prince, we got pastor mark (hokkien pastor) to preach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's such a funny guy. but i missed pastor prince's almost perfect pronounciation english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a book for my sis! i prayed before letting God to direct me to the book that will interest her. hope she likes it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really exhausted. from 8am to 6pm preparing for church stuff. but i cant sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who can, when you need to submit RS report tmr?&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/6543303-113007188071595883?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.feeather-life-.blogspot.com' title=''/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113007188071595883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/113007188071595883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113007188071595883' title=''/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-112999445812003899</id><published>2005-10-22T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T23:29:08.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>friday - eoys finally ended. hallelujah! yixin, lijie and i went to taka for lunch before setting off for hssrp workshop. and yes, its terribly boring. i tried to be attentive for the first 20 minutes, but resorted to smsing my friends (who were also in the workshop) to keep myself awake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was in lijie's cute little blue car with yixin and her father when yixin started asking why there was such a huge gap of age btwn lijie and her third sister and we started chatting about that topic. i commented that when my mum realised she was pregnant with me, my dad wanted to abort me (he thought 2 was enough) but my mum insisted having me. and lijie started saying, hmm i cant imagine how life would turn out without you. and that got me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how small and insignificant you feel, you actually play an important role in this whole universe. otherwise, how would one know how well she/he has fared in something. lets say, erhu. if XX and YY are in xianyue. XX is better. because of XX, YY would want to improve in her erhu skills to reach to a higher standard. if XX is not there, YY would think that her skills are good enough and need not to prac anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess without people such as yixin, jas yong, vivien, lijie, yile etc, my life would actually be quite down and boring. and i won't know whom i should pour my worries too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't it sad that only the existance of not so well-do/smart/rich people, then there would be smart people. Bill Gates better thank us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so whenever you feel sad and small, just eat some chocolates, read some book and go have a swim or cycle. life gets better as you know you are significant to everyone(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of chocolates, im just reminded of the fact that my mum bought this expensive chocolates. going to eat them while shes at the movie theatre. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOHO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-112999445812003899?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com' title=''/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112999445812003899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112999445812003899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112999445812003899' title=''/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-112962784726144314</id><published>2005-10-18T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T17:30:47.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im starting to like full house! ESPECIALLY THE THREE BEARS SONG! i aim to memorise every single korean lyrics of three bears &lt;b&gt;after eoys&lt;/b&gt;. but i still think da chang jing is nicer, but full house is simply hilarious xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the songs. especially the OST! if im not wrong, its title is 'fate' and its sang by Why (nope, no idea who this person/band is). surprisingly rain isnt the one singing all the songs. after all, he got the best highest singer award in korea last year. but fellow(s) Why sing(s) nice. go here and listen! &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch.php?v=vCQl0rV3Tzs"&gt;OST&lt;/a&gt; and go here if you want to listen to the three bear song (x &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch.php?v=cuA1zY6wqg0&amp;search=full+house+korea+drama"&gt; three bears! &lt;/a&gt; oh, if you dont understand the language, i shall translate for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(if im not wrong)&lt;br /&gt;-first line: forgot! its sth abt three bears in a family or sth-&lt;br /&gt;Father Bear, Mother Bear, Baby Bear&lt;br /&gt;Father Bear Pang Du Du (it means fat/round)&lt;br /&gt;Mother Bear Hen Miao Tiao (nice figure)&lt;br /&gt;Baby Bear Hen Ke Ai (cute)&lt;br /&gt;Osu-osu&lt;br /&gt;Hen Bang O! (excellent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. sorry its in chinese except the parts of the Father Mother Baby bears. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to watch the NG (FUNNYTOO!) &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch.php?v=me-p-HTk3X8&amp;search=full+house+korea+drama"&gt; NG&lt;/a&gt;. Song Hye Kyo and Jung Ji Hoon (Rain) make up a rather cute and compatible on-screen couple ^^ The KBS producers mentioned of probably producing Full House 2 with them starring with a kid or sth. but i guess it wont be that nice. afterall continuation of shows are not that appealing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sijia is nice! she helped me to record Da Chang Jing's NG show. (X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ought to be studying history and chem. and i only have 6 more hours to study and memorise &lt;b&gt;everything&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but who cares? PLEASE SUPPORT FULL HOUSE! AND DA CHANG JING (like DCJ needs any xD)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-112962784726144314?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com' title=''/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112962784726144314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112962784726144314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112962784726144314' title=''/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-112895182309174654</id><published>2005-10-10T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T23:32:29.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm seriously worried now - of my backpain.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have curves or any problems of my backbone, but every saturday comes which I have to attend the class, my back hurts terribly when doing sit-ups. I didn't have the problem at all in the past. Does that hint that I'm actually suffering from some cancer? Yikes. I would rather do push-ups than sit-ups ): just to get away and away from the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EOYS are coming! And i'm gladly anticipating them (: nevermind my ill-preparedness, nevermind I don't like the post-EOYS activities, what matters to be is MAPLE STORY! and the freedom from not studying anymore AGAIN. at least temporary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously addicted to Meg Cabot's books. Especially one of her fictions - She went all the way. The plot is delightfully humourous and the twists here and there made the story very very interesting(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm being nagged by my mum now &gt;&lt; She was chiding me for not buying eggs when she had reminded me so while I was eating my lunch. But come on, I was there reading and in those circumstances, I won't even pay the slightest attention to anybody. And now my mum is blantly accusing me of not listening to her and this is one fine example when I asked of the absence of eggs. I suggested to buy it after school and she just glared at me, snorting, "I can buy it in the morning, thanks to &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt;." Somebody save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yile is very nice today (: Knowing I'm totally nuts about dumplings, she brought like 20+ dumplings - fried and steam-  and I was totally waiting for recess to come xD During recess, Yile, Limin, Jas and I just stormed down and gulped the dumplings. They're delicious xD One day I'm just going to appear in Jess' house and demand her to teach me to make dumplings. haha. So to thank Yile, I shall bring brownies on Wednesday! The joy and delight! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry book laid in front of me an hour ago, and it wasn't even being flipped once. This is bad. Bad Ling. I shall convert to being good now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As quoted in Mel's speech, &lt;em&gt;chemisery&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-112895182309174654?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.feeather-life-.blogspot.com' title=''/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112895182309174654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112895182309174654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112895182309174654' title=''/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-112869926852965285</id><published>2005-10-07T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T23:34:28.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank you alright, for listening to my incessent ranting of how stressed/pissed/irritated I was for this day/week. Thank you very much (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is random but suddenly i feel like declaring how much i love my group and my seat! lisa, cheryl, yajie, yile and limin! they're so funny and fun to hang around with! like today's lessons we started talking how silly we were when we're young. and how yile and me try to promote our cheer and thus win the votes in the class to be the netball carn's cheer. (of course we currently have the highest votes xP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here it goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 05! 2 05!&lt;br /&gt;We will pass through all these fights&lt;br /&gt;We will (err forgot. sorry &gt;&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;So step back and watch us&lt;br /&gt;Dont blink your eyes&lt;br /&gt;As we shine out in the limelight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is several beats and rythms! so cool right!&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/6543303-112869926852965285?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.feeather-life-.blogspot.com' title=''/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112869926852965285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112869926852965285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112869926852965285' title=''/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-112836217023668432</id><published>2005-10-04T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T23:34:07.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IM HIGH. IM OFFICIALLY HIGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 2 am now and i was rather grumpy about having to miss my 8 hours sleep again for stupid RS when i saw the results of the Australian Mathematics Competition for the&lt;br /&gt;Westpac Awards in INET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I GOT A CREDIT. OMMMGGGG I GOT A CREDDDIIIITTTT!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO GET A PARTICIPATION OR A B (dont know what it stands for) BECAUSE MY MATH ALWAYS PASS BY A LITTLE AND TO THINK I WAS LIKE, ERR HOW CAN JASON NG/TAN (WHATEVER) PUT UP ALL THE NAMES UP MAN. IM LOSING MY FACE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I JUST NEED A MERE 2 MARKS TO GET DISTINCTION. BUT WHO CARES!!!!!!!!!! I GOT A CREEEEEEEDIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTTT!!!!! A HIIIIIIGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH CCCCCCRRRRRRREEEEDDDDDDDIIIIIIT!!!!!!! AND IM SOOOOOOOO HAPPY!!!!!!!!!!! I AM NOT HOPELESS IN MATH AFTERALL! IM NOT! IM NOOOOOTTTTTT!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOOOOOOOOOOOSHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-112836217023668432?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life.blogspot.com' title=''/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112836217023668432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112836217023668432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112836217023668432' title=''/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-112789719762352525</id><published>2005-09-28T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T16:46:37.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh, i ought to be VERY ashamed of myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i really tried my best to just keep trying and trying to be friendly. in the end i couldn't stand her hypocritiness. honestly speaking, i would rather not bother with her AT ALL. but somehow someone wishes me that i should attempt to befriend her and at least say hi to her. and of course i did. but hello? this person saw me &lt;b&gt;thrice&lt;/b&gt; and whenever i smile/greet/wave, she is SO &lt;strike&gt;BLDY&lt;/strike&gt; arrogant pls!  guess what she did? she looked haughtily at me and seemed to perceive me as an insignificant fool. (ok just pretend she is that main leader of the plastic clique in &lt;i&gt;mean girls&lt;/i&gt; you'll get the idea) and whenever she sees me, she pretend that i never existed! i mean honestly, whats her prob man. does she think shes too damn pro and should only be talking to the 'upper rgs-society' or sth? and whenever she sees me with other people, oh-she-would fake this smile and act VERY friendly. someone ought to give her a tight slap. thank you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however my life DOES NOT centralise around her (like shes so impt). i have other REAL TRUE friends and im very happy with my friends(: so &lt;strike&gt;heck&lt;/strike&gt; whatever her! but im a christian and this is BAD attitude. i'll just keep on praying to God to rescue her. hope she'll change her attitude or sth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowadays i've been thinking. and thinking abt cca - co. and i've been listening to the grade 5 songs whenever i can. whoever the person who had recorded the songs, i can only say one thing - THEY ARE DAMN ZAI AND PRO. and now back to the co thing. (no offense. so if you dont want to be offended, dont read. choice is yours.) its always, wow 'xxx is so pro! so zai!' yes i admit, some of them are really good and play so much better than me/us/majority. but are they really the standard of 'zai-ness/pro-ness'? i think only the people (like the recorders) really belong to the 'pro-category'. the rgco members? sorry, but i guess its fat hope for us to fit into the 'pro-category'. and the so-called 'pro' people in the co, i can only say they're rather/very good but not pro. so in conclusion of this long-winded paragraph, we shldnt just hear this person play extremely fast or the yingzhun perfect and conclude that they're pro. right? dont you think by concluding this, we're really like froggies in the well? i'm just a below-average player, so maybe you'll think i dont have the right to say it. but i thought its very true. st least for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shame on me that i've been contact with this erhu instrument for 5 years and i've never really improve much. shame on me that i was only midly interested in improving my erhu skills. shame on me that i always kept thinking of giving up this instrument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a shameful sinful but honest entry it had been.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-112789719762352525?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com' title=''/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112789719762352525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112789719762352525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112789719762352525' title=''/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-112758702858806623</id><published>2005-09-25T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T18:31:07.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>test test. dont know if this works, but if it do, i just like to announce that i made changes to my blog! (x i added stat counter, and make a very simple 'homepage' as pple has been linking me as 'feeather-life.blogspot.com'! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday dear vivien! have a wonderful 14 birthday! (addon: THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR EVERYTHING (X DONT WANT TO SAY IT, OTHERWISE SOMEONE MIGHT GET JEALOUS xD HOHOHO. THANKS(: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to watch full house! now full house seems nice. (go read sam's blog) so go desiree! go watch finish and let me watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go limin! hurry finish the fma cds so that i can watch too xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my zzyh straws. AHHHH. i need to prac more now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parents coming home from GENTING (yes, i know. its the 8th time this year alr) tmr ): no more mapling for me. boohoo. (after millions of hours: yes they came back. my sis caught me playing ms. opps! she didnt buy LOTS of clothes for me as she promised. she bought me a keychain with my nickname on it, a skirt [likei'llwear], a SUPER short billabong shorts (ditto. but the billabong shorts is surprisingly cheap!), jimmy-waterbottle, a nice shirt (but im sharing with her), and the rest of the clothes like miniskirts, shorts, high heels, bags -&gt; yes, they all belong to her. im expecting 10 clothes pls! ): )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant maple anymore! im so sad! byebye pwee and fwee and storerm and zwee!(dont worry, i'll sneak into ms whenever i can) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh byebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-112758702858806623?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title=''/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112758702858806623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112758702858806623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112758702858806623' title=''/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-112739859597898300</id><published>2005-09-22T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T22:16:36.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lit test tmr! ah. and i havent started studying yet ): and right now im feeling sleepy and i WANT MY SLEEP. badly. but for the sake of trying to maintain the stupidly sickening GPA, i shall sacrifice yet again another night of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;psl orientation! it lasted from 3 to 630. i realised priscilla (yes, that co erhu person) is the spsl! hmmm. she seems to be quite different the way she is in co and psb. back to point, i didnt know that there is actually SO many involvements in psb. ok, time for great excellent time management. anyway during that 3 hour session, we played games to bond, sang some songs and burst balloon etc. i supposed its fun but im so not that kind of person, so you get the idea. and i was busy lamenting the time i could actually study for my lit test. i would actually much rather skip the games and part and just go straight to things that we're supposed to be in charge of xP basically i just cant stand games :/ but since i picked this path, i have to be more open? 0.o er no wrong word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now onwards, i will have to wear higher TIGHT socks than what im wearing now (kind limin is going to buy for me) and TIGHT belt (but my belt is alr so tight) and i shall obey all rules of PB. I shall be even more responsible and try not to procrastinate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life straws.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-112739859597898300?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life.blogspot.com' title=''/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112739859597898300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112739859597898300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112739859597898300' title=''/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-112721548898172774</id><published>2005-09-20T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T19:24:49.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh dear oh no. since sunday i havent been practising my erhu. this is bad. REAL BAD. but i just reached home and i have to mug for orals and lit! ahhh! okay i'll prac for 4 hours on wednesday (if i dont need to work on my HSSRP). yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still havent gotten back my tuner. pouts. and jasselyn told me that willette shld have alr put it in my classtray. the problem is, I DONT FIND IT! im VERY worried okaaayyy. what if she put it in the wrong classtray! 40 BUCKS! ITS A HUGE SUM OF MONEY. and i cant really insist her to buy me a new one, can i? and i rely it for my speed/pai zi. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;3 my chicken rice! its so delicious! and i was resisting the temptation not to eat during aesthetics and especially saved it for my dear mum. she must be so grateful. and the reward im given in return? a half-eaten chicken rice with measely pieces of xiaobaicai as my dinner. and to think i did not eat lunch at all today as i had to settle something urgent. im STILL STARVING. later im going to gobble up all the fruits. no one aint going to stop me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, nothing reflective today. just a few ramblings in this entry. so HO HO if you wasted your time! xP &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-112721548898172774?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life.blogspot.com' title=''/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112721548898172774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112721548898172774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112721548898172774' title=''/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-112673232992413671</id><published>2005-09-15T05:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T05:14:13.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one more hour before everyone wakes up and its time for school :S to think i wanted to sleep on my bed for one hour before waking up to prac my erhu. and i woke up at 2 am. thank you very much, my dear bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess everyday i practically simply do not have time to prac (yaryar, excuses excuses!). and especially my a mei zu's rhythm is like -_______-, so later during xz i'll ask my yingzhun+rhythm mentor SAM to save me. haha. watch out sam! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday was fun! after school, i went with lijie and vivien to RDA (Riding for the Disabled Association) and SO MANY PRETTY HORSES! they're sooo muscular and huge and pretty and ahhhhhhhhhh! I WANT TO RIDE HORSES TOO. boo ): unfortunately, this time round we didnt paint shoehorses, so we dusted, cleaned, washed the saddles! OH, and i cleaned for the horse called Elle. Pretty brown horse she is, just a little fierce. i patted them! they're so soft! (i mean the fur) and i saw a horse peeing, sneezing, shaking-dancing. must be that there were 3 hot babes watching them. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;today&lt;/strike&gt; yesterday i went with limin to heeren. because she saved me from math lesson, i felt obliged to return her this favour. haha. in the end we ate in subway! MY FIRST TIME! and their sandwich is delightfully healthy and delicous! i love the crunchy lettuce! and oh, some sauce thing too! and i attempted the turkey! weird taste though ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, one thing. i was in the same bus 190 with esther. she alighted somewhere at wisma. and somehow we again met in the same carriage of the mrt train. 0.o such coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. guess its time to brace myself for co later. why? you know you're officially dead when you're in a group of joyce (theSUPERPASSIONATEplayer), sam (theSUPERENTHUplayer) and chinhwee (theMADSPEED&lt;strike&gt;weirdo&lt;/strike&gt;player) and they are sure to be practising their erhus every single day. and ha ha, i bet chinhwee will boast in front of me playing fast and quick after hearing my disastrous playing later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say hallelujah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-112673232992413671?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life.blogspot.com' title=''/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112673232992413671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112673232992413671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112673232992413671' title=''/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-112628647344678066</id><published>2005-09-10T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T01:51:01.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;U&gt;movies that i aim to watch &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Innocent Steps!! (they arent in theatres anymore): )&lt;br /&gt;2. Bewitched&lt;br /&gt;3. Just Like Heaven&lt;br /&gt;4. Pride and Prejudice&lt;br /&gt;5. Elizabethtown!&lt;br /&gt;6. The Weatherman!!&lt;br /&gt;7. Herbie Fully Loaded&lt;br /&gt;8. In Her Shoes!!&lt;br /&gt;9. March of the Penguin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall, and will watch. be adding to the list any moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this just part of teenager life? frequent mood swings can just crash down on me. 0.0 something tells me, 'hey, just do it. and you'll get out of this misery' but deep down another whispers, 'dont, keep it on. keep trying. it never hurts to try'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry i think im getting depressed. (i told you. mood swings :S)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant understand why people just dont like ji jin hee and can &lt;em&gt;actually&lt;/em&gt; prefer Matt Daemon to him. TSK TSK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to watch innocent steps! AND NO CINEMAS IS SCREEENING IT. ahhhhhh ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depressed. oolalalaaaaa im depressed! (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-112628647344678066?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life.blogspot.com' title=''/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112628647344678066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112628647344678066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112628647344678066' title=''/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-112576469617597242</id><published>2005-09-04T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T00:24:56.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my url really sucks. i thought so for a long time, meaning to change but still, i succumb to laziness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;co elections out! joyce, mel, jas are the zzs (zuzhangs)! yannie is the finder-of-the-pus, esther is the er IT (?) and yihui is the welfare (?) wasnt really listening 'cause i was really exhausted that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im soooooooooooooo sinful! ahhhhh ): im bad. im reeeally bad. pathetically bad. i got to pray more (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to aim to wake up at 4 everyday! i got to! i &lt;b&gt;have&lt;/b&gt; to! okay, i shall start that on the coming monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not even holiday week please! monday, i have to go to school for that survey and to complete my e-portfolio, tuesday im on duty for the reforestation, wednesday is my studying day, thurs and fri got co, sat is my course day, sun is my erhu day! so unfair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry i dont know what to blog! its 12 am now! i shall go read davinci code! &lt;br /&gt;&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/6543303-112576469617597242?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life.blogspot.com' title=''/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112576469617597242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112576469617597242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112576469617597242' title=''/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-112547710021451095</id><published>2005-08-31T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T16:31:40.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy teacher's day! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i've got to admit. this year's tchr celebrations is fun as well! its so much better and exciting than other events such as racial harmony, national day etc. and im shocked too. MR JOSEPH TOH CAN SING THAAAT WELL? i wonder if mel will &lt;s&gt;love&lt;/s&gt; crush him even more! (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that me lijie dora were left in the classroom, enjoying the freezing aircon (sorry earth!), talking how stupid 'the stairways to heaven' k-drama is, munching handphone, calling, watch MTV, as we were all waiting for our own friends from 207 to complete their geog test. then later, me sam eelyn anzie went to northpoint to meet up with my ex-classmates. qixuan! hong! shiru! pui! marie! sheena! yuhui! weixuan! amanda! gloria! meikian! i have to admit. i was a little frightened after not seeing them for such a loooong time and i was afraid that we couldnt communicate. sure, there were some problems i suppose, but still i had a relatively nice time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not going back to chongfu anymore! such a waste of my PRECIOUS time. we reached there at 1 plus, only to learn that we can enter the stupid school at 3. so we went to mcdonalds to wait. and when we reached there, mrs chu was bombarded with so many ex-students that we only greeted her and off she went chatting with her proudest batch of 'zhoulongs'. (BRRR) the discipline master just had to fueled my anger by announcing, "you have to leave at 330." LIKE HELLO? we only reached there at 310 and off you want us to go. waste of my time. WAAASTE OF MY TIME. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guys now are pretty tall and giantish. its rather awkward i suppose to meet them. we didnt even talk or mingle. to think they were once short and small with lots of childish and rubbish in them. sigh. i especially miss the short part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye chongfu! i'll never step into that school anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the end and the start of the begining.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-112547710021451095?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life.blogspot.com' title=''/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112547710021451095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112547710021451095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112547710021451095' title=''/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-112514620425072365</id><published>2005-08-27T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T20:36:48.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>): its time to have some PROPER time management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im soooooooooooo dead. i shldnt have slacked on friday night! but its right of me to rest after such a hectic and crazy weekdays! isnt it?!? saturday, i spent my whole morning + afternoon at the YMCA SL project thingy. we played games with the disabled people. though the games are rather simple, but some were fun i suppose. and it so happens that my group ALWAYS win. maybe im a LUCKY star. yes, i'll keep to that idea (x after that i was so exhausted (the place is so isolated and far and inconvenient. BRR) and fell asleep in the mrt train. thank goodness there's lijie to wake me up when my stop came. and i had to ruuuush home! poor yixin has been waiting for me for like 20 min! and she kept calling me :X so i cycled like mad to her house, we ran to the CC and was only late for 2 min for the class (x yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was &lt;u&gt;exhausting&lt;/u&gt; we had to do 10 push ups, and many tough stretches. and when the tchr saw us panting and worn out, she added, "oh, maybe next week we'll run 10 rounds around the studio." i almost fainted. the steps are getting tough and i just couldnt remember! the slidings, the hand movements, the legs, trying not to be stiff - i could just cry and wallow in self-pity. its just so bizzare! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when the lesson finally ended, dear yixin just had to tell me that tmr morning there will be private lesson with wgy. the great news? I DID NOT EVEN PRAC AT ALL. AND TO THINK TONIGHT I WAS PLANNING TO DO AAAAALLLLLLLLLL MY HOMEWORK?!? greeeat! imagine tmr when she looks at us expectantly, thinking that we can reach to a great high stage of speed and yingzhun. sometimes she just always have HIGH dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im deeeeead. someone shoot me please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-112514620425072365?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life.blogspot.com' title=''/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112514620425072365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112514620425072365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112514620425072365' title=''/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-112497677546901953</id><published>2005-08-25T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T21:32:55.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>co today! was actually quite looking forward to it surprisingly &lt;s&gt;the seniors werent there for almost an hour! xD&lt;/s&gt; and i quickly seized that precious-moment-without-playing-chang-gong and praced that grade 5 lian xi qu! even though now i can get the hang of it (but obviously i cant play fast) i think my ying actually flies arnd especially the moment where we scale from below to up and i will be like urrggghhh. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the snrs were back! so joyce wanted to teach us another grade 5 song which is called a mei zu i think. and the problem is, its in F diao. and i have never ever played before! i was like, 0.o and my perpertually disturbing inner voice kept yelling and howling, " you're dead! you're dead!" i hate it when sometimes they were right. but thanks to joyce who came over to clarify some stuff with F diao (we [ghs and zhs] were so damn obvious that we're lost) and after that, i finally understood the fingerings of the pu. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so off i went home (i rather quite enjoyed the moments taunting eelyn that she had to mug for history while me and yixin could just slack and rest at home) and i praced the song again! now i think i can get the fingerings right with a mistake or two but i just cannot play it according to beat no matter how many times i listened to that song. blearh. but still at least i wont be such a loser tmr. i can catch up (hopefully)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh i want to play my own erhu in school rather than to bring it from home and carry it back. so troublesome and the erhu is so huge and long, thus i didnt bring my erhu to school nowadays. but i dont want to play school's erhu ): I WANT MY OWWWWNN. maybe someday i'll be an inventor and get brains like willy wonka, then i'll invent something that can diminish the size of the erhu to a pea's. THAT WILL BE SO COOL! if one day ever my erhu broke or sth and cannot be repaired, i think i'll just cry and mourn and refused to buy a new erhu. so i shall take GOOD care of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr i shall bring it. or maybe not. depends on how i react tmr morning. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my darling erhu!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-112497677546901953?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life.blogspot.com' title=''/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112497677546901953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112497677546901953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112497677546901953' title=''/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-112471642972489551</id><published>2005-08-22T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T21:13:49.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wonder why recently i have been blogging so frequently. hmmm. but anyway back to what i want to blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday jasmine (yong)! even though your birthday is like 4 hours later, but most probably i wont want to blog tmr so here is the early advance! and hope you like the photo frame + jigsaw puzzle! its like SINCERELY and handmade! even if it is grotesque, i DONT CARE! i demand you to hang it at some where prominent in your room or sth to HONOUR me! (x see, im NICE xD (andalwaysis!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and lijie (PLEASE DIG OUT SIMS 2! -glares-) decided its time that we ought to stock up our pitiful wardropes! and not wear the same-cow-junior (lijie) clothes or the same banana pink and op shorts (me) anymore! so we're finally going shopping :S but this time round, i'll make the shopping trip MUCH more effective. i'll buy like crazy i suppose to see me through for a year or even better, 2 to 3 years (: (but if i somehow manage to grow taller! (x ) lijie suggested just now to hunt for clothes online so that we will know what to buy or sth. i tried and i realised i dont know how to &gt;&lt;! ouch :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope wls will be able to come over to school to teach, though im not really keen to learn from her after the 1st lesson with her :S i'll just run to the yishun guy to learn if we have to go to eunos. so hah. (: but grade 5?!? i have a feeling i cant even hear my accuracy of playing, so i guess i need ALOT of help. if better, i rather take kaoji next year. no use cheoing and be so not-so-prepared to take it this year. and i have absolute NO confidence in my playing. so there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we might be going to hongkong next year! (DONT be jealous, mr/miss choo!) with the young family. but my mum is eager to go DISNEYLAND?!? ok even though i have never visited any disneyland before, but comeon! i believe there are so much other fun things than DISNEYLAND! like we can go visit the cute dolphins or sth and swwwwim with them! ahah. this is then the REAL excitement and thrill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes its weird that you're typing out things to LET pple/strangers to read what you're feeling and thinking. isnt this supposed to be personal or between friends-to-friends? but i guess since im doing so i shldnt comment much of it ^^ hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aims during the weekend&lt;br /&gt;1. Finish studying for history test&lt;br /&gt;2. Complete all homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;3. Exercise&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;4. Get Joyce's newspapers&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;5. Dig Esther's iweekly&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;6. Ignore him whenever he is at home&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;7. Go everywhere to hunt for minggy's present&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Buy husena's super belated bday present &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself when i have no motivation to complete SERIOUS things like homework. ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-112471642972489551?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life.blogspot.com' title=''/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112471642972489551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112471642972489551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112471642972489551' title=''/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-112455645264827462</id><published>2005-08-21T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T00:47:32.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was chatting over msn with my friend just now and i realised what i actually wanted to be in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A job that helps with the wildlife.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, those poor animals ):&lt;br /&gt;Wildlife Rehabilitator, or Wildlife Biologist! or Mammalogist! if its impossible to get this job, ZOO KEEPER (X&lt;br /&gt;Its human fault that lead to this state of pathetic, realistic, only-the-fittest-win world. and the poor animals are suffering! i ought to do something for them ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A job that allows me to travel ALL around the world!&lt;br /&gt;WONT IT BE SO COOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Banker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH! i planned my future. isnt that great! And i'll make sure i live in a small nice comfy cottage with 2 cute dogs staying with me. not forgetting guinea pigs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY AIM FOR THE FUTURE! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-112455645264827462?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life.blogspot.com' title=''/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112455645264827462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112455645264827462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112455645264827462' title=''/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-112445411308137911</id><published>2005-08-19T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T20:21:53.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>due to laziness, the aims will be checked only once a week (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;2nd Check&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. failed&lt;br /&gt;2. failed&lt;br /&gt;3. passed&lt;br /&gt;4. failed&lt;br /&gt;5. failed&lt;br /&gt;6. failed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A LOOONG WAY TO GO ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Aims during the weekend&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Finish studying for history test&lt;br /&gt;2. Complete all homework&lt;br /&gt;3. Exercise&lt;br /&gt;4. Get Joyce's newspapers&lt;br /&gt;5. Dig Esther's iweekly&lt;br /&gt;6. Ignore him whenever he is at home&lt;br /&gt;7. Go everywhere to hunt for minggy's present&lt;br /&gt;8. Buy husena's super belated bday present &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it will never be the same without the two of you. and i dont feel the desire to play to my best anymore. its weird, its different, its scary, its frustrating. i lament on my last year's mistake. i shld have protested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i will never be a good player. and i dont want any commitments, no involvements, nth. im not least interested in anything. life gets complicated once you are involved and i never want to be hurt again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only nothing changes ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-112445411308137911?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title=''/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112445411308137911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112445411308137911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112445411308137911' title=''/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-112419325625171099</id><published>2005-08-16T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T19:54:16.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;aims&lt;/u&gt; (try duration: 1 mth, Sunday, start: 14th August end: 11th September)&lt;br /&gt;1. Try to complete homework on that day given if possible. &lt;br /&gt;2. Revise one subject per day if possible.&lt;br /&gt;3. Exercise every alternative day/ 7 times per 2 weeks&lt;br /&gt;4. Sleep at 9pm, wake up at 5pm if possible.&lt;br /&gt;5. Prac erhu 3 times per week.&lt;br /&gt;6. Attempt to like vegetables and gradually add on the additions amount of veggies. (got to try if i ever want to be a firm vegetarian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will check every three days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;First Check&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. failed&lt;br /&gt;2. failed&lt;br /&gt;3. succeed&lt;br /&gt;4. failed&lt;br /&gt;5. not confirmed&lt;br /&gt;6. succeed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAAAIIILLLSSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-112419325625171099?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title=''/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112419325625171099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112419325625171099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112419325625171099' title=''/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-112392017672110394</id><published>2005-08-13T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T16:02:56.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thursday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the first time interacting with the sec 1s. (im talking abt my cca here xD) and i was grouped together with sherry, yinfei and jasselyn(?)! so we went to sit outside of the classroom and sherrythepig flew away to somewhere, and me and yinfei were left in charge of her! so obviously i dont want to plaay, so we sort of sabo her! LOL. like we asked her to play D and G diao ying jie, then we asked her to play TWINKLE TWINKLE LITTLE STAR! thats when sherry came back and its back to serious business ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played ying jie. and ahhhh my ying zhun is like. TERRRRRIBLE. its being such a long time using an erhu and i was like. uhoh. no! fingers must be more wide-spaced than gaohu! and obviously my ying zhun flew everywhere -_______- but hey, erhu sounds so much nicer! xD I &lt;3 MY ERHU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also the first time having dazu with the sec 1s! and we were asked to sight-read xiaobaichuan. -_- i cant sideread! so yesterday despite being exhausted and tired, i tried to write down the fingering of the pu! at first, the gaohu pple were like in a big mess and we 3 were depending on huimin to save us! hahaha. but soon after wls went off with huimin and sherry somewhere, i praced and praced, and i think i got it! (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its scary to be a senior actually! nono. i think its fun to be a sec 2 senior but not-so-fun when you reac sec 3 and 4! yar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i shall go prac the xiaobaichuan! i think i forgot the tune again! eeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-112392017672110394?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title=''/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112392017672110394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112392017672110394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112392017672110394' title=''/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-112376529115021352</id><published>2005-08-11T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T21:01:31.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im upset ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-112376529115021352?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title=''/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112376529115021352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112376529115021352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112376529115021352' title=''/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-112366463271593570</id><published>2005-08-10T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T17:03:52.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E1E1E1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/shortestpersonalitytest/black.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are elegant, withdrawn, and brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;Your mind is a weapon, able to solve any puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;You are also great at poking holes in arguments and common beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, comfort and calm are very important.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to thrive on your own and shrug off most affection.&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to protect your emotions and stay strong.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/worldsshortestpersonalitytest/"&gt;The World's Shortest Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found this in jolene's blog (x&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. im ELEGANT. im BRILLIANT. WOW. SOLVE ANY PUZZLE? how come i just cant do math! but hey, maybe its partly true when it comes to maple story's jumping quest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, its quite accurate but! if they insist im ELEGANT and BRILLIANT, i'll just have to accept it =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just watched chocolate factory. i cant stand that oompla woompla goblinish guy and its a little boooring. and its a little weird (or wierd?). and its a little humorous. BAAH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was national day. like normal, i dont bother to watch or participate any of the ndp. sometimes its weird (or wierd), for my whole 14 years of life, all my memories are all in singapore. but yet, im a malaysian and im supposed to be patrotic (thus the reason of not joining any celebrations). i dont know any malay or dialect, i dont even know when is malaysia's birthday nor participate any celebrations, nor do i know who is the president/prime minister or any history of malaysia (okay, perhaps a little of the japanese occupation) so, am i a malaysian? imagine if one day singapore and malaysia got into some stupid battle. which side am i supposed to be? the country with memories or the country that i have never lived in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i really wished father didnt come to singapore to work. then, i'll be really the true malaysia-bred. i always envied my cousins from leading such different lives as me. they illegally drove motorbikes without licence, practically know everyone in the modernized village, no stress, just freedom. perhaps thats why i always like going to my uncle's hse (nevermind the 8-hour long journey ride), i would cycle till the sun sets, watching cute little (or bigggg) dogs running off, petting and playing with my uncle's ADORABLE dog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only time can revert back. if i have a chance, maybe i'll pick to stay in malaysia after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-112366463271593570?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title=''/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112366463271593570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112366463271593570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112366463271593570' title=''/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-112354306016534459</id><published>2005-08-09T07:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T07:17:40.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes indeed, if &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; are wondering, i &lt;b&gt;do&lt;/b&gt; so hate you. you're such a hypocrite, sucker for attention and commanding, domineering creature. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i so bldy care abt what you think. and i will never allow you to touch even a strand of hair on me. just watch. 4 more years and i neednt see you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my only beginning happiness only starts 4 years later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-112354306016534459?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title=''/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112354306016534459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112354306016534459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112354306016534459' title=''/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-112330271277205673</id><published>2005-08-06T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T12:36:45.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im running away.</title><content type='html'>after days of sleepless night rushing for homework, chinese pt and mugging for biology exam, its right that i should have a nice sleep after this huge ordeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remembered last night's choir concert was indeed a blast! and it just dawned on me that i &lt;3 musicals! from young i have been hooked on to wonderfully, amazingly great 'The Swan Princess'! the melodious music, the wow dancing etc just keeps me memerised (x i wanted to go for one of the Jacky Cheung's recent musical but the ticket fees were just too wayyyyy expensive ): but nevermind! there is an upcoming musical movie this december and im planning to watch it! (not to mention jijinhee is inside xD) so please everyone go support it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feeeeeling tired again and i dont want to tidy my house (because jasmine is coming over in 30 min time) so hah! she just have to bear with it! (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pleasure of no parents in the house!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-112330271277205673?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='im running away.'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112330271277205673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112330271277205673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112330271277205673' title='im running away.'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-112290275294321142</id><published>2005-08-01T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T21:25:53.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im running away.</title><content type='html'>i'll treat her nicely (doesnt mean i was mean to her last time. i was 100% nice to her and now im going to treat her even MUCH nicer from this day onwards)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want sam to leave! WAILLSS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-112290275294321142?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='im running away.'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112290275294321142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112290275294321142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112290275294321142' title='im running away.'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-112280522260153462</id><published>2005-07-31T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T18:20:22.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im running away.</title><content type='html'>im pissed. im SO pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i start raving into details what happened when i went to vivien's house, i like to announce to my audience that im, uh well, PISSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay it happened when i finally reached yishun mrt station. and my legs were sore from walking from the bus interchange to my home and my arms were just like thin branches loading with a massive huge pile of leaves. (i walked home because bus 806 is not operating on Sunday and i didnt want to take the long-winded bus ride of 804) huffed and puffed i staggered and pushed myself to my goal and when i finally acheived it, i realised im locked out of MY OWN HOUSE. -cries-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so unfalteringly, i used my damn-lowbattered handphone and called my house phone more than 5 times and no one answered, so i gained the impression that my sis is not sleeping (my parents were in JB and my brother in bishan), but in fact went out to the market to buy some stuff or went out to church. so i sat down on the mat, hot, sweaty and exhausted and waited. and waited. and waited. annndd waited. for more than an hour. so sensing something amiss, i called again and this time round, MY SISTER ANSWERED. and half-crying, half-exasperated, half-yelling at her, she DID NOT APOLOGISE TO ME and STORMED OFF. my anger was undescrible and i went and slammmeeddd my door room. (and it didnt help when i complained to my mum and she shrugged it off nochlantly.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SCREAMS-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay vivien's house is splendid! we had a fun time swimming doing homework playing sims2 WATCHING JI JIN HEE'S SHOWS chatting online watching sijia playing guitar etc. and at night, the aircon was freezing me soooo badly that i kept woking up (i woke up once because my leg was suddenly having cramps? and was in excruciating pain, and i kept accidentally waking vivien up. erpps) so i went to the kitchen and sat on the chair to sleep. but still, it was a little uncomfortable so i slept on the kitchen's floor instead! (the kitchen hasnt been touched at all so its superly clean) and ITS SO COMFORTABLE AND I JUST SNORED STRAIGHT AWAY to be embarrassingly found by vivien and sijia after 2 hours. 0.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! God saved vivien's life yesterday! vivien was doing homework with her back against the block of huge bricks. i just installed sims2 and vivien get out of her seat to join me and sijia and 2 seconds later, the bricks came tumbling down. and vivien was shocked to do anything so me and sijia went to clear the mess of the blocks and they were like so damn heavy! see! imagine if vivien didnt get off her seat on time, i wont be here sitting and blogging, and probably be in the hospital mourning and leaving trauma or whatever or scar etched in my brain or heart (or whatever it is called). Hallelujah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah! heh! hoh! okay im still pissed so im going to eat some icecream to calm my neves. nevermind if im growing fatter every single day! i need my saint in me to return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s LIMIN WAS BUSY COOING AT ME HOW CUTE, WONDERFUL, MARVELLOUS, ADORABLE (and all those positive cool adjectives) JI JIN HEE IS! SEEEEEEE? AND NOW SIJIA LIKES HIM TOO. SO VIVIEN TEO EE NAH, PLEASE WATCH THE SHOW (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooohhhh. Ji Jin Hee ROCKS! oh please support his "Perhaps Love" 如果.爱 movie and 扳机 and 女教授的隐秘情人! like how wonderful! 3 movies in a single year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh hohh! hes my no.1 EYE CANDY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-112280522260153462?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='im running away.'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112280522260153462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112280522260153462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112280522260153462' title='im running away.'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-112213192558120030</id><published>2005-07-23T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T14:00:37.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>_______________________________sleeping at sunset</title><content type='html'>back from 23rd July CO concert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you were wondering, yes i was so screwed AGAIN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the practice, it was really fine! my gong's movement was right, everything perfect and obviously my self-confidence rose. it was fun hanging out with my batchmates, and the gaohuians (rmb the toilet incident?) and towards the starting of the concert i was like, hah! no problem this time round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS SO WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sth happened and i started panicking and once again my memory-blank and gong-wrong ability reappeared! WAILS. but thank goodness my shan dan dan was fine! otherwise im going to cry real loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shuli is so funny! we were in the kschee theatre listening to the tan bo yue playing and the music was melodious so i followed the music and did sth &lt;strike&gt;stupid&lt;/strike&gt; clever with the hus. and shuli was like, pointing the loser sign at me and guess what. SHE ACCIDENTALLY LAUGHED SO LOUDY and everyone was staring at her! whos the loser now?!? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! did i mention that huimin (-gasps-) ACTUALLY HAS A &lt;b&gt;BOYFRIEND!!!!&lt;/b&gt; okay, actually its just a rumour but this guy 'solo-ly' shouted "HUIMIINN!". like. AWWW. i wonder who that guy is. (oh, is it that VS vice-zu chang dizi guy who was in our group last time [he seems to crush huimin. LOOONG STORY, if anyone wants to know, &lt;b&gt;ask me!&lt;/b&gt;]) -thinks-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was only after the concert ended then it was fun! co members keep shouting horray horray and stuff like that. audience/parents gave flowers to their own friends/daughters. okay i didnt have a single classmate there but thanks to nice eelyn's sis, she gave me one sweet rose flower! feel rather guilty because school is obviously strip-cashing them. ONE FLOWER FOR 2.50? i rather buy 2 crunch icecream and one chocolate. &gt;&lt; but thanks agnes! then my dad gave me one sunflower ^^ ahh the consolation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh! then we have this xianyue photo taking. i doubt my beeeaauttifffull face is in there but nvm! oh! and then sam eelyn me went to thank huimin and joyce. and i obviously dont like hugs so i firm-handshake them (x hope they enjoyed the massage. and suddenly this frantic-maniac-whatever-thingy of messing pple's hair started and everyone started messing each other's hair! hah! everyone's hair is messy but mine remains the same xD im so proud of my hair! just a few shake and tataaaaa. its back to the original position! i also took the gaohu photo (wince.) and lesson learnt! huimin cant balance! everyone was like posing and there she went, trying to balance. &gt;&lt; i think i'll look ugly in the photo but nvm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then comes the another incident of taking off the-disguistingly-itchyandsweatish stockings! okay shldnt elaborate! before yixin kills me. OH YAR. talking abt yixin reminds me of an UNFORGETTABLE incident at burger king yesterday. hahahhahaha. i shall continue to use this incident to blackmail her! nah, im not so mean. but i wonder how shes going to face him now in school. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but okay okay time for reflections, i learn that its time to face up my fears. i MUST NOT be fearful of performances, i MUST NOT play wrongly, i MUST memorise songs so clearly that i can even dream of it, i MUST improve tremendously because joyce and huimin are leaving next year ): and i dont want them to leave! i dont want to be a senior anymore! but still, when they leave, sam will be the shouxi, and i can continue to be the slacker! opps. i mean, uh, improve and play best to my &lt;strike&gt;lousy&lt;/strike&gt; ability!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its time to get my life back. so let this memorable day be the starting one of my renew life! im going to mug hard for my weak subjects like math, chinese and eng essay, and lit's poem annotations. im going to study really hard to score high GPA. im going to enjoy my cycling and jogging. im not going to do anymore last-min PT work and spent sleepless night. im going to learn from meli and prac everyday of my erhu (go away gaohu!). im going to try love co songs. im going to try not to be such a loner. and blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss co concert ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the final part of co, i mean. and i miss watching ji jin hee shows too! ): )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-112213192558120030?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='_______________________________sleeping at sunset'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112213192558120030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112213192558120030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112213192558120030' title='_______________________________sleeping at sunset'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-112204591863994746</id><published>2005-07-22T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T23:25:18.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>_______________________________sleeping at sunset</title><content type='html'>stop being such a loner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i cant help it (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the 22nd of July co concert officially ended. and i was so screwed. but im going to prac real darn hard tmr. NO MORE MISTAKES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i mean it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss watching ji jin hee's shows. its like. part of my routine? and its sad that i dont have starhub channels. they are screening da chang jing (Jewel in the Palace) AND ITS SO FAMOUS ALL ACROSS ASIA, esp HONGKONG. sigh, if only i do have, there might be something for me to look forward to every weekday. why? JI JIN HEE IS IN THERE! and besides, my bai wan xing niang (Miss Kim) 's drama cds are with limin now (yes, he acted inside too. HES GREAT) and soon i have to lend it to sijia lijie dora jasmine(yam) so i probably be watching the drama shows again perhaps somewhere at december. -cries-. but its alright! i dont mind the notion of letting him be more well-known in 205! &lt;strike&gt;but i dont like the idea of people fighting with me over him too ): &lt;/strike&gt; it cant be helped. hes WONDERFUL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and darn. i cant spend anymore money on his shows now if i have to buy christmas presents. but OH. theres sth for me to look forward to christmas eve! JI JIN HEE IS ACTING IN A MOVIE, Perhaps Love, with Takeshi Kaneshiro and Jacky Cheung. how cute for him as he is acting as a modern cupid! WOW xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay back to co topic. yes yixin (is this an alliteration? xD) , im really trying my best to be more enthu. i realised im such a. loser. loser ling (another alliteration!). hiash. my memory is always suddenly blank if we are performing. but nvm! i'll try my best to improve on my lousy skills. but suchin the proded and zaided grade 8 will be most probably entering rgs so yay, &lt;strike&gt;i slack!&lt;/strike&gt; i'll follow her great example!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go sleep lingg! tmr is a long day ahead of freakiness and relief.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-112204591863994746?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='_______________________________sleeping at sunset'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112204591863994746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112204591863994746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112204591863994746' title='_______________________________sleeping at sunset'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-112186595003393639</id><published>2005-07-20T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T04:29:32.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(x im feeling so much better today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as per normal this week, i was feeling loss and upset whenever i woke up each day, realising that its time for school again. but when i reached to school today, after a long prayer during geog lesson, when i opened my eyes, life is back to normal again (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God, my bestest friend i ever have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the person who might feel still hurt: actually i totally forgot abt my blog. until you told me. lol. i dont know if you still visit my blog, but if you do, im not going to say sorry to you again. not anymore. im going to &lt;b&gt;show&lt;/b&gt; to you that im sorry that i had accidentally hurt you. but just that sometimes im such a loner and everything and i dont know exactly how to talk/apologise to people and sometimes even saying 'happy birthday' can get make me feel shivery. but hey, im going to try (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what, after mentioning sth that happened last year, my sis told me this sentence which i found it so right and meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;"True friends will always appreciate you no matter how you dress, look or behave"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i like to thank jasmine yixin eelyn valerie sam jiaui meli yihui etc, &lt;b&gt;my spuddies batchmate!&lt;/b&gt; for always tolerating my stupidness. they never dumped or ignored me for whatever i did and hey i realised, i have true friends after all. so,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;thank you (:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im one of Jesus's representative, so i shld not gossip anymore much. cus gossiping affects one's opinion/view of one person. why shld i do that when the image i had of my friend is great and then this gossiping intervenes and destroy the angelic view of my friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just think positively (: so sham, do do so. they surely arent as bad as you thought, really if you think of the bright side. and i do not think they really meant it that way. its just all abt misunderstanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is definitely getting better. i learn so much and i nv felt that peaceful now. limin is a great sitting partner. i might be wrong, but shes just kind of like me. not talk much, just listen to other pple's rants and get hype up only things that are really worth highing. thank you limin (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's just great. isnt it? xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-112186595003393639?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112186595003393639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112186595003393639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112186595003393639' title=''/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-112170207380755569</id><published>2005-07-18T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T23:54:33.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im tired. im pissed. and i just want to collaspe onto my bed and cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you all arent bothered, WHY SHLD I EVEN BOTHER. BUT I HAVE TO, SINCE IT FREAKINGLY AFFECTS MY GPA SCORE. yeah yeah i bet you guys think your GPA score are rocketingly high, so this little PT doesnt even affect? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only mention that everything is wrong. WHAT KIND OF ATTITUDE IS THIS by just merely freakingly ignore me. WHY? DID I SAY IT WRONGLY? HOW CAN A MERE 90 CM RISE IN SINGAPORE'S SEA LEAD TO THE WHOLE NATION BEING SUBMERGED!?! I AM IRRITATED PISSED AND FRUSTRATED. AND ITS NO BETTER WHEN MY SIS USES THE MAIN COM AND NOW I LACK ALOT OF MATERIALS. IT DOESNT HELP WHEN NO ONE WANTS TO ACCOMPLISH THE GROUP COMPONENT. LIKE HOW CAN YOU DO THE INDIVIDUAL COMPONENT WHEN YOU CANT EVEN COMPLETE THE GROUP COMPONENT. oh, right. i forgot. you got all your secretly hid-notes AND I FREAKINGLY DO NOT CARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW?!?  ONE MORE DAY TO THE PT DUED. AND I BET YOU GUYS ALL COMPELETED YOUR INDIV COMPONENT AND IM THE ONLY PERSON WHO STUPIDLY CARE ABT THE GROUP COMPONENT AND DID NOT TOUCH MY INDIV AT ALL. AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I HECK IF YOU READ THIS. BUT PROBABLY NOT SINCE YOU NEVER DID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-breathes-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I SIMPLY PITY &lt;i&gt;YOU&lt;/i&gt; MAY GOD JOLLY WELL BLESS YOU IF YOU KEEP ON DOING WITH THAT ATTITUDE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCCREEAAMMSS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-112170207380755569?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112170207380755569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112170207380755569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112170207380755569' title=''/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-112144442920914860</id><published>2005-07-16T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T00:20:29.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i decided to revive the blog after more-than-a-month hiatus. solely and duely because of one reason. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just have to advertise abt &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JI JIN HEE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v250/garlchaos/JiJinHee.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at this! how can anyone not fall in &lt;3 with him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started noticing him when i watched Dang Jang-Geum/ Da Chang Jing / Jewel in the Palace. He (JJH) acted as the love interest for Jang-Geum. Intially, he just looked like an ordinary guy. thats all. but as the show proceeded on, i was stunned and touched by his love and his care for Jang-Geum (JG). the way he only gave his special smile when he sees JG. the way he teases JG. the way no matter what setbacks he faced, he would always stand by JG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i get it. its just a &lt;em&gt;show.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the more you look at him, the more shuai he gets xD perhaps of his gentlemanly ways i suppose. He isnt that good looking as compared to stars like brad pitt to begin with but he at least has some decent looks. and even though hes married this year (steadying my scotch-taped heart) he treats his wife so nicely and sincerely! like, wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hes 33 this year and he looks like a 26 year old guy. hes nice and wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he acted in love letter, spring day, the four sisters etc too. im heading off to bugis to buy his 2nd latest drama, miss kim's adventures. i heard its super funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but of course! whatever he acted in, he ROCKS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JI JIN HEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-112144442920914860?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/112144442920914860'/><link rel='self' 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&lt;i&gt;broke&lt;/i&gt;. sigh well im feeling guilty but im going to get her another gift. a nice one certainly this time round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically when lijie and me finally reached silso beach, we met up with yunting charlene jolene peiting limin shihui and they were all suntaning with their sexy clothes. haha and i feel so "covered up" with just a t-shirt and shorts. basically i sat beside jolene and rested. we played taiji (sort of made me recall that the only times i played that game were with henry's family) we joked we waited for charlene to bring back beehoon we waited for peiting and shihui to come back after their visit to the bikini shop and obviously taking photos after another :S but still, when peiting and shihui eventually returned the rest of us went to venture the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of the time i think i was rather quiet and i spent my time just sitting up straight on the mat (my back was aching badly) and just gaze at the sea (and the human activities buzzing arnd) and listening to them talk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i initially wanted to buy a bikini top for my sis as her late bday present but just changed my mind when i saw the selections of those avaliable tops. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think yunting and the gang had fun (: and i enjoyed myself by just chilling out quietly in the sea. oh and next time if im back on this beach, IM DEFINITELY GOING TO SOAK INTO THE WATER. but thats if, i ever return there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yunting remarked that she had never seen me feeling high. and that got me to ponder, yeah. what exactly makes me high and blabber nonensically. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wondering.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-111849901537257012?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='a nonentity`'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111849901537257012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111849901537257012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111849901537257012' title='a nonentity`'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-111840660175138626</id><published>2005-06-10T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T20:30:01.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pms</title><content type='html'>having those mood swings again, i suppose. and i am currently wallowing myself in self-pity and despair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;useless&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised something. i never knew how to communicate properly with people. i never like having to smile and wave at people i am not familiar with. i am never amiable and put up a cold front if i havent have any clue who the person is. i never like going out, especially shopping since i always considered it as one of the world's brutal and waste-of-time activity. i am always wearing the same black shirt with the same blue or pink shorts if im going out. its as if i only own these three "wearable" clothes. i never like having to put more than a small weeny stud on my ear. i never like the idea of having to don myself with necklace, bracelet, dangling earrings, or having some skirt (nevermind if its long or mini) or sleeveless shirt onto me. i feel easily uncomfortable when outside and just cringe and hope to stand and hide somewhere where no one can easily spot me. i can easily nervous if everyone is staring at me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus, i realised, im pathetic. no wonder lijie called me anti-social. and i think i thoroughly agree with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELCOME, MY NEW IDENTITY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-111840660175138626?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111840660175138626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111840660175138626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111840660175138626' title='pms'/><author><name>ling</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' 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value='1074625254'&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geeesh. i was quite shocked to see it is actually quite accurate (hey, i do have a nice set of teeth xD) im frank? i didnt know that. AND MY EGONESS HAS ALREADY DEFLATED. so conclusion: ITS NOT ACCURATE ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try it! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-111812975751951336?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111812975751951336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111812975751951336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111812975751951336' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-111798469496825363</id><published>2005-06-05T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T23:18:15.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>start y a w n i n g!</title><content type='html'>when it comes to blog-surfing, the blogs i would first venture would be of shirlynn's, gabrielle's, minggy's and jas yg's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i were some dignitary and i would have the honour to present an award for top-notch writing skills with great humour, the first person which comes to my mind would be shirlynn. her writings are simply &lt;i&gt;stupendous, rad, terrific, dilly, inconceivable, mind-boggling!&lt;/i&gt;. oh come on, how much more adjectives must i throw to tell you how wonderful her writings are. beg to differ? compare my peachy writings to hers and you're definitely awe-struck by her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHEESH. im actually promoting how great her writings are. &lt;strike&gt;and that wasnt my intended intention &gt;&lt; &lt;/strike&gt; to think my initial objective is to rave how some zilch, exasperating, distressing players ruin my pleasures while playing maple story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but before i'll start my implausible rantings, i would say that the other names i had just mentioned earlier, their blogs are worth reading. they're rather hilarious and comical xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;rants.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTLY, PEOPLE HAVE BEEN KSING (it means kill steal) ME. AND I DO NOT APPRECIATE THAT FACT THAT THE ORE WHICH IS INTENTIONALLY FOR ME HAS BEEN STOLEN BY OTHER PLAYERS. IM POOOR NOW OKAY. SO DONT GO AND STEAL MY MONEY. &lt;br /&gt;SECONDLY, THEY ARE SO RUDE. OKAY I DONT EXPECT TO ACT ARISTOCRATICALLY BUT HELLO? THEY JUST BARK, "OI! OI!" OR "PLEASE GIVE ME MONEY. PLEASE GIVE ME MONEY." OR " -censored- " OR "HELP ME! HELP ME!" WHERE ARE THEIR MANNERS MANN. AND THEY SELDOM SAY THANK YOU. I KNOW IM JUST SOME NONENTITY BUT EXCUSE ME? PLEASE BE MORE GENTLEMAN/WOMEN.&lt;br /&gt;THIRDLY, THEY ARE SOOOOOOOOOO KIASU. AND I WONT ELABORATE ON THIS.&lt;br /&gt;LASTLY, THEY SIMPLY DO NOT HAVE DIGNITY AND PRIDE AND THEY SIMPLY &lt;b&gt;DEPEND&lt;/b&gt; ON OTHERS TO HELP THEM LEVEL UP. I MEAN. YOU GOT TO BE INDEPENDENT AND STOP RELYING ON OTHERS AND LEEACH ON THEIR HARD-EARNED EXPERIENCE POINTS. AND SOME EVEN GO AROUND BEGGING FOR MONEY. GOOOODNESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they SPOILT my mood of enjoying the game tremendously. or maybe im just meant for solo. no wonder i opt being a page so much &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that ends my &lt;b&gt;first&lt;/b&gt; june entry. (oh wait, i forgot to mention this. kudos to miss sham's writings xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-111798469496825363?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111798469496825363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111798469496825363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111798469496825363' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-111754978876130641</id><published>2005-05-31T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T22:29:48.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh, MY JOSHUA</title><content type='html'>CIP IN ST STEPHEN PRI SCHOOL IS SO FUN xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought it was going to be terrible and booorrrinngg after reading jas's entry abt her cip. and OH GOSH, IT TURNED OUT TO BE SUCH A MARVELLOUS DAY WITH ALL THOSE ABSOLUTELY LOVABLE AND CUTE PRI 3 LITTLE GUYS! and oh my goodness. OH MY GOODNESS. I LOVE MY STRAWBERRY GROUUUPPP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i will NEVER forget my strawberrians teammates. &lt;strong&gt;JOSHUA!&lt;/strong&gt; isaac eugene kartib/mr.ganesh johnaton and 2 more indians plus two chinese (okay, i had been eye-candying on joshua that i didnt really try to rmb the remaining names. they are so hard to rmb &gt;&lt;) i'll put all my darling strawberries pictures up in here as soon kind cherrie send me the photos! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOOOSSHHUUAAAA!! *screams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know hes super cute and SO gentleman and SO daoish and SO shy?!? okay cause yunting's watermeleon got a guy called joshua too! so when we told her there is a joshua in my group, she pointed at him and said, oh ur called joshua too! and guess wad! josh acted cool by looking here and there and TOTALLY DAOING HER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we had this 'nature hunting' thingy and we had this list of items. so me and yile will just sit aside pasting whatever the guys had hunted. and JOSHUA!!!!!! (yes, IM GETTING HYPER) he scratched his hair while giving me the packet of sand. WHICH IS SUCH AN OBVIOUS INDICATION FOR KIDS LIKE HIM THAT HES SHYY WHEN HE PASSES &lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt; THE SAND! *hyperventilates!* HES SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when we wanted to take photos using cherrie's handphone (I FORGOT TO BRING CAMERA. AHHHHHHH) we took pictures of everyone of them. so when we reached joshua, i knelt down at him and said, can we take a picture of you? AND HE LOOKED AWAY AND HE ACTED COOL AGAIN. so when i snapped the picture of him and yile, the guy behind him gave him a small punch. which is saying that DONT ACT SHY. SMILE AT THE CAMERA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CANT WAIT TO GET MY PICTURE OF HIM FROM CHERRIE AS SOON AS POSSIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEERRIEEE COME ONLINEEEEE QUUUUIIIIICCCCCCCKKKKKLLLLLLLYYYYYYYYYY. im missing MY JOSHUA TO BITS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-111754978876130641?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='oh, MY JOSHUA'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111754978876130641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111754978876130641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111754978876130641' title='oh, MY JOSHUA'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-111737394355241873</id><published>2005-05-29T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T21:39:03.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>start y a w n i n g!</title><content type='html'>starts ranting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so like a dumbass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being &lt;strike&gt;kaypoh&lt;/strike&gt; nosey, i went off to calculate my overall GPA marks if my lit and eng scored one mark higher respectively (they just needed one more mark to reach to the next level of GPA score). and i ended up feeling dumbstruck and remorseful of being &lt;strike&gt;kaypoh&lt;/strike&gt; nosey. i didnt know by just this ONE insignificant mark, it can ended up such a HUGE DIFFERENCE for my overall GPA score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i truly understand why lijie was agitated when she calculated her marks if her physics pt scored high (apparently, the physics pt's rubrics is quite rubbishy and unfair and nonsensical and caused lots of people to lose their precious marks. like. how stupid when they say e.g 25 boxes ticked = 20 marks. 20 boxes ticked = 15 marks. [lots of complicated details in it. shldnt bore you to death] ) and i overheard how she exclaimed that she could have scored one whole mark higher than her current GPA score (hers is so damn high btw).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truly and to be honestly speaking, how i wished i could revert time back and complete my english pt and lit pt with more care. how i wished that my lit and eng could just score &lt;i&gt;one&lt;/i&gt; more mark higher. how i wish. how i wish. how i wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i first received my progress report, i was feeling a little disappointed when i saw my marks. yes, i do admit. it is such a vast improvement as compared to my last year's results. but i felt that after having learnt terrible lessons one after another last year, i really take every performances tasks and tests (okay, if its formative, i wont give a toot abt it.) and exams seriously and i would do my best and study hard for them. and this is the GPA score that i get? how saddening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am greedy. and im ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but who on earth create this GPA score system? is there any fairer system that can bring justice to the poor souls like for e.g lijie and &lt;strike&gt;me&lt;/strike&gt; other people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*laughing uncontrollably while watching my mum struggling hilariously with her arms and legs flying arnd to do some kitty's aerobics show in front of the TV.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. now its motivating me to strive even harder for better results. and as today pastor says, believe in God and expect good coming into your life. Expand your tent even larger. Be prepared for the great blessings so that you wont be surprised when you received them. The only way to thank God for all the good things in life? Ask for more good. Ask for more blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well God, im anticipating all the good from You in my life (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-111737394355241873?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111737394355241873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111737394355241873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111737394355241873' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-111720393565261820</id><published>2005-05-27T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T22:25:35.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>start y a w n i n g!</title><content type='html'>i'll miss you, miss agnes lim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-111720393565261820?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111720393565261820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111720393565261820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111720393565261820' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-111701145101765353</id><published>2005-05-25T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T16:57:31.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>s</title><content type='html'>phototaking day (x which is also my sprouting &lt;em&gt;lucky pimple&lt;/em&gt; day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont mind having a huge HUMONGOUS pimple pasted under my nose. BUT HELLO? ITS MY LAST TIME HAVING A CLASS PHOTO WITH 205 AND OUT YOU SPROUT. THANK YOUU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. im fine. im &lt;em&gt;good.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;righhhtt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, sometimes it will just somehow dawn upon you one day which will really cause you thinking, 'what am i really good at?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it got to me when i was about to sleep. and i analysed my situation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math bad.&lt;br /&gt;chinese bad.&lt;br /&gt;english bad.&lt;br /&gt;geog okay.&lt;br /&gt;history okay.&lt;br /&gt;lit okay.&lt;br /&gt;music bad.&lt;br /&gt;erhu bad.&lt;br /&gt;gaohu bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is just so depressing. so now im browsing through community centres to find some courses/activities for me to participate. just have to find something im really good at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is that? ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-111701145101765353?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111701145101765353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111701145101765353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111701145101765353' title='s'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-111674424366543182</id><published>2005-05-22T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T22:00:54.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday</title><content type='html'>happy birthday 205 (= (alright, its 2 days ago &gt;&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah. im a little tired after prac-cing, trying to perfect 2 pus. i regretted not paying much attention/ clarifying my doubts during co &gt;&lt; (half-wishing huimin is here) ah sigh. 3 more to go. jiayouuu. but mozart is nice! it kept me rather thrilled when i listened and played it actually. but i got stuck after the next few bars. *listening repeatedly to mozart's song* &lt;- which didnt help much apparently because i just cant rmb the tune of the song except the first few lines -______- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought junma is horrendously horrible (apparently i got TOO lost during dazu. my poor pathetic first impression of the song) and after figuring the fingerings and all that, its not &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; bad after all. just that my yingzhun flies all around. taijike is nice too! but i dont know why it sounded rather wierd when i played it. i like houlongmong the best xD its so saaaddd and depressing and shriekish at the near back of the song. *distracted by sis's blasting christian music*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh. the songs rocks xD (junma not inclusive.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first impression is &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; important.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-111674424366543182?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111674424366543182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111674424366543182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111674424366543182' title='birthday'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-111650543560435747</id><published>2005-05-19T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T20:23:55.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>miserbale</title><content type='html'>im very miserable of everything. and to add on, theres co tmr and im in such a pathetic state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im better off being dead.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-111650543560435747?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111650543560435747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111650543560435747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111650543560435747' title='miserbale'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-111625568698691460</id><published>2005-05-16T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T23:01:26.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>q</title><content type='html'>im totally &lt;u&gt;exhausted&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came back home from school for that stupid cip talk. what can i say? ITS A WASTE OF MY TIME. and i spent 2/3 of the time sleeping with my head banging on my bag. the talk was so boring and i couldnt help but let the sleepbugs take control over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after that, i went home with jasmine and yixin and her SUPER TALL FRIEND ALICE. and i was queing up for bus 806 in the bus interchange and bz talking to them, suddenly i heard this familiar-yet-terrorizing voice muttering in a soft deep voice, "Rebecca". and no one calls me rebecca unless its my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt help laughing. all this while of a period of around 5 min, how can i NOT notice my MOTHER IS QUEING BESIDE ME!?! i was super shocked and just overwhelmed with laughter. heh. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i reached home, i had to start baking brownies for tmr's party and while i was waiting for lijie to come over to my hse to bake together with me, i tried baking cake. everything was perfect, i pour the beautiful liquid-form of chocolate cake into the tin and put it nicely in the oven. until i remembered. I FORGOT TO GREASE MY TIN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lijie came. so not bothering with my cake (whine), i went to bake brownies. it was so hilarious. i thought to set up some simple task for lijie to do. so i told her to pour the plain flour into the cup and when i was back after checking the egg-beater machine, she was having difficulty pouring into the cup. &gt;&lt; so i helped her and i asked her to sift. IT WAS SO FUNNY THE WAY SHE SIFT THE FLOUR. I WAS LAUGHING LIKE MAD AND I TOOK THE SIFTER FROM HER AND I SAID NICELY, "okaayyy, this is the way to sift flour." and she indignantly said, "I KNOW THAT!" hahaha funny lijie. and due to past experiences, i knew that she couldnt crack eggs (YOU SHLD SEE HOW SHE CRACK EGGS)so i asked her to beat eggs. and its so. HILARIOUS. COMICAL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh. you shld try to bake with lijie. shes SO FUNNY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when the product was out, i finally relaxed and watch lijie asking questions with mathcool guy. (he didnt reply btw ): sadlyy.) and when we tasted it, we were like, omg. ITS NICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD LING ROCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway she had to leave so i had to go to the market to buy more eggs to bake more brownies and mop the floor and wash all the dishes and tidy the brownies in a huge box (i couldnt find a small one :S ) finally when everything was done, it was 10 plus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO NOW IM OFF TO DO MATH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cringee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-111625568698691460?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111625568698691460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111625568698691460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111625568698691460' title='q'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-111599934039934539</id><published>2005-05-13T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T23:49:00.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o</title><content type='html'>today having that pft make me realise more things abt myself, i supposed. lesson taught:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to go and find a workshop to learning what and how to react to another's emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its simply terrible, okay. when she cried, i was totally lost. i mean, im supposed to be her good friend and there i was, staring and standing helplessly near her while all the other classmates went over and hugged, teased, do anything to make her feel happy. i simply &lt;u&gt;do not&lt;/u&gt;  know how to react or say. it happens all the time and when someone talks to me and expects a reply, i will only go, "orh". haha, sometimes im just such a loner &gt;&lt; so most of the time while they all crowded over her, i just stood dumbly aside, smiling when appropriate. and when she talked to me, i didnt know what to say except that, "when are you coming to my hse to bake stuff for the party?" or, at least, something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much of a relevance &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one sentence:&lt;br /&gt;its time to start learning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-111599934039934539?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111599934039934539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111599934039934539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111599934039934539' title='o'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-111581683110124463</id><published>2005-05-11T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T21:07:11.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>start y a w n i n g!</title><content type='html'>tmr co is reopening! tmr got xiaozu. i wonder how the sec 1s progress now. the sad part is i still dont remember any sec 1 except yubo (duh ^^) and one sl (i hope she doesnt become a prefect next year &gt;&lt; -prays-) &lt;- im mean &gt;&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fumes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not appreciate the fact that you keep asking me whats hw for tmr. i mean, what the world. dont you ever take note in class? if you do, just jolly well check your notebook. if you dont, PLEASE BE REMINDED IM NOT YOUR NOTEBOOK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i do not appreciate also the fact that you keep asking me if i completed my pts/hw or not. i mean why on earth do you want to know whether i completed mine? so that you will feel good if i have not completed mine? so that you can ask me whether you can refer (might as well say copy) mine if i completed mine? please note that I DO NOT LIKE THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sorry. but just now they really pissed me off and this has been continuing for more than 1 year and i just have to get off my chest)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO THERE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-111581683110124463?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111581683110124463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111581683110124463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111581683110124463' title='start y a w n i n g!'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-111573214893402977</id><published>2005-05-10T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T21:36:30.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>p</title><content type='html'>whee! new layout! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally started making one after seeing how sam 'screamed' at me in my tagboard =X (other people complained abt the size of the layout too but oh well ): ) but i really liked that previous layout! so simple, nice and SMALL! so i make this one while i kept yawning over and over again in front of the com. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yawn.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! i went to lijie's house today. and surprisingly her house's sofa is SO nice to lie against. and i watched laws of attraction! omg! so nice and funny! but it will be better if it was tom hanks who acted in it instead of pierre boston though ^^ and i watched a little part of pocahantas (lijie said i shld watch it, it wasnt that nice lar.) before setting off. and it took me 30 min to walk back home &gt;&lt; with that sticky irritating pinafore on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i havent linked ruici yet. but im simply too lazy to link. eek. anyway im super duper happy now that there is NO more performances task anymore. -pause- well at least temporary before the math's one comes ): that physics pt is so terrible can. and that stupid crocodile physics kept hanging on me that i had to redo my whole tedious circuit over and over again. BLEARHX. and there is the stupid summary and the task which we had to set up questions. i mean. WHAT THE WORLD DO WE HAVE TO SET UP QUESTIONS, DO A SUMMARY AND A COMPLEX CIRCUIT. and i did it till 5 am. so yesterday once i reached home i slept till today's morning &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! we got back the geog's paper. haha xD was surprised to saw my marks. I PASSED! THANKS ESTHER who has been kindly scanning notes for me x) and &lt;strong&gt;do&lt;/strong&gt; remember to bring howl's moving castle okay! heh! and thank goodness i passed for my nature of science pt. heard lots of pple failed &gt;&lt; luckily i got kt for nfc. heh (x my physics paper was terrible. got lots of wrong answers in my section a and my marks were like -________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im super tired now. byee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-111573214893402977?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111573214893402977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111573214893402977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111573214893402977' title='p'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-111538781863902098</id><published>2005-05-06T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T21:56:58.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 SENTENCES!!</title><content type='html'>whee xD napfa! is! OVERR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;correction: &lt;em&gt;2.4 km run &lt;/em&gt;is over. and even though in the sense, my grade (A to F [you know, those kind]) didnt drop, but my timing deproved by 1 min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONE MIN&lt;/strong&gt;omggg. it shows how much chocolate i have indulged over the one year ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but special thanks to the wonderful&lt;strong&gt; sijia&lt;/strong&gt;, who motivated me to run faster for the last round. shes super nice! even though her 2.4km ended, she still ran with me. omgg. and she was like, &lt;em&gt;SPRINT, GO LINGG!&lt;/em&gt; how touched can i get (: and so, i sprinted like crazy when i saw the finishing line xD and &lt;strong&gt;sabrina&lt;/strong&gt; too! she scolded me severly when i was depressed during the run. hahaa I LOVE THEM TO BITS OKAY! WONDERFUL THEM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also to &lt;strong&gt;mel &lt;/strong&gt;(: i was so tired and giddy after the run and she offered me her super icy cold water and i just pour over my shirt and hair xD so cooling! and thanks to &lt;strong&gt;gab!&lt;/strong&gt; who helped me when i was little giddy. or maybe comforted me cus she hugged me and i was feeling giddy so i sort of just clinged on to her before 3 seconds later senses knocked back to me that i dont like hugging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i went with vivien (after i got back my voice and strength &gt;&lt;) and we went &lt;em&gt;somewhere.&lt;/em&gt; heh! then i went home and did some grocery breakfast shopping and went home (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home sweeeet home (x &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-111538781863902098?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='2 SENTENCES!!'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111538781863902098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111538781863902098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111538781863902098' title='2 SENTENCES!!'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-111521483611901955</id><published>2005-05-04T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T21:56:14.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style="font: bolder small-caps 14pt Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; color: black; text-transform: capitalize; word-spacing: .3em; text-align: center; background: #bce9ff; border-style: double; border-color: gray; padding: 5px; width: 350px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Birthdate: March 16&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style=" font: small-caps small-caps 12pt Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; color: black; text-transform: none; text-align: left; background: #e2f5ff; border-style: double; border-color: gray; padding: 5px; width: 350px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birth on the 16th day of the month gives a sense of loneliness and generally the desire to work alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are relatively inflexible, and insist on your being independent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need a good deal of time to rest and to meditate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are introspective and a little stubborn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of this, it may not be easy for you to maintain permanent relationships, but you probably will as you are very much into home and family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This birth day inclines to interests in the technical, the scientific, and to the religious or the unknown realm of spiritual explorations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The date gives you a tendency to seek unusual approaches and makes your style seem a little different and unique to those around you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your intuition is aided by the day of your birth, but most of your actions are bedded in logic, responsibility, and the rational approach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be emotional, but have a hard time expressing these emotions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of this, there may be some difficulty in giving or receiving affection.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EOIs are finally over! and im seizing this opportunity to play as much as i can! (i have this strong feeling my results are going to turn out to be terrible)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw jasmine and hwee's blog. they tried the personality test and so, being curious, I TRY TOO! xD (obviously ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its pretty amazing how accurate it can be. wonder how they did it. there is a part where its wrong though. im not VERY into home and family. okay, im not going to elaborate on that. but quite true huh. especially some parts like, "You may be emotional, but have a hard time expressing these emotions. Because of this, there may be some difficulty in giving or receiving affection."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO WONDER ALL MY COMPOS OF ALL LANGUAGES ALWAYS NEARLY FAIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are relatively inflexible" NO WONDER IM HAVING SUCH A HARD TIME UNDERSTANDING MATH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right. and i shall not go huff puff over this matter. ITS MS TIME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-111521483611901955?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111521483611901955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111521483611901955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111521483611901955' title='o'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-111502969560123478</id><published>2005-05-02T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T18:28:15.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>n</title><content type='html'>BEFORE I ANNOUNCE I GO ON HIATUS I WOULD LIKE TO SAY LINGG HAS DONE NO REVISION SO FAR TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay &lt;em&gt;donnntt &lt;/em&gt;freak out! there is still uhm uhm. less than 24 hours before tmr's lit and chinese exam! i cant help it! my ms char is going to gain level soon and i cant help but play (but my mum is hovering ar0und lar, so cant play) and whenever i sit down at my desk to do chinese, my mind fleets away and next thing i knew, im baking cookies! (yesterday was noodles -______-) okay, IM SUCH A PILE OF. SHEET. arrraaaagghhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY I PROMISE THAT I WILL MUG HARD after jogging. heh. maybe after a nice nice bath and a nice nice dinner. and a short game of ms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such a wonderful and acheivable aim! i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;love &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;MYSELF!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-111502969560123478?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111502969560123478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111502969560123478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111502969560123478' title='n'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-111484699766858591</id><published>2005-04-30T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T15:43:17.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>m</title><content type='html'>i think it was peiting who added me as friend in friendster did i start to explore friendster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such a long time since i read and explore my primary school mates' stuff. haha everyone changes i supposed xD all become so fashionable and chio-ded and all become so feminine - wearing necklace earrings miniskirts and everything (X it seems to be only me who didnt change much -_______-  a pity i dont talk to my ex-buddys anymore. they were really fun and nice to hang out with when we were still great friends. and i think its the only time in chongfu that i really shine with them and show my real personality. like the times we complained, confided each other deep secrets, gossip here and there. boy, it was so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now? a big major change. i think a difference btwn primary and secondary schools is that for pri school, you were still innocent and young and you dont take much notice (on some stuff) but for secondary school, its more. b*tchy. heh. ^____^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week EOI! and here im, still ignoring the textbooks in front of me. and later got stupid jiang tuition chinese test! all testing stuff i nv learn in school -_________________- im dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want time to revert back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-111484699766858591?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111484699766858591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111484699766858591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111484699766858591' title='m'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-111477633555526564</id><published>2005-04-29T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T20:05:35.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>l</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY YIXIN (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im NOT late for assembly! how proud can i get xD today went to the debate thingy btwn rgs and chinese high, so i skipped some parts of assembly (= the debate is very fun, much better than some sports fest or anything. i feel so. dumb. upon seeing those pple using a mixture of idioms, philosopher's words, blah blah. aahh.&lt;br /&gt;rgs lost, but i think its because the chinese high's points are easier to fight back and win. heh ^^ chinese high is a damn big school, can! but i realised classroom NO aircon! i rather have a small school with aircon (:&lt;br /&gt;i completed my english pt at 5 am. and when i woke up again (due to my mum's screaming and hitting me on my arm) it was 623am and we had to leave at 630am. and i first thought why mum is screaming at me for no reason when its 600am! baah. but luckily i managed to do all the things on time and went to school =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im super tired can. and next week is eoi exams. I CANT WAIT MAN. oh, and napfa run ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i desperately need test-free month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-111477633555526564?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/' title='l'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111477633555526564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111477633555526564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111477633555526564' title='l'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-111463614022321059</id><published>2005-04-28T05:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T05:14:14.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>k</title><content type='html'>lets see. its 5 am now and everyone is still sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later got physics EOI test and im freaking out. so yesterday i was super tired (after a week of all those rushings of pts and tests) and i slept till like 930pm and mug till now. finally the revisions are completed and i understand more somehow ^^ physics is nice. better than chemistry which requires you to learn this symbol and that and bio - all those chim words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a little exhausted. but i just ate some noodles arnd 2 am and now im slurping a nice cup of orange juice. it shld be fine (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im going to do my english pt now! hopefully to complete it 3/4 of it. and its due tmr -____- i want to mug for math today so i better go do now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post is weird today. nvm. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-111463614022321059?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111463614022321059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111463614022321059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111463614022321059' title='k'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-111433017949657414</id><published>2005-04-24T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T16:29:45.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>j</title><content type='html'>sigh. i aint in no mood for any math [linear graph. URGH] nor any pts [hist, eng, physics]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still in the syf mood. -_____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but from this competition, i never realised how much i have actually loved this cca. kind of foolish of me to know it only now. i will prac very very hard and accept criticisms, learn yingzhun from the pro sam ^^, master the gaohu and erhu well (= otherwise i will let down &lt;em&gt;someone's&lt;/em&gt; expectations and of course, myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now im letting time waste in my hands. baaah. im sick of EOIs and PTs. im going to be deranged. baaaahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still looking forward to valerie lending me hayao miyazaki's movies! i cant wait! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and, HAPPY BIRTHDAY HUIMIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[extra] i finally put up the tagboard due to meli's request! how nice can i get, right meli? HEH [/extra]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-111433017949657414?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111433017949657414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111433017949657414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111433017949657414' title='j'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-111418238941297448</id><published>2005-04-22T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T23:06:29.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i</title><content type='html'>today is syf day. and its going to end in an hour time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i declare that i enjoy this day tremendously- alot. even though we only got gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll elaborate. &lt;em&gt;if you want to know (=&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syf day. friday. i was freaking out like mad can? cause wgy insisted us to sleep early and i only slept nearly at 2 am plus. it wasnt my fault but there were english and geog test (i didnt manage to study or remember much. how great can it be) and i mugged for them. but anyway, when i did the tests, i knew im going to either just pass or fail. my fate is sealed =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was looking forward to the end of the tests, so that i can finally join co for the practices! and so when it reached 10, i met yixin and we went to change into our co uniform! (okay, half of it. we didnt wear the tie or the blazer) and then we went to prac. and we, the spuddies, gave the present (a brownish bag) to wgy! hope shes happy with it. but anyway then prac prac, and i met ms agnes lim while we were having lunch. its a surprise she recognises me and i freaked out when she asked me questions and i kept muttering nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were short notes with sweets attached to them being passed around. they are supposedly be the encouragement present or sth. i was happy to receive them. i mean, how nice! we went to singapore conference hall and then here comes the long wait for our turn to come. it was boring actually and my legs were aching from wearing the court shoes, so i was basically tired, wretched and waiting miserably for our turn to come and compete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was finaally our turn. we did our best i guess. and we got gold! i remembered the tension at that time. i was squeezing real tightly to minggy's and eelyn's hands. most of the upper sec and a few sec cried. they wanted to get gold with honors i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt very surprised actually. i guess i already knew we couldnt get the gold with honors with our current standard. but come to think of it. 80% of the co is the newcomers. and we, the newcomers, CLINCH A GOLD? omg, are we pro or wad! so im going to prac and learn well on my instrument! GOLD WITH HONOURS. its bound to be with us for syf 2007. and im not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went back to school, tired out and there were some amusing incidents while we, xianyue, tried to change our clothes in the storage room. heh. (oh, uhm. if anyone found a grey shorts, please tell me yar? &gt;&lt;)  sherry and joyce were wearing super duper short miniskirts? i never dared to wear miniskirts -____- okay thats not the main point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we rushed to spagadies(?), italian restaurant, to celebrate ending of syf and some batch section outing thingy. the 10 spuddy got a table. food was nice, but EX. then me and yixin shared a pizza which cost 15.50 bucks -__- but i got real satisfaction cus yihui melissa valerie eelyn couldnt finish their food! so i managed to kope their food! and me yihui mel eelyn yixin shared a italian chocolate cake and its SO DELICIOUS. it cost 5 bucks btw :S then there was an early celebration of huimin's bday! DELICIOUS CHOCOLATE CAKE MAN. and huimin was super funny trying to pose pictures for the cake and she cutting the cake into disguisting bits. but it was YUMMY okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there came a problem! cus its a high-class restaurant, there is bound to be some nonsensical GST and everything. so it caused some confusion on how much each person has to pay or sth. *EGO!* I SOLVED IT! even though i created confusion, but i settled it! wheee! how nice! and i have great assistants namly yihui mel yixin to count the notes for me! heh ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huimin suddenly came and surprised me by giving me sam eelyn chocolates and notes. i mean, i didnt expect her to be so. uhm. baah. basically she doesnt really give pple presents. so yarr. the potaHtoes wanted to go shopping but we wanted to go home lar. so we left the sec 3s to shop and we rushed home. it was quite fun actually talking to mel yihui eelyn and yubo. and yubo is going to lend me ayumi's cd! RIGHT YUBO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i reached home. satisfied but tired. so rigghhtt noow. IM SLEEEPPY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo. i finished all my sweets up. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im too lazy to bathe. (okay dont flinch. I BATHED IN THE MORNING! how hygenic i am!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i want to watch howl's moving castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hooooooowwwwwwllllls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-111418238941297448?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111418238941297448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111418238941297448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111418238941297448' title='i'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-111400246597828772</id><published>2005-04-20T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T00:19:44.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>h</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;okay. breeathhee innn breeatheee out! thats right! you are doing it well&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, who create this relaxing techinque of breathing? IT SERIOUSLY DO NOT WORK A SINGLE BIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE SO MANY PTS, SO MANY TESTS AND EXAMS. AND OH THANK YOU, AN ADDITIONAL BONUS - SYF. AND WHY ON EARTH DO I HAVE &lt;strong&gt;TWO &lt;/strong&gt;TESTS ON FRIDAY (WHICH IS ON MY SYF DAY), BOTH ON THE FIRST AND SECOND BLOCK? WHY CANT EITHER MY ENGLISH OR GEOG BLOCK PERIODS BE LIKE AFTER THE SECOND BLOCK SO THAT I CAN SKIP IT?!? AND NOW ITS ONLY WEDNESDAY AND IM FREAKING OUT OVER MY LIT TEST FOR TMR. AND TO THINK NAPFA 2.4KM IS COMING IN A MTH'S TIME. AND MY STAMINA IS LOSING AND I CANT RUN AS WELL ANYMORE. DUE TO ALL THESE THINGS, I CANT EVEN FIND TIME TO RUN NOR FIND ANY ENERGY TO DO SIT UPS AT HOME. IM SO TIRED AND ALL MY ENERGY ARE DRAINED FROM THE CO PRACS EVERYDAY. TOTALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. sorry. im feeling much better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now its already 910. and IM BLOGGING? and i havent complete my persuasive brochere nor my geog essay nor tidy my hist file which are all due by TMR? and i havent study the question that miss ong gave for the lit test. and im freaking out. &lt;strong&gt;seriously.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baaah. i better solve all these stuff by this week. if i cant complete these tasks, seriously, im not fit to participate in nyaa. this better motivate me to be become a better person like lisa and des, who practically complete any hw or pt on that day itself :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. ALL FOR THESE EMPTY TALKS. START DOING WORKK NOOWWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to read series of unfortunate events book 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-111400246597828772?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111400246597828772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111400246597828772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111400246597828772' title='h'/><author><name>ling</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-6543303.post-111371991889375321</id><published>2005-04-17T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T18:31:18.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>g</title><content type='html'>im bored. and im officially sick of doing my history pt and english pt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiayou lingg! you can do it, girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;riigghhht.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[add-ins: I CANT BELIEVE I ONLY WATCHED SPIRITED AWAY TILL NOW. GOODNESS, ITS A MARVELLOUS MOVIE. I LOVE HAYAO MIYAZAKI! SUCH A GREAT DIRECTOR! I LOVE ALL HIS MOVIES TO DEATH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go here! &lt;a href="http://www.nausicaa.net/miyazaki/sen/synopsis/sen_synopsis_ajnrules.txt"&gt;http://www.nausicaa.net/miyazaki/sen/synopsis/sen_synopsis_ajnrules.txt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE RULES!]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6543303-111371991889375321?l=feeather-life-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111371991889375321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6543303/posts/default/111371991889375321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeather-life-.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111371991889375321' title='g'/><author><name>ling</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></feed>
