<?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-24253699</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:56:09.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-forgottenED-</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>211</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-4490278211923366507</id><published>2009-04-15T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T01:23:13.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i surprised myself for ever thinking of posting on this blog again.&lt;br /&gt;but it think i will better write down in black and white in case i have forgotten again, given my limited intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;determination. i must not lose my determination. its been really really long since i have been determined about doing something. this time i think i am about to break my limit of my determination because i must change my forgetfulness within one month (or more?) i am a person who procrastinates so much that it can be compared to the amount of rice i've eaten, honestly speaking i still not sure if i am able to do that within a month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgetfulness. i must not forget to call you everytime i get home. i must not forget to call you when i am out doing something else. i must not forget the important stuffs you had said (like what are the plans you have for the next blah-day). i must not forget to be determined to change my forgetfulness. (so if i may request, dont get angry if i ask you one more time - to confirm again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, i must not forget you have the right to be angry with me and that you might forget and your old habits acts up again (its not i am underestimating you, i definitely have faith in you that you will try your very very very best in changing), i will still forgive you, as long as its not way overboard. humans are not meant to be perfect every single time, isnt it? this i have understood it well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i am trying very hard to psycho myself. although part of me didnt want to do it, i will just do it anyway. because this will benefit me in the long run. hopefully this can reduce my risk of getting Alzheimer's disease at a young age. i dont know if my brain can take this kind of stress, but im afraid one day it might get screwed up and go crazy (ok im bullshitting a little).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, i really hope you can understand if i ever fail sometimes. like i said, i will bear with the little discrepancies that you might show after one week, i hope you will do the same to me too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nevertheless, i will still love you and cherish you. we work hard together for this relationship, ok?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-4490278211923366507?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/4490278211923366507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=4490278211923366507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/4490278211923366507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/4490278211923366507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-surprised-myself-for-ever-thinking-of.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-6670093496357265532</id><published>2008-12-21T18:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T03:03:12.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ding dong ding dong!&lt;br /&gt;finally willing to touch my blog once again.&lt;br /&gt;nobody is interested in reading my blog anyway.&lt;br /&gt;this blog has been stopped its traffic of visitors since probably the day i started.&lt;br /&gt;hence the name of my blog.&lt;br /&gt;see, even the name of my blog has its significance. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason why i had not been blogging diligently because i find no meaning in blogging about my everyday life.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want my blog to sound like any other blogs out there.&lt;br /&gt;maybe their ways of putting words together is not the same, but the message brought across are still the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only blog when there is really something bothering me and i really need to get it out.&lt;br /&gt;or just some random thoughts of mine about life.&lt;br /&gt;i now treat my blog as some kind of emotional therapy and a canister to contain my collection of thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, Christmas is near.&lt;br /&gt;have a merry X'mas and a happy new year. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-6670093496357265532?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6670093496357265532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=6670093496357265532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/6670093496357265532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/6670093496357265532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-have-officially-stopped-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-3093413382123060267</id><published>2008-10-14T01:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T01:35:00.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Most of you had probably already known that i have already with another guy.&lt;br /&gt;Some of you may think its too sudden and maybe i might have made the wrong decision.&lt;br /&gt;Or even some of you might say some things unpleasant about me, i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;No, i do not treat boyfriends as clothes which are to be changed frequently.&lt;br /&gt;If its that so, i would have broken up with my ex long ago and go for another guy.&lt;br /&gt;Its just that even though i knew we are cant stay together for long but i insisted that we can last and be happy together in the future.&lt;br /&gt;It was my stubborness to hold on and i even escaped from all the problems coming on our way.&lt;br /&gt;But to be honest, i didnt really feel real love before.&lt;br /&gt;I say this just in case some of you might get the wrong idea about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever you all may think, i wont regret the decision i had made.&lt;br /&gt;I know deep in my heart that my boyfriend is the one who is really true to me.&lt;br /&gt;He will be the one who is constantly by my side, ready to hold on to me whenever i fall.&lt;br /&gt;People may think im foolish to be so sure that he is really the one for me after i know him for mere 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;But whatever people say, it still doesnt affect me. &lt;br /&gt;I made such a decision because i really think its the right thing to do before i tastes even more regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that is all i have to say for now.&lt;br /&gt;Until the next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-3093413382123060267?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3093413382123060267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=3093413382123060267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/3093413382123060267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/3093413382123060267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2008/10/most-of-you-had-probably-already-known.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-6727292747459666029</id><published>2008-10-02T13:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T14:12:30.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so many things had happened.&lt;br /&gt;so much thats its overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;all these began when i first joined VentureEra.&lt;br /&gt;i had fights and quarrels with my mom and even my sister, who had never scolded me a word in my entire life, reprimanded me for being so naive and insensible.&lt;br /&gt;they asked me to wake up to the reality.&lt;br /&gt;it is not at all that easy to succeed.&lt;br /&gt;you will have to make a lot of sacrifices of those people and things you treasure in order to get the success you want.&lt;br /&gt;it is definitely a really big risk to take.&lt;br /&gt;it is really natural for mothers and close ones to object because they cared, and they did not want me to fall too hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during my 5 days at VentureEra, i had definitely learnt a lot of valuable things that is impossible for you to realise in an ordinary and mundane life.&lt;br /&gt;and also things about success and inspirations in life that cant be learnt in any school textbooks.&lt;br /&gt;i had learnt that success not as hard as you think, as long as you keep picking yourself up and try again.&lt;br /&gt;sounds easier than doing it, but it is achievable with a strong mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had both cried and had joy during my short 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;although i had yet to break my own limit in VentureEra, i did not regret joining it.&lt;br /&gt;but it was quite a pity that i will not be able to join my lovely friends at the company who are always there for me.&lt;br /&gt;lastly, i would like to thank all my friends over there, andric, boon keat, edward, jonah and junwei for giving me one of the best moments in my life, and those who i really admire and respect, mr dewey ho, mr glenn, mr eric, mr alvin and mr wai jun for inspiring me all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck to all my friend in VE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-6727292747459666029?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6727292747459666029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=6727292747459666029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/6727292747459666029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/6727292747459666029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-many-things-had-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-5058305599131801118</id><published>2008-08-30T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T21:46:05.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>studio project is finally over.&lt;br /&gt;so much stress and conflicts during the 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;so much drama during our group work too.&lt;br /&gt;shall not elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;i am always the one who is being the slackest.&lt;br /&gt;i deserve a 3 for all aspects for the peer evaluation. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at least i have learnt a lot from this project.&lt;br /&gt;i now realise what it takes to be a good teamplayer.&lt;br /&gt;it was so much harder then what i expected before the project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the presentation is crap.&lt;br /&gt;its a good thing that i had'nt threw my stinking heels backwards into their smug faces.&lt;br /&gt;the lecturers, particularly that &lt;strong&gt;fat pig&lt;/strong&gt; (who really deserved the title as the "mother pig" more than ms gail) and esther, who were not showing the decent basic respect every presentors deserves.&lt;br /&gt;they certainly have a pretty bad sense of humour because they laughed at the slightest thing that tickles them like its the funniest thing in the world.&lt;br /&gt;somemore esther even said something about &lt;em&gt;us&lt;/em&gt; not giving respect to the presentors in front.&lt;br /&gt;is like, hello?&lt;br /&gt;who laughed and gave unnecessary comments the loudest during the presentation?&lt;br /&gt;who are the ones who are showing even more disrespect to the presentors in front than us?&lt;br /&gt;at least &lt;em&gt;we&lt;/em&gt; have the courtesy to keep quiet and listen throughout the presentation without making remarks out loud, even though sometimes the presentation gets a little boring.&lt;br /&gt;yes, the lecturers have the most "authority" to say or comment anything they like, but that dosen't give them the right to critisize our manners if they can't uphold respect for people themselves.&lt;br /&gt;they have certainly forgot the seriousness of this final presentation and they as lecturers should uphold a good example for us to follow.&lt;br /&gt;i am sorry if i am not giving respect to that fat pig and esther, but i can't describe how disgusted and disappointed i was at them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-507309199788585533</id><published>2008-08-13T09:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T16:44:18.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoa.&lt;br /&gt;by MIA-ing for several weeks my blog has transformed into Kids Central or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;apparently some people out there needs to get a serious life.&lt;br /&gt;so what's next?&lt;br /&gt;Powerpuff Girls or Pokemon?&lt;br /&gt;well, really i dont mind these cartoon characters to come and have a nice visit to my blog.&lt;br /&gt;they can be entertaining too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogging during the "concentration" time again.&lt;br /&gt;seriously i still dont feel the pressure on me yet.&lt;br /&gt;not until the very end of the studio project i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call me immature.&lt;br /&gt;right now all i wanted to do is to stare into the blank space for like forever.&lt;br /&gt;why i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;i think this is one of those kind of days when my brain just feel like shutting down for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brain dead dead dead dead.&lt;br /&gt;im going to be a zombie soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i dont know what to type again.&lt;br /&gt;thats all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*accidently deleted my old tagboard so i haveto replace with a fresh brand new one.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-507309199788585533?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/507309199788585533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=507309199788585533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/507309199788585533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/507309199788585533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2008/08/whoa.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-8684444258450598643</id><published>2008-08-12T15:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T15:27:15.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a random day at a random time of the day blogging a random post.&lt;br /&gt;nothing to do during our 'concentration' time in M412.&lt;br /&gt;only feel like dozing off after the sumptous lunch at Sakura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. 3 more weeks to paradise.&lt;br /&gt;its so damn long.&lt;br /&gt;what to do?&lt;br /&gt;we still have so many things to do for studio project.&lt;br /&gt;its very likely that i cant cope again.&lt;br /&gt;to think that we have to overcome yet another tide of schoolwork after the first tide is over.&lt;br /&gt;its so tiring. &lt;br /&gt;but we have no choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, thats all for today.&lt;br /&gt;dozing off very soon.&lt;br /&gt;until the next post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-8684444258450598643?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/8684444258450598643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=8684444258450598643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/8684444258450598643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/8684444258450598643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2008/08/random-day-at-random-time-of-day.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-1684073722497204814</id><published>2008-08-06T19:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T20:45:49.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dang.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like theres a need for me to attend an anger management class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry if my outburst had shocked/angered/disappointed all of u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna blame anyone except myself.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what have gotten me lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just give me time.&lt;br /&gt;i will try to change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-1684073722497204814?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-2484609431335096110</id><published>2008-07-27T18:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T19:28:57.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=((&lt;br /&gt;do you hve any idea how worried i am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get well soon ok?&lt;br /&gt;i know i cant stop you from getting rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed you.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-2484609431335096110?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/2484609431335096110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>how cruelly time can change people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had been disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;really disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just have to say.&lt;br /&gt;cherish the ones close to you while you can.&lt;br /&gt;nobody is ever perfect; they can never be &lt;em&gt;exactly&lt;/em&gt; how you want them to be.&lt;br /&gt;so the only thing to do is to accept their imperfections unconditionally.&lt;br /&gt;think about it; if people are as perfect as you want them to be, life would have lost its meaning.&lt;br /&gt;if people is as perfect as how you want them to be, you will never discover their true beauty and quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this may be too deep for some to perceive.&lt;br /&gt;but i sincerely hope that this message gets across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all i have to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-6017802856495837905</id><published>2008-06-30T20:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T20:48:13.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wahhhhh. stress period is back again.&lt;br /&gt;feeling a great deal of stress.&lt;br /&gt;but yet have no mood to do work. -__-"&lt;br /&gt;had already owed ms lum her wk 8 vart homework.&lt;br /&gt;from school reopening till now.&lt;br /&gt;darn. im such a hopeless slacker. -__-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll do imm later.&lt;br /&gt;but then that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;cuz i dont think i can produce 5 &lt;em&gt;quality&lt;/em&gt; (mr jiunn's expectations are super high plus its QUALITY) in one short night with a half dead mind.&lt;br /&gt;so tomorrow's gonna be the first time i skip drawing lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate homework. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**stupid ants kept crawling onto me and bite me for no reason. do i look that tasty? -__-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-6017802856495837905?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6017802856495837905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=6017802856495837905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/6017802856495837905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/6017802856495837905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2008/06/wahhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-2357925934066261668</id><published>2008-06-26T00:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T01:05:21.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back with another test.&lt;br /&gt;and another another.&lt;br /&gt;kinda boliao cuz my tests taken are like almost the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Ideal Relationship Report&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wan ying, the thing you need most in a relationship is &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Deep Connection&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your ideal relationship you and you partner would be deeply and passionately connected. This sense of intimacy is really important for you. As is the need for certain rules and an understanding of who wields the power in your relationship. But regardless of how this works, your deep need for this kind of closeness will ultimately drive your relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 2 overarching themes that determine the kind of relationship you ultimately desire: the kind of intimacy you want to have with your partner, and the amount of flexibility you want to have within your relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as concepts, "intimacy" and "flexibility" might seem too broad and vague to fully comprehend. Because of this, psychologists have broken them down into subscales that will help you understand more clearly what intimacy and flexibility really mean for you in the context of a relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kind of intimacy you want is determined by three subscales: the kind of support you want, the depth of connection you want, and the amount of sharing you'd like to do with your partner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The amount of flexibility you want is also determined by three subscales: who's in control of the relationship, how much do you want you and your partner to grow with one another, and how many formal rules or guidelines do you want to establish in your relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When taken as a whole, all of these scales together help identify the relationship best suited for you, they determine your ideal relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read on to understand more about them, and to see how you scored on all of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Intimacy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/SGJ3f4WBfMI/AAAAAAAAAX0/ib_9WHZ1XJM/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/SGJ3f4WBfMI/AAAAAAAAAX0/ib_9WHZ1XJM/s320/9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215862708032863426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship involves a high level of intimacy. Basically, intimacy describes the level of emotional closeness that you desire in your ideal relationship. More specifically, when it's broken down, the level of intimacy you desire is determined by three distinct ideals: how much support you need, the depth of connection that you desire, and the amount of sharing you want to do with your partner. These three elements of intimacy — support, depth of connection, and sharing — are described below. But generally what this means is you desire a relationship in which you give and receive a lot of support and in which you feel intimately bonded with your partner. You believe this will create a high level of trust and respect in the relationship. You also want your partner and you to be able to openly share your experiences and feelings with one another. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As indicated earlier, your intimacy score is composed of three parts: support, depth of emotional connection, and levels of sharing. Given its complexity, intimacy can look quite different from one relationship to the next. You can get a better idea of what makes you more or less of an intimacy-seeker by looking further into these three aspects of intimacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Support&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/SGJ3f4WBfMI/AAAAAAAAAX0/ib_9WHZ1XJM/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/SGJ3f4WBfMI/AAAAAAAAAX0/ib_9WHZ1XJM/s320/9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215862708032863426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supportiveness is characterized by the level of acceptance you have of one another's flaws, the fairness of your interactions, as well as the level of respect and trust you have for one another. These traits vary depending on your personalities and how strongly you feel about one another. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your case you desire a very strong level of support in your ideal relationship. You believe that if you can be trusting and respectful towards one another, it will permeate everything the two of you do together. You are accepting and warm, generous with one another, and determined to be fair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Depth of Connection&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/SGJ3f4WBfMI/AAAAAAAAAX0/ib_9WHZ1XJM/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/SGJ3f4WBfMI/AAAAAAAAAX0/ib_9WHZ1XJM/s320/9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215862708032863426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depth of Connection refers exactly to the level of connectedness in a relationship. When you're deeply connected with someone, you're sensitive to the time you spend together and the frequency with which you are together. At this level of connection, any change in your bond can be disruptive. Depth of connection also refers to the degree to which each of you strive to accept and understand one another as a unique individual. Lastly, depth of connection also involves how much communication you desire and the amount of unity you want in your relationship; some couples remain more separate than others even though they are committed to the relationship, while others prefer such a close merger that the two people effectively become one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your case your ideal relationship has a high level of depth. Your ideal relationship would have you so joined at the hip that any time spent apart might at times feel intolerable. You enjoy getting to know everything you can about your romantic partner — who they are and what they want in the relationship. It's important to you to spend almost all of your time together so that there is a sense of security in the relationship. With this level of depth, it can be somewhat threatening when separation appears likely or imminent. But the joy of being deeply and intimately connected is a stronger force than is the threat of losing that person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sharing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/SGJ3f4WBfMI/AAAAAAAAAX0/ib_9WHZ1XJM/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/SGJ3f4WBfMI/AAAAAAAAAX0/ib_9WHZ1XJM/s320/9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215862708032863426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People share many things in a relationship. You may share some aspects of yourself and not others. Or it might be very important to you to share everything. How much sharing you desire depends on your need for privacy as well as how well you want to understand life from another person's perspective. Sharing means telling each other about what you're thinking and feeling, the life decisions you're trying to make, your dreams and hopes, as well as your past experiences. Disclosing these things is more comfortable for some than it is for others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your case your ideal relationship is full of sharing. You want to know your partner's dreams, thoughts, feelings, aspirations, hopes, past experiences — the list is really endless. And you want to share the same with them. This level of disclosure and intimacy is what makes a relationship complete for you — your ideal relationship, at least. You want to share your life with your partner as fully as you can. For you, that means building a partnership where you can be honest with what you are feeling and where there are no surprises jumping out at you as a result of your partner failing to fully share with you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let's look at the second dimension that helps determine the shape your ideal relationship should take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Flexibility &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/SGJ4v0db1HI/AAAAAAAAAX8/mTfC_SyklH8/s1600-h/flex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/SGJ4v0db1HI/AAAAAAAAAX8/mTfC_SyklH8/s320/flex.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215864081379742834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship also involves a low level of flexibility. Flexibility refers to many different things, including your willingness to grow with your romantic partner over time, both as they change as well as when you change. Flexibility indicates your tolerance for weathering storms and for enduring those difficult challenges in life that arise. It also includes the balance of control in your ideal relationship -- the more that either party is controlling the relationship, the less flexibility there is. We will delve into each of these aspects later sections of this report. But generally what it means for you is your ideal relationship is one in which one on you holds more power and control than the other in the relationship. You desire many rules, regulations, and mutual understandings that will keep your relationship structured and less prone to confusion or conflict. In this relationship, change is usually unwelcome due to your comfort with the status quo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let's take a closer look at various aspects of your flexibility score. For this test, your overall flexibility score is determined by three subscores: control, growth, and formality. You can get a better idea of what makes you more or less of a flexibility-seeker by looking further into these three areas and by seeing how you measure up on the different scales. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Control&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/SGJ3f_gtLKI/AAAAAAAAAXs/A-RfylwghfY/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/SGJ3f_gtLKI/AAAAAAAAAXs/A-RfylwghfY/s320/5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215862709956717730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Control is determined by evaluating several different aspects of the power balance in a relationship. First is something called "locus of control," which essentially indicates whether or not you feel that you have some hand in steering the direction of your relationship. Obviously it takes two to tango in a relationship, but that doesn't always mean that each of you have an equal feeling of control. For example, does one of you tend to always get blamed when something goes awry while the other receives every bit of credit when all is well? Another aspect is the authority you assume or want others to have over you — do you like to take charge in a relationship or do you like your partner to have the reins? Lastly, control involves the division of responsibilities that each party in a relationship is willing to take on. Essentially, do you want to handle all of the tasks in your relationship or would you prefer for your partner to do almost everything for you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your case you don't want to make all the decisions or assume all of the responsibility, nor do you want your relationship partner to do it all either. It is when things are most balanced that you feel most comfortable with the power dynamic in your relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Growth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/SGJ3f4WBfMI/AAAAAAAAAX0/ib_9WHZ1XJM/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/SGJ3f4WBfMI/AAAAAAAAAX0/ib_9WHZ1XJM/s320/9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215862708032863426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your desire for growth with your romantic partner is the second area that contributes to the overall flexibility dimension. Desire for growth varies greatly from person to person and is dependent on several different things. First, growth is assessed by your willingness to weather the changes in your relationship and by how much change you are comfortable and capable of enduring. This aspect gives an indication of just how much you would be willing to sacrifice in order to stay in a relationship that is working for you. Are you out the door at the first sign of danger or are you willing to take the changes in stride so that you can stay together? When your partner goes through hard times, will you be there when they emerge from their slump? All of this is indicated in your growth results. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your case your ideal relationship is very strong and committed to growth. Regardless of the changes that you may face, you will stick together. You are willing to sacrifice a lot for one another and for what you think is right. No problem is too big for you to deal with together— you are committed to doing everything you can to work things through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Formality &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/SGJ3fuQOfDI/AAAAAAAAAXk/dX0o4EJN7j0/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/SGJ3fuQOfDI/AAAAAAAAAXk/dX0o4EJN7j0/s320/4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215862705324194866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Formality is third component of the flexibility dimension. It indicates the degree to which you desire a structure and a set of guidelines to govern your relationship. Rules are the biggest part of formality and where you can see the most notable differences between partners — some people run their personal lives as a business and others operate as a free-for-all. Depending on the level of guidelines, rules, and conventions you are comfortable with, your formality score will vary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your case your ideal relationship is not that formal. Sure you have some boundaries and a few rules here and there, but for the most part you are not constrained in what you can do in your relationship and in your life together. You see no need to keep up the walls of formality that can often be found in more business-like relationships. Instead you are committed to a level of personal freedom as long as the health of the relationship remains top-of-mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, you should have a really clear picture of what your ideal relationship looks like. This in-depth understanding of what you value should be helpful to you as you continue the quest for your life partner. After all, if you know what you want, you are more likely to recognize it when you see it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, once you find your mate, it is likely that you will hit some bumps in the road — after all, it is rare relationship that doesn't have some difficulties. As such, we want to give you some personal insight and tools that can help you avert relationship problems and pave the road for a smooth relationship ride. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Problems You Might Encounter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every relationship has problems, so you should come to expect some difficulties and do what you can to prepare for them — without also driving yourself crazy trying to stop bad things from happening. Depending on your relationship style, there are some particular problems that you are most likely to experience in your ideal relationship. You may not be able to prevent these problems from happening altogether, but when they do strike, perhaps you will be able to solve them more quickly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately, with enough practice, you will be able to spot problematic patterns that are inherent to your relationship style and even anticipate them before they happen. That way you can keep your relationship in tip-top shape. After all, we all know that the ideal relationship is hard to come by. But with an understanding of your personal relationship style, creating a relationship closer to your ideal is well within your reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you recall, your ideal relationship style is one with a Deep Connection. You tend to want a high level of intimacy and not much flexibility in your romantic relationships. This relationship style will work well as long as your relationship doesn't hit any big bumps in the road. But if a serious difficulty does surface, you are in for a challenge. The problems you are most likely to face are in regards to the intensity of the relationship coupled with its relative inflexibility. This could result in a suffocating situation in which your relationship is full of passion but there simply isn't enough room to breathe. Without enough flexibility to weather the wild fluctuations that you might expect from an impassioned, intense relationship, you could find yourself in rough waters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the face of problems, a power imbalance may develop that you feel is unfair and damaging to your connection with your partner. The loss of intimacy can be very painful, and the inability to express what you're feeling can lead to a rapid decline in what was once a very enjoyable relationship. To prevent this from happening, it may be worth your while to go against your inclination of keeping to yourself and instead share your feelings with your partner. By compromising somewhat, you will potentially create a connection that has an increased level of flexibility and that will have more power to withstand the inevitable twists and turns of any relationship. But remember that it takes two people to make these changes, so your partner also has to be willing to meet in the middle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you have some actionable information for how to avoid the potential pitfalls of your relationship style, let's take a look at how committed you are to finding true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Commitment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Ideal Relationship test, we asked about your interest in long-term love and your willingness to commit in general. From your answers, Tickle has generated your commitment level score. This is based on your ideas about long-term relationships, ever-lasting love, and how focused on finding a partner you personally think you are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a scale from 1 to 10, you scored 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/SGJ3f4WBfMI/AAAAAAAAAX0/ib_9WHZ1XJM/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/SGJ3f4WBfMI/AAAAAAAAAX0/ib_9WHZ1XJM/s320/9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215862708032863426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you could probably guess, there really is no right or wrong answer to what constitutes the perfect level of commitment. What matters most is what feels best for you at this moment and that you are clear with yourself about what you want before you throw your efforts into a relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter the level of commitment you desire, it is usually best to communicate what you want upfront. However, this is easier-said-than-done, because most of the time people don't have the benefit of knowing where they really fall on the commitment spectrum until it becomes clear later on in a relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may think that you have no interest in a serious relationship — and then one day you meet that spectacular someone. Or the reverse may occur and you may suddenly realize that you really don't want a relationship after all. Fear is one huge obstacle to a commitment, whether it's something a person realizes they have or not, and it can derail what could be an ideal relationship. Given that commitment desires are hard to pinpoint, even in yourself, it's a good idea to at least try to align goals for the relationship and to get straight with your partner on your general feelings about love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMPORTANT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/SGJ6nA_8cgI/AAAAAAAAAYM/7-915p3rceo/s1600-h/relationship.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/SGJ6nA_8cgI/AAAAAAAAAYM/7-915p3rceo/s400/relationship.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215866129150145026" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/24253699-2357925934066261668?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/2357925934066261668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=2357925934066261668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/2357925934066261668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/2357925934066261668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2008/06/back-with-another-test.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/SGJ3f4WBfMI/AAAAAAAAAX0/ib_9WHZ1XJM/s72-c/9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-8996652256798761383</id><published>2008-06-24T23:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T00:16:46.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tickle.com is closing down very soon.&lt;br /&gt;so i have to seize the chance to take all the tests there while i can. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;&lt;Love Personality Report&gt;&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wan ying, your love type is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;ESFJ&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means you are more &lt;strong&gt;Extroverted&lt;/strong&gt; than Introverted, &lt;strong&gt;Sensing&lt;/strong&gt; than Intuitive, &lt;strong&gt;Feeling&lt;/strong&gt; than Thinking, and more &lt;strong&gt;Judging&lt;/strong&gt; than Perceiving. Understanding your combination of these traits will help you understand why you get along with some people and not others. And what types of people you should seek out for fulfilling relationships. But what do these terms really mean? And how do they affect your relationships with other people? You're about to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is a chart demonstrating all of the 16 possible love personality types. Your type was determined by looking at your scores on four standard dimensions or scales: Introversion/Extraversion, Sensing/Intuition, Thinking/Feeling, and Judging/Perceiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16 Personality Types&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/SGEZDkU6LoI/AAAAAAAAAXU/ViImNfNO7wI/s1600-h/werqw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/SGEZDkU6LoI/AAAAAAAAAXU/ViImNfNO7wI/s320/werqw.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215477392553422466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A closer look to the Dimensions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important thing to remember about the dimensions is that just because you are an Extrovert doesn't mean you don't also have some Introvert characteristics. The fact that you are an Extravert simply means that you have more Extravert characteristics than Introvert ones. The same goes for the other dimensions. Therefore, when you take a look at your relationship personality type, know that you probably possess some tendencies of the other dimensions as well. It's just that more often than not, you have a tendency to approach the world on one side of the scale than the other — as an Extravert instead of as an Introvert for example. Below is more information on each of these dimensions and how you score on each of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I)ntroversion/ (E)xtraversion: This dimension describes how you approach and interact with the world and how you typically direct your energy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introvertion[  l l l l l &lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;o&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; l l l l l ]Extraversion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most times, people simply associate introverts with being shy and extraverts with being loud. These descriptions are not entirely correct because those two qualities are only part of what determines whether someone is an introvert or an extravert. For example, typically, to an extravert, the outside world represents both excitement and opportunity. Extraverts often think and perform better in front of others. Also, because an extravert's energy is often directed outwards, extroverts like being around people most of the time. Introverts, on the other hand, usually direct their energy inwards and often need alone time to replenish their energy stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to communication, introverts will tend to formulate their thoughts before they speak up. Extraverts will often think and talk at the same time, saying whatever comes into their heads. This more immediate approach makes extraverts spontaneous, but it can also get them into hot water. Socially, introverts prefer more intimate settings where they have the chance to get to know fewer people on a deeper basis. Extraverts typically feel that in social situations, the more the merrier. As mentioned above — not every introvert or extravert will display every trait tied to this dimension. In fact, people are apt to display a mix of traits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I(N)tuition/ (S)ensing: This dimension demonstrates how people tend to process information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intuitive [ l l l l l | l &lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;o&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; l l l ] Sensing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kinds of information do you naturally notice? That's the main question this scale answers. Sensors tend to focus on concrete information. Intuitives tend to focus on possibilities. By using their five senses to gather data, sensors trust what can be seen, heard, touched, tasted, or felt. By staying attuned to their five senses, sensors are also apt to focus on the present and to have great attention to detail. If you are looking for accurate information, ask a sensor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intuitives, on the other hand, are more imaginative types who tend to look for deeper, abstract meanings in the world around them. They do this by inferring things from the data that's in front of them. For example, when presented with information, intuitives usually enjoy pondering over implications of those facts and anticipating future consequences. Intuitives aren't often interested in details and tend to see the big picture of a situation faster than sensors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(F)eeling/ (T)hinking: This dimension demonstrates how you make decisions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling [ l &lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;o&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; l l l | l l l l l ] Thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way each one of us makes decisions is influenced by whether we are primarily thinkers or feelers. Thinkers value analytical thinking and tend to be methodical and logical when evaluating their options. Thinkers pride themselves on being objective, rather than letting their subjective feelings or opinions enter into their decisions. Feelers often see thinkers as being somewhat cold. Feelers have a very different decision making process. Theirs takes into account how others will be affected alongside of the objective facts. By putting people's individual situations in the forefronts of their minds, feelers are more likely to make exceptions to rules than thinkers are. Feelers are highly empathic, and sometimes this bent can make them seem too emotional to thinkers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P)erceiving/ (J)udging: The last dimension describes whether you prefer closure or openness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perceiving [ l l l l l | &lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;o&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; l l l l ] Judging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final dimension describes whether you prefer closure or openness in your life's situations. For instance, because of their high need for control, judgers like structure and order in the world around them. Judgers are typically organized people who focus on goals and accomplish what they set out to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other end of the spectrum are perceivers who usually prefer to experience the world spontaneously. Oftentimes a perceiver can't tell you their schedule from one day to the next because they don't know what's going to happen. Perceivers usually like keeping their options open and can pride themselves on adapting to whatever situation they confront. Judgers are most excited when they have finished a project. Perceivers tend to be most excited when a new endeavor begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you know more about each of the dimensions, we can give you more information about your specific four-letter personality type. This type was derived from your answers on the Love Personality test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your love type&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 11% of the U.S. population possesses the combination of traits that make up this personality type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being an ESFJ means that loyalty is usually what counts for you. As a result, one of the first things others are likely to notice about you is how invested you are in your relationships. You're rarely a fair-weather friend. In fact, you probably manage to keep many of your important connections with others for life. This isn't very surprising when you consider that you're the kind of person who draws much of your energy from those around you. Your warm and friendly nature is another factor that keeps others with you for the long haul. Regardless of the aspect of your life, you probably find that people naturally gravitate to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In relationships, you're the kind who gives your heart but keeps your wits about you. As a result, you have the stuff needed to be a strong partner. Know that you're more committed than most people are to making others happy. You'd likely give away the shirt off your back if it would help someone you care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESFJ's like you are often sensitive and don't enjoy false praise. However, real praise is another story. Most times, you really like receiving gestures of appreciation from others. In fact, your feelings can get hurt quite easily when you feel neglected. You're one who gives relationships your all and you expect others will do the same. But be aware that this loyal, committed nature may sometimes make you stay in relationships longer than you should. Fortunately, your head will usually kick in before you really get in too deep. Overall, ESFJs like you are known for being generous with your time and spirit. You'll often expend your energy seeking ways to make life better for everyone around you. Such efforts are to be admired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes you a good partner and friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; You make the people around you feel special &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Your passionate nature keeps life interesting &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; You know how to be organized and disciplined &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; You're one who is in tune with your feelings &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that you know about your personality and the many special qualities that you possess, it's time to learn which other types you're most compatible with in life and love. You'll also find out why those types are more suited for you than the others. Ready to find out who you connect with best? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your most compatible types&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you're a Sensing Feeler (SF), you're someone who can be there for others emotionally while still maintaining your pragmatic side. SFs like you are known for having a wonderful head for details. You're not one to forget a birthday or flake on a lunch date. Because of this mix of traits, you typically appreciate those who are emotionally in tune with you and supportive of your needs. As a result, you're most compatible with Intuitive Feelers (NFs). NFs are creative, expansive thinkers who can help you appreciate the big picture when you get bogged down in the daily grind. An SF/NF pairing often results in a caring, tuned-in relationship. There are four SF/NF matches for you: ENFJ, INFJ, ENFP, INFP. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/SGEb_DRbb6I/AAAAAAAAAXc/L_3T715J658/s1600-h/sfade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/SGEb_DRbb6I/AAAAAAAAAXc/L_3T715J658/s320/sfade.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215480613495861154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to best get along with intuitive feelers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of an Intuitive Feeler's main strengths lies in their ability to be nurturing. They can really enjoy taking care of others, but they also want to be well cared for themselves. As a result, NFs can be quite sensitive if they feel they aren't being cared for or appreciated. Receiving criticism can sometimes be hard for NFs. There may be times when you make a comment or suggestion meant to be helpful, only to be met with your NF's hurt and anger. Understand that NFs often try very hard to please others, so your comments are likely to be seen as a personal attack. In this kind of a situation, don't add fuel to the fire by reacting with anger yourself. Instead, try to soften your approach to let your Intuitive Feeler know how much you appreciate them. The next time you have a critical comment to make, do it gently. Try not to make it about who your NF is. Instead, focus on the situation. Remember that nobody really likes hearing critical comments, and this is especially true for your sensitive NF. Learn this well, and you will find yourself with a happy, supportive friend or partner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Introverts vs. extraverts: Getting along&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to knowing that you get along best with NFs, it's important to understand how your social style and activity preferences will impact your relationships. That's where the Introversion/Extraversion dimension comes in. Check out how you're likely to get along with those who are similar to and different than you in this respect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Extraverts and extraverts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're paired with another Extravert (E), life can be full of action and excitement. That's because both of you can be skilled socializers who usually enjoy meeting new people. Hanging out with a variety of friends and acquaintances probably seems quite natural to you both. So if you and your Extravert partner have the chance to curl up at home for a night or head out to a crowded party, the two of you probably race for the door. Social activities — particularly those that make you the center of attention — are natural places to find Extraverts like you. So long as the company is good, your type would almost always prefer to do an activity with others rather than going solo. It keeps your energy up and your relationship fresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Extraverts with introverts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an Extravert (E) . So when it comes time to relax and enjoy yourself and you are with an Introvert (I), it's not surprising that you'd both propose different activities. Perhaps you want to get together a group of friends to go out dancing and your extravert mate (E) would rather just make a quiet dinner together and pop in a video. Such is the nature of an I/E relationship. Keep in mind that having different preferences is not a bad thing. In fact, your different activity levels can keep life interesting for both of you and help you to grow as people. Also, as an Extravert, there are likely to be times when you really appreciate having someone to spend some down time with. The most important thing for an I/E mix to be successful is to maintain flexibility and appreciation toward one another's differences. By both making efforts to meet each other's needs, you can become a happy and well-balanced team. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although no one type is better than another, you may sometimes wish you were different from the type that you are. Remember that if you scored as an introvert, for example, this doesn't mean that you never behave as an extravert. Almost everyone can recall times when they've behaved contrary to type. It's just a question of where your behavior falls on the scale. Generally, it's not realistic to expect your personality to undergo a radical change from one extreme to the other. However, it usually is possible for someone to move closer to the middle of the spectrum. So if someone who is very introverted wanted to become more of an Extrovert, they could make conscious efforts to alter the balance of these characteristics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can you Change Types?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you've wanted to create more meaningful interactions with people, feeling the usual banter isn't enough. The next time you show up to a party, don't immediately flit from one person to another or head toward the center of the crowd. Instead, try to focus on having a one-on-one conversation with someone new. That way you're getting the chance to know someone on a deeper basis, yet are still being social and meeting new people. If you steer clear of turning the spotlight onto yourself and really listen to the person you're talking with, you're almost certain to learn some interesting about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Detecting Other's Types&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you have all this information about who you're most compatible with, you might be thinking, "Great. I know my perfect types by letters, but how am I going to know them when I see them in real life?" Well, short of dragging everyone you meet in front of a computer to take this test, you can play detective to look for clues. Below are some ways that you can discover what types people are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to tell if someone is an introvert or an extravert&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One way to figure out if someone is an Introvert (I) or Extravert (E) is to see how loud they like their music. See where they set their volume dial on the radio. Based on a study conducted by Geen (1984), you should expect that Es prefer listening to their music on high volume and Is prefer listening at a low volume. It's not true that all extraverts are loud, but they do tend to prefer highly arousing environments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to tell if someone is an Intuitive or a Sensor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing an activity that requires following instructions, such as following a recipe, can quickly let you know if someone is an Intuitive (N) or a Sensor (S). Try to choose a dish that allows for some leeway in following directions and gauge how closely the person follows the instructions. Are they extremely focused and wonder how much a dash or a pinch really is? Or, do they glance at the recipe and just start winging it? Sensors will want to follow instructions as closely as possible, whereas Intuitives tend to get the gist of things and go by their gut instincts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to tell if someone is a Thinker or Feeler&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One easy way to tell if someone is a Thinker or Feeler is to ask for their opinion on a variety of provocative topics. Are they diplomatic and cautious in giving their opinions or do they easily relay their strong ideas on the topics without too much concern for who might be offended? A Thinker is usually much more upfront and honest about their opinions, even if it means disagreeing with someone else. A Feeler has many opinions as well but will usually wait to see how others feel about a topic before revealing their true opinion fully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to tell if someone is a Judger or Perceiver&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good way to tell if someone is a Judger or a Perceiver is to call that person at the spur of the moment and suggest an outing. Your answer won't be determined so much by whether the person is available, as it will be by how they react to your invitation. If they seem a little taken aback or consult their day planner, chances are that they're a Judger. If the person seems happily surprised and receptive to your suggestion, then they are most likely a Perceiver. This isn't always true, but it's a good rule of thumb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is really accurate.&lt;br /&gt;u guys should take it too. lolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/tests/lovetype/" target=_blank&gt;TAKE IT HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(rmbr to share ur results. =D have fun!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-8996652256798761383?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/8996652256798761383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=8996652256798761383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/8996652256798761383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/8996652256798761383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2008/06/tickle.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/SGEZDkU6LoI/AAAAAAAAAXU/ViImNfNO7wI/s72-c/werqw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-991889971727650956</id><published>2008-06-21T03:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T03:41:42.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>please, no more drama.&lt;br /&gt;especially painful ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want a simple life as a ordinary 18 year old girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just as simple.&lt;br /&gt;how hard is that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-991889971727650956?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/991889971727650956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=991889971727650956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/991889971727650956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/991889971727650956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2008/06/please-no-more-drama.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-3735053552263723337</id><published>2008-06-20T07:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T07:20:29.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think heaven is testing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wanted to escape.&lt;br /&gt;but i know i cant do that at all.&lt;br /&gt;not even a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not sure if i am strong enough to take this challenge.&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;i know others will hate me too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-3735053552263723337?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3735053552263723337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=3735053552263723337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/3735053552263723337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/3735053552263723337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-think-heaven-is-testing-me.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-357885880571372388</id><published>2008-06-07T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T00:42:48.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weee.&lt;br /&gt;its finally holidays.&lt;br /&gt;think i will go insane from the pressure if the holidays start later.&lt;br /&gt;i will be starting my life as a &lt;strong&gt;pig.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eat play sleep, wakes up eat play sleep again.&lt;br /&gt;weee. how exciting. -__-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was the last day of school before the term break starts, and also my most suey and stressed day. =(&lt;br /&gt;guess what? i was late for the authoring test for &lt;strong&gt;an hour and half&lt;/strong&gt; (the test is 3 hours long).&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;em&gt;just&lt;/em&gt; have to be late for authoring test, which i had been so stressed about.&lt;br /&gt;my first time of being so blatantly late &lt;em&gt;just&lt;/em&gt; have to be on that day.&lt;br /&gt;but!! luckily i managed to finish the test.&lt;br /&gt;i basically just bullshitted my way through for the written section.&lt;br /&gt;count on my luck that the practical part is not as tough as i thought to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats that.&lt;br /&gt;now having holidays with a truckload of assignments.&lt;br /&gt;lemme recap the homework we have to finish:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vart:&lt;br /&gt;bitmap animation - idle animation and "attack" animation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;webdes:&lt;br /&gt;3 thumbnails for online portfolio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drawing:&lt;br /&gt;5 pages of life drawing (optional cuz mr jiunn had forgotten to remind us about it during class)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMM:&lt;br /&gt;thumbnails for text and image-intensive pages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3D modelling:&lt;br /&gt;one complete human face topology (and other misc stuffs if possible for bonus marks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;authoring:&lt;br /&gt;sadly, im not sure. -___-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-357885880571372388?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/357885880571372388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=357885880571372388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/357885880571372388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/357885880571372388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2008/06/weee.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-2067895454472434666</id><published>2008-06-01T03:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T04:13:21.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoa.&lt;br /&gt;so many things happen in one go.&lt;br /&gt;im stressed. lolls.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly there are so many "cherry blossoms" growing.&lt;br /&gt;but too bad they grow on the wrong side on where they should be. =(&lt;br /&gt;i dont want anybody to step in and confuse me again.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want anybody to mess up what is already a little unstable of things between us.&lt;br /&gt;haizz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 more days to our 1 year anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;he said i am the 2nd one he will be celebrating this occassion with.&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the 4 probably were not as stubborn and naive as me.&lt;br /&gt;but actually i am quite lucky in some ways.&lt;br /&gt;ns can be both a good thing and a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;in my case at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stoning again.&lt;br /&gt;if this carry on i will become a statue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-2067895454472434666?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/2067895454472434666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=2067895454472434666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/2067895454472434666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/2067895454472434666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2008/06/whoa.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-8561011985816056421</id><published>2008-05-25T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T22:48:01.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;my vart homework due tomorrow not done.&lt;br /&gt;stressed.&lt;br /&gt;my webdes test tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;open book test - not a very good sign.&lt;br /&gt;we will be prolly tested on even more chimology html stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;stressed.&lt;br /&gt;IMM flashcard thingy due on tues.&lt;br /&gt;stressed.&lt;br /&gt;drawing sketchbook have to be rushed by week 8 (which is like only one week from today)&lt;br /&gt;even more stressed~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much stress in one day.&lt;br /&gt;i slacked too much yesterday. =(&lt;br /&gt;and i slacked somemore today. =((&lt;br /&gt;and so i wasted so much precious time. =(((&lt;br /&gt;partly cuz i was too stressed and so i ended up staring at the screen instead of rushing to complete my work.&lt;br /&gt;and whats worse is that sam add on to my stress level by showing me his vart work. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahhh.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want homework.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wan school.&lt;br /&gt;wahhhhhhhh. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-6182220238031032300</id><published>2008-05-16T21:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T21:51:21.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn, he made me change my mind again.&lt;br /&gt;my heart gave in again. -__-"&lt;br /&gt;maybe he is really that busy and tired and what i can do for him is to compromise for the time being and understand.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;to think that just a gesture from him of sending me home (which happens quite rarely) can make me give him yet another allowance.&lt;br /&gt;i hope that he will do that again, and again and again and again and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now is the &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; stress period.&lt;br /&gt;webdes is enough to drive me crazy. =(&lt;br /&gt;and i only have 3 days to finish up the remaining 4 and a quarter pages.&lt;br /&gt;=(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-6182220238031032300?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6182220238031032300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=6182220238031032300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/6182220238031032300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/6182220238031032300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2008/05/damn-he-made-me-change-my-mind-again.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-1264984393873995357</id><published>2008-05-12T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T23:42:08.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back to update.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to blog about my sis's wedding at first but blogger was too retarded to upload my pics successfully.&lt;br /&gt;so my sis has finally settled down and got blissfully married.&lt;br /&gt;soon i'll find myself becoming an aunt.&lt;br /&gt;lolls.&lt;br /&gt;maybe not so soon cuz my sis dont want to have kids yet.&lt;br /&gt;so i still have some time to "act young".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;workload gets bigger and bigger.&lt;br /&gt;more and more stress.&lt;br /&gt;and webdes test had sprang up to add on to our stress. -___-"&lt;br /&gt;and i start feelimg emo again. =(&lt;br /&gt;i realised i have not been very happy since we patched up.&lt;br /&gt;alot of the things he did made me feel that he is not treasuring.&lt;br /&gt;i sometimes wonder if im just wasting my energy and emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder.. if he is really the one i had been looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there i go again.&lt;br /&gt;i know that its no use crying like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;i promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw thanks to xinlin jac and shuyun for cheering me up at b&amp;j when i suddenly broke down.&lt;br /&gt;i really appreciate it. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-1264984393873995357?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1264984393873995357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=1264984393873995357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/1264984393873995357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/1264984393873995357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2008/05/back-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-662656563309028823</id><published>2008-04-25T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T21:07:47.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiz.&lt;br /&gt;haiz haiz haiz.&lt;br /&gt;i must be having some kind of post-menstrational pms.&lt;br /&gt;all i feel like doing is only haiz haiz and haiz. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz. dear is always so busy with his duties.&lt;br /&gt;somemore i cant see him for the weekends cuz he is unable to book out. =(&lt;br /&gt;each day we talked less than 5 sentences and sometimes like today we didnt even talked at all. =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz. school is so boring. =(&lt;br /&gt;i missed my lively class.&lt;br /&gt;its sad that i can only see them at the once-in-a-week-only lecture. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz. why am i so weird nowadays. =(&lt;br /&gt;my mood kept changing like the sea tide.&lt;br /&gt;i snaps into the depression mood quickly after being my "key-siao" self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haizzzz. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-662656563309028823?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/662656563309028823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=662656563309028823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/662656563309028823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/662656563309028823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2008/04/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-6893987791617381969</id><published>2008-04-23T18:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T01:31:22.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back to blogging.&lt;br /&gt;have absolutely nothing to do so this is my last resort. =(&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;i fell down and scratched my knee quite badly today. =(&lt;br /&gt;on my way to meet dear.&lt;br /&gt;very painful.&lt;br /&gt;bled alot. looked gory.&lt;br /&gt;-__-"&lt;br /&gt;dear helped me treat my wound with his "hei ren you".&lt;br /&gt;ahaha. ^^&lt;br /&gt;although its painful, but its so sweet. ^^ *daydreams*&lt;br /&gt;wekeke. ahaha. i better stop now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got nothing much more to say now.&lt;br /&gt;till the nect update.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-6893987791617381969?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6893987791617381969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=6893987791617381969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/6893987791617381969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/6893987791617381969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2008/04/back-to-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-9105159791246030458</id><published>2008-04-15T14:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T15:06:07.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;its been ages since i last touched my blog.&lt;br /&gt;i hereby announce that i am currently out of the depression state (like finally).&lt;br /&gt;everything has gone back to how we used to be.&lt;br /&gt;though i am not sure if everything will always stay like this.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i dont have to suffer that kind of pain again. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its only two days since he booked in for duty and yet im missing him like hell already. =(&lt;br /&gt;its the 2nd day of school and so far it has been rather dull.&lt;br /&gt;i am the only IM student for my elective module visual art techinques for games. =(&lt;br /&gt;i am the ony weirdo who joins this elective which have absolutely no link to my specialisation.&lt;br /&gt;T__T&lt;br /&gt;but at least ive got meng fang and sotong.&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and for web design, it seemed to have no difference with the module authoring.&lt;br /&gt;all we have learnt so far is just html codes. T__T&lt;br /&gt;i guess we as IM students are fated to be computer geeks.&lt;br /&gt;lolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;ran out of inspiration to blog again.&lt;br /&gt;all cuz of yun who kept peeping at me. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;shoo shoo!! now she wants to mess up my blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;wahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;ps. to yun : HAO ER XIN AR. why people likes moehogs so much. like please =.=&lt;br /&gt;(if this sentence seems to be only pointing to a &lt;em&gt;particular&lt;/em&gt; person, the answer is yes. =X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-9105159791246030458?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/9105159791246030458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=9105159791246030458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/9105159791246030458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/9105159791246030458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2008/04/ahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-4592275869502896752</id><published>2008-03-30T19:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T19:40:42.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the evil march 2008 is finally going to be over.&lt;br /&gt;guess my life havent been more unlucky this month.&lt;br /&gt;like some kind of devil decided to mess up my life and to bring so much unhappiness and pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's in store for me on april 2008?&lt;br /&gt;more heartbreaks?&lt;br /&gt;i definitely sense that.&lt;br /&gt;im not very optimistic about our current situation anyway.&lt;br /&gt;it had been.. too many problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'll have to make myself devoid of all hope again.&lt;br /&gt;i definitely need to learn how to let go and move on.&lt;br /&gt;although it can be so painful to do so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-4592275869502896752?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/4592275869502896752/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-2252806879677808435</id><published>2008-03-12T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T22:07:38.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>zzz.&lt;br /&gt;finally got time to go online. =/&lt;br /&gt;im so extremely deprived of life and im becoming a robot soon. =.=&lt;br /&gt;been doing the same monotonous sticker-pasting task for 2 and a half days ie. 8 x 2.5 = 20 hours. &lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhh~!!! really regretted entering this place. =(&lt;br /&gt;everyday work (which is doing the same stupid action for the &lt;strong&gt;whole&lt;/strong&gt; day), then eat, bathe and then sleep, wake up to work again.&lt;br /&gt;i think my brain is going to reduce itself and getting retarded due to lack of usage of it for the few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhh. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i torturing myself for money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. im getting tired now. =(&lt;br /&gt;till the next update.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-2252806879677808435?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/2252806879677808435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=2252806879677808435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/2252806879677808435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/2252806879677808435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2008/03/zzz.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-643203466124083932</id><published>2008-03-09T16:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T16:54:54.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just another day at home.&lt;br /&gt;another day of emptiness.&lt;br /&gt;another day of loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;i'll still get alot of such days, i sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look like i'll be working my ass off for the next few weeks until the semester starts.&lt;br /&gt;a job is something i want to put some money back into my almost-empty bank.&lt;br /&gt;and also something to keep my mind off things.&lt;br /&gt;something to fill in the empty space of loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont understand why this feeling of void kept on invading my heart.&lt;br /&gt;i know i shouldnt have.&lt;br /&gt;but it was really hard on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just feel like breaking down.&lt;br /&gt;for what i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;the feeling just came without any logic or reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i really hate to admit the real reason behind all these is because of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i really dont want any other people to fill in the empty gap for me.&lt;br /&gt;only you can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont you feel as helpless as me.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its just my crazy emotions having it on me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its funny how i can miss you everytime no matter how often we meet.&lt;br /&gt;but i just do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-5233994954220026614</id><published>2008-03-07T02:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T03:20:26.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FUCK lar.&lt;br /&gt;so damn angry today sia.&lt;br /&gt;even someone mild tempered like me (ok im gonna puke) stays mad for so long.&lt;br /&gt;my angriest day of life ok!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH EMPLOYER EMPLOYS STAFFS FOR ONLY 4 DAYS BEFORE SACKING THEM??!!&lt;br /&gt;NOBODY EXCEPT THE FUCKING SONY ERICSSON RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;IM SO SO SO DAMN WRONG ABOU TIRIS.&lt;br /&gt;ERASE OFF ALL MY ADMIRATION AND RESPECT FOR HER.&lt;br /&gt;SHE IS NOTHING MORE THAN A FUCKEN BITCH.&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE CALLED HER FRIENDLY WARM AND APPROACHABLE.&lt;br /&gt;I (AND SOME OTHERS WHO KNOWS HER WELL ENOUGH) CALL IT HYPOCRITIC AND FAKE SMILE PLASTERED ON HER THINKLY POWDERED FACE WITH ALL SORTS OF XIN JI (OK IM LAZY TO THINK OF AN ENGLISH WORD FOR THAT) IN HER FUKEN MIND.&lt;br /&gt;IM SO DUMB FOR FALLING FOR HER "FRIENDLY" COVER.&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHH!! ITS LIKE WHY ME LAR??&lt;br /&gt;OK OK I KNOW THATS CUZ IM THE BLUREST AND DUMBEST AND CLUMSIEST STAFF AROUND (PARTLY CUZ IM NEW THERE WITH YUN, BUT SHE IS NOT AS DUMB AS ME).&lt;br /&gt;BUT WHY FUCKIN SACK ME LAR!!&lt;br /&gt;NOT LIKE I RUINED SONY ERICSSON'S REPUTATION, ABSURPED THEIR MONEY, AND BURNT THE MAIN HEADQUARTERS AT SWEDEN TO THE GROUND OR SOMETHING RIGHT?!!!&lt;br /&gt;OR CUTTLEFISH IS SOOO IRRESISTABLY TASTY THAT SHE WILL HAVE TO FRY IT ON ME?&lt;br /&gt;ALL SHE THINKS IS MONEY LAR.&lt;br /&gt;IF SHE THINKS AN EXTRA STUPID STAFF WASTES THE COMPANY'S RESOURSES, THEN SHE SHOULD THINK AGAIN LOR.&lt;br /&gt;$3.7K SALARY PER MONTH EHH?&lt;br /&gt;AND A MEAGRE LITTLE $800+ FOR EACH STAFF WORKING THERE EHH?&lt;br /&gt;IT SHOULD BE SHE IS THE ONE "EATING" UP THE POOR STAFFS' SALARIES LAR.&lt;br /&gt;OK. ACTUALLY I DONT DOUBT HER CAPABILITIES AS A CENTRE MANAGER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT THIS SACKING THING JUST FUCKEN PISSED ME OFF OK?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHH. I CANT GET ANYMORE PISSED OFF.&lt;br /&gt;THE MORE I THINK OF THAT THE MORE IM PISSED.&lt;br /&gt;SO PARDON ME THIS VULGAR QUEEN FOR BLATANTLY SPAMMING THE F WORD AROUND THIS ENTRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHH. IM DEFINITELY GETTING THE PART TIME JOB AS SALES ASSISSTANT AT NEW BALANCE.&lt;br /&gt;CHANGE JOB UNDER THAT FUCKEN BITCH'S NOSE.&lt;br /&gt;SO DONT SHE EVER CALL ME TO GO BACK THERE AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN CONCLUSION, FUCK YOU IRIS LEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-5233994954220026614?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/5233994954220026614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=5233994954220026614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/5233994954220026614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/5233994954220026614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2008/03/fuck-lar.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-3667613103608824082</id><published>2008-03-05T15:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T15:57:00.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woohoo. im blogging in the middle of work.&lt;br /&gt;im finally not wanted in the QC and come and work at the CS~!!&lt;br /&gt;im much more awake now at the CS counter compared to the boring backroom surrounded with only white walls and repaired cell phones to QC check.&lt;br /&gt;(even though i dont have much people to talk to too. =(( )&lt;br /&gt;this time i only took my break for only 40 minutes!! (i only &lt;strike&gt;ate&lt;/strike&gt; gobbled my meepok for like 15 mins)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh. sony ericsson is as cold as always. T__T (literally)&lt;br /&gt;the people is ok i think?&lt;br /&gt;so far no difficult customers. (whew!)&lt;br /&gt;hope i dont encounter customers like the one i encountered while i was working at QC. (both brainless and ruthless)&lt;br /&gt;LOL!! =X&lt;br /&gt;but i know i will encounter alot of such customers esp when now im in this CS thingy. T__T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeee. how quick time passes. &lt;br /&gt;currently the time taken for me to serve a customer is about 10 mins.&lt;br /&gt;hope i can survive weekends when much more customers will be coming in..! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. btw i wonder why sooo many customers coming in for mobile phone servicing.&lt;br /&gt;even the &lt;strong&gt;BIIIIIG&lt;/strong&gt; boss from Sweden was shocked by it. =0&lt;br /&gt;(psst psst, im not hinting anything ar. sony ericsson handphones are still usable. =) )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-3667613103608824082?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3667613103608824082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=3667613103608824082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/3667613103608824082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/3667613103608824082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2008/03/woohoo.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-6398697092395567125</id><published>2008-03-02T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T23:50:32.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>02/03.&lt;br /&gt;time to update again. =))&lt;br /&gt;studio project is finally over.&lt;br /&gt;and i had successfully scrape past the examiners (mr baktha and ms gail) without being critisized too badly. =D&lt;br /&gt;ms gail is always the one being sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;"you can put in your copyright, but you have to wait till you get better."&lt;br /&gt;but mr baktha is only frank and blunt.&lt;br /&gt;no sarcasism added.&lt;br /&gt;he just tells you straight away if your work is good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;i like that. hah.&lt;br /&gt;the only part where i got worried is when i realised that i had forgotten to bring my storyboard. (yes, at the presentation.)&lt;br /&gt;luckily!! ms nopp was at the back of the classroom examining the other class to testify for me.&lt;br /&gt;at first she was blur blur one, when mr baktha mentioned an animation with a &lt;strike&gt;erotic&lt;/strike&gt; ricesack with a sculpture, she was like "huh?"&lt;br /&gt;that really worried me alot.&lt;br /&gt;luckily when we showed her the animation she suddenly had the light bulb lighted.&lt;br /&gt;her blurness had almost costed me my life. X__X&lt;br /&gt;so in overall, i passed the presentation right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the presentation, i went to have a feast at Sakae sushi to celebrate our triumph of overcoming the tide of stress at studio project!!&lt;br /&gt;yun came to my house to put her portfolio stuffs at my place.&lt;br /&gt;and i lent her a blouse and my newbie short for her to change.&lt;br /&gt;at sakae sushi, i ate quite alot. =X&lt;br /&gt;my stomach seemed to be super active that night to digest the food i just ate so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;everybody was already KO-ed but yet i still got space for more.&lt;br /&gt;...so am i too stressed or what that i go on such a binge?&lt;br /&gt;lolls. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glad to announced that i am officially employed!!&lt;br /&gt;yun and i went to junction 8 to try our luck at the newly opened sony ericsson outlet.&lt;br /&gt;all the employees are females!!&lt;br /&gt;and that makes the female pwnage. wahaha. &gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;requirements include &lt;em&gt;makeup&lt;/em&gt;. =0&lt;br /&gt;fine of $1 if you come to work without makeup. T^T&lt;br /&gt;and their definition of "makeup" is minimum of blusher, foundation and lip gloss. T^T&lt;br /&gt;imagine carrying a whole cake of &lt;br /&gt;so we went through a trial at the customer services for a while with the guidance of one of the service crew there~ (forgotten her name =X)&lt;br /&gt;yun handles just fine lar.&lt;br /&gt;but me!! super blur as always.&lt;br /&gt;almost had a customer "run away" without paying for the repair cost.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;dear said customers coming to my counter are lucky cuz they can easily run off without paying. =.=&lt;br /&gt;*arbish*&lt;br /&gt;and they said my tone of voice very fierce. T-T&lt;br /&gt;like gangster's. T-T&lt;br /&gt;really meh? i didnt even realise myself lo. =(&lt;br /&gt;think i will offend alot of customers like that. =((&lt;br /&gt;now i have zero confidence of doing cutomer services. =(((&lt;br /&gt;im really afraid of all unpredictable situations customers can bring to me. *hides in a corner*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03/03&lt;br /&gt;first day of work.&lt;br /&gt;i arrived at j8 more than half an hour earlier.&lt;br /&gt;its an achievement know!!&lt;br /&gt;so i was brought into the QC section at the beginning of work.&lt;br /&gt;so i do QC checks on repaired handphones basically.&lt;br /&gt;and got rang by the annoying bell at the flap constantly where the CS people slot in the defective handphones.&lt;br /&gt;basically nothing that i cant cope with.&lt;br /&gt;so most of the time i was staring at the blank space with nothing to do while waiting for the techician to finish her reparations (and got kinda ticked off by Iris for not being initiative enough).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall the staffs at the backroom are friendly. (so far? =/ )&lt;br /&gt;shall introduce some of the staffs there. =D (excluding the retailing section cuz in really not familiar with them.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first one i know there is iris, the centre manager.&lt;br /&gt;my first impression of her is a nv qiang ren. the main source of her charm is her confidence. &lt;br /&gt;she's a nice lady who knows how to click well with her colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;her way of guiding the more inexperienced workers is more on the "independant" way rather than the "spoon-feeding" way.&lt;br /&gt;she allows us to think critically of the best way to work things out for ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;a good manager. i appreciate. =)&lt;br /&gt;even though i got critisized on my first day of work. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second one is huiting.&lt;br /&gt;a friendly and cute (haha =X) customer service representative who works at the cashier.&lt;br /&gt;she taught me alot of things about QC and she is quite a patient "mentor".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third is shikin.&lt;br /&gt;the first time i saw her is when she was working at the reatiling section.&lt;br /&gt;but today she came to the QC to help.&lt;br /&gt;she had also made my mentor.&lt;br /&gt;a fun girl.&lt;br /&gt;but how surprisingly she can change to a friendly and polite tone in split second when answering to the customers on phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fourth is satya.&lt;br /&gt;a really nice and pleasant lady with thick indian accent that your will have to concentrate to make her what she is saying. =X&lt;br /&gt;she is the techinician for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fifth is jody.&lt;br /&gt;my first impression on her is one word: cool.&lt;br /&gt;although she dont smile often and her tone is cool while on work, she actually has a cute interior.&lt;br /&gt;she had a beloved "moo moo" which was kidnapped by me twice. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sixth is jolyn.&lt;br /&gt;she is a really friendly girl who works at the customer service who eventually makes my mentor.&lt;br /&gt;smiles at every single moment.&lt;br /&gt;really cut out of serving customers and make customers smile while walking out of the store.&lt;br /&gt;she really have a way of soften the atmosphere of dealing with a pissed customer.&lt;br /&gt;kudos to her. =D&lt;br /&gt;i really &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; have to learn from her lest offending countless customers with my "fierce" tone and my blur head.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for what i had observed from my very first day of work.&lt;br /&gt;hope i dont change any good impressions for them in the future. =/&lt;br /&gt;after this long long LOOOOONNG post i suddenly feel my head throbbing already.&lt;br /&gt;gotta wear that layer of thickkk powder makeup to work again. =((&lt;br /&gt;(but at least i got a compliment for it~ ahaha =X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps.: speaking of that, most of the comments for this store from some forum is that our store got lots of &lt;strong&gt;chio bus&lt;/strong&gt; (mainly cuz we are a all-female-staffs store all with the same thick makeup).&lt;br /&gt;so guys, DONT come to this store just to look at chio bus wor!!&lt;br /&gt;we dont welcome unnecassary crowds. thank you. (although that is the main reason for all this all-&lt;em&gt;pleasant-looking&lt;/em&gt;-female-staffs thingy for =.=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-6398697092395567125?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6398697092395567125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=6398697092395567125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/6398697092395567125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/6398697092395567125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2008/03/0203.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-1536657446688168480</id><published>2008-02-21T23:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T00:15:17.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;WEEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;today is my sweet sweet 18th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY!!&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me.&lt;br /&gt;ok, cant helped being retarded. lolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually nothing much today.&lt;br /&gt;went to school in the morning to refilm my animation.&lt;br /&gt;have to refilm the whooooooole thing again!! zzz.&lt;br /&gt;then yun and i went to eat lunch at macs.&lt;br /&gt;then went to find ms nopp but she's not in as expected. =.=&lt;br /&gt;then i was so tired that i couldnt stand it that i skipped class and went home to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept halfway when meng fang called me to ask me if im coming.&lt;br /&gt;and wished me happy birthday. hah.&lt;br /&gt;then i woke up to meet charmaine for the movie.&lt;br /&gt;L~~~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;but the story was not as good as i expected.&lt;br /&gt;it had nothing to do with death note itself except the characters. =.=&lt;br /&gt;BUT L is soooooooo super cute!!!&lt;br /&gt;kenichi matsuyama!! (not sure of the spelling tho =0 )&lt;br /&gt;then we went to swesen to eat our dinner~&lt;br /&gt;i ordered a salmon cheese baked rice for main course.&lt;br /&gt;it was not bad lar. much better than kimgary's. (LOLLS whoops =X)&lt;br /&gt;then we ordered a birthday firehouse~&lt;br /&gt;and a &lt;strong&gt;heavenly&lt;/strong&gt; banana crumble. (NOT joking about the heavenly part!!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169464127646579442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/R72gPC9_uvI/AAAAAAAAAW8/vSGuxN6RWh8/s320/DSC00391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my birthday firehouse~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/R72c0C9_urI/AAAAAAAAAWc/kQVKt0P9HsQ/s1600-h/DSC00392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169460365255228082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/R72c0C9_urI/AAAAAAAAAWc/kQVKt0P9HsQ/s320/DSC00392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; smiling retardedly with my firehouse hah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/R72c0y9_usI/AAAAAAAAAWk/zuBpPC3f-To/s1600-h/DSC00396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169460378140129986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/R72c0y9_usI/AAAAAAAAAWk/zuBpPC3f-To/s320/DSC00396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the SUPER HEAVENLY BANANA CRUMBLE!!! see the sauce dripping down the cake. (oooooohhhhh~) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/R72c1C9_utI/AAAAAAAAAWs/RoLUTcitSOQ/s1600-h/DSC00397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169460382435097298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/R72c1C9_utI/AAAAAAAAAWs/RoLUTcitSOQ/s320/DSC00397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;taking a bite to heaven~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/R72c1S9_uuI/AAAAAAAAAW0/Gf-_k_RIRt0/s1600-h/DSC00398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169460386730064610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/R72c1S9_uuI/AAAAAAAAAW0/Gf-_k_RIRt0/s320/DSC00398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enticing ehh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the waitress came with the banana crumble i was like ooh.&lt;br /&gt;when the she poured the sauce onto the pan and sizzled i was like O_o oooohhh.&lt;br /&gt;when i took a bite of the cake dipped with the sauce i was like O_O OOOOHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;even charmaine the banana hater loves it!!&lt;br /&gt;"never underestimate the power of BANANA!!"&lt;br /&gt;wahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;the vanilla ice cream topped with the butterscotch sauce was simply just FANTASTIC.&lt;br /&gt;we just neglected the melting firehouse just to eat the banana crumble.&lt;br /&gt;wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;was so damn full after the crumble but i had to finish the &lt;strong&gt;whole&lt;/strong&gt; firehouse by myself. =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bill came $45.90 in total.&lt;br /&gt;i gladly paid my $23 for the first time. =0&lt;br /&gt;so this is my sumptous 18th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;lolls!&lt;br /&gt;im really glad that i have my wonderful friends around who wished me happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;thanks everybody~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-1536657446688168480?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1536657446688168480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=1536657446688168480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/1536657446688168480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/1536657446688168480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2008/02/weeee-today-is-my-sweet-sweet-18th.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/R72gPC9_uvI/AAAAAAAAAW8/vSGuxN6RWh8/s72-c/DSC00391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-2557071560390302495</id><published>2008-02-15T02:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T03:05:40.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>valentine's day. just came and gone.&lt;br /&gt;to me is just like a normal typical day; going to school, blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;ok, maybe slightly less normal.&lt;br /&gt;basically today i received some gifts (NOT from guys!! from friends tho. thanks sherry, papa and shim for the candies =D)&lt;br /&gt;and after the 2 and a half hours of slacking at the animation lab, a group of us (meng fang, shim, weijie, noel, sotong and mike) went to watch Jumper. (sherry only tagged along with us for dinner =( )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the show was quite cool.&lt;br /&gt;i wished i can teleport around the world just like that too!!!!&lt;br /&gt;there are soooo many places i wanted to go.&lt;br /&gt;but haiya, too the jumper thing is only fictional. =(&lt;br /&gt;the storyline is ok, not much twists, but the concept is just COOL.&lt;br /&gt;it totally fits everybody's desires; having the whole world in your hands.&lt;br /&gt;much cooler than world domination. (haha o_O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so that is it lar.&lt;br /&gt;what's valentine's day without spending the day with dear? =((&lt;br /&gt;everywhere i go i see bouquets of roses.&lt;br /&gt;in almost every girls' hands, at the vendor and floral shops for sale.&lt;br /&gt;by the time saturday is here, there will not be any flowers for sale. =((&lt;br /&gt;so that means that i wont be receiving any flowers on saturday. =(((&lt;br /&gt;awww. but i cant help being a typical girl who likes receiving roses for valentine's (even its a little old fashioned).&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind, as long as i can spend some time with him. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for now~ my pathetic update on my pathetic valentine's day.&lt;br /&gt;lolls. =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-2557071560390302495?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/2557071560390302495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=2557071560390302495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/2557071560390302495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/2557071560390302495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2008/02/valentines-day.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-6997484672088737760</id><published>2008-02-11T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T23:55:36.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so many things happened so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;a little too sudden that i couldnt help but crumble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the only thing i can do is wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hope everything will go back to how it was 1 or 2 months later.&lt;br /&gt;or even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will treat this as another obstacle for us to overcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will pull through all these.&lt;br /&gt;i hope we do too, together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-6997484672088737760?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6997484672088737760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=6997484672088737760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/6997484672088737760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/6997484672088737760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-many-things-happened-so-quickly.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-8362249358906894861</id><published>2008-02-06T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T23:20:21.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay.&lt;br /&gt;storyboard, typo, maya retests, jumping ricesack and walking cycle animations PWNED.&lt;br /&gt;wahahahaha. *gloats*&lt;br /&gt;finally CNY is here, can be free from stress and enjoy the joyous occasion. &lt;em&gt;for time being.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but better than nothing!!&lt;br /&gt;if we are not given this short break from assignments and straight jump into studio project 2, i think wee all will break down from mental disorder right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i can manage to own studio project this month too, just like my assignments.&lt;br /&gt;im always counting on my cheap luck to scrape through assignments.&lt;br /&gt;dunno if i can do likewise for my studio project as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and hopefully i can successfully squeeze into IM next semester.&lt;br /&gt;competition will be tight this year; only 25% admission and &lt;em&gt;plus&lt;/em&gt; alot of those achievers (like marcus from group 1 or 3 i cant rmbr =O) is all aiming at IM.&lt;br /&gt;if i ever end up in animation, i'll probably be dead.&lt;br /&gt;correction, i'll rather be dead than being in animation. &gt;=O&lt;br /&gt;but!! i think i will have a 0.0000001% probabilty of entering IM.&lt;br /&gt;like, how to fight with those pros entering IM lar?&lt;br /&gt;magic mirror tell me!! (lolls i sot liao. =.=)&lt;br /&gt;so i think i'll choose games for my 2nd choice (in case i cant even smell IM).&lt;br /&gt;at least i wont be filled with regret doing shitty things like drawing 2D animations and cramming over Maya for the next 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;at least for games i have interest for character design.&lt;br /&gt;well, afterall the diploma for DMD can be exchangeable between IM, animation or games after we graduate.&lt;br /&gt;so i rather not torture myself over 2 years in animation to get the same diploma i can get through games or IM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so conclusion : 1st IM, 2nd choice games, 3rd animation.&lt;br /&gt;(meng fang and sherry will go mad seeing this and some ppl out there will think i had eaten the wrong medicine for choosing games as my 2nd choice DX)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cny wish (if there is really such thing) for this year of Rat will be ENTERING IM FOR THE NEXT SEM!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for today. tomorrow im gonna crash my grandma house for ang baos!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*wahahahaha!!!*&lt;br /&gt;till the next update! ^0^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-8362249358906894861?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/8362249358906894861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=8362249358906894861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/8362249358906894861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/8362249358906894861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2008/02/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-9127581668266821734</id><published>2008-01-21T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T21:37:28.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WEEEE!! i flunked my maya test again!!&lt;br /&gt;*clap clap* *woohoo*&lt;br /&gt;guess what? my helicopter just raises to the motion path and &lt;strong&gt;froze there&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;all the way until the 900th frame!!&lt;br /&gt;isnt that just amazing?&lt;br /&gt;-___-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. i really feel like shit.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what the fvck is going on with me.&lt;br /&gt;im getting lazier and lazier than before.&lt;br /&gt;already beyond limits.&lt;br /&gt;lost the will to battle with myself.&lt;br /&gt;thats bad, thats bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still liked j-rock.&lt;br /&gt;ok thats random.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-9127581668266821734?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/9127581668266821734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=9127581668266821734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/9127581668266821734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/9127581668266821734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2008/01/weeee-i-flunked-my-maya-test-again-clap.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-3616213267521452822</id><published>2008-01-21T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T01:26:37.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nothing much happened.&lt;br /&gt;rainy season is almost over. *hurrayyyy*&lt;br /&gt;no more getting splashed by cars zooming by.&lt;br /&gt;and most importantly, CNY IS ALMOST HERE!!&lt;br /&gt;just 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;im so &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt; in need of cash.&lt;br /&gt;quickly feed me with ang bao please. *wallet opens mouth*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeee!!! finally cut my hair.&lt;br /&gt;and this is the first time im ever satisfied with my new hairstyle.&lt;br /&gt;thanks siti for bringing me to the salon!!&lt;br /&gt;the hairdresser gave me a perm demo (for free!).&lt;br /&gt;wakaka.&lt;br /&gt;his hair styling skills are good lar.&lt;br /&gt;its a surprise that there is nobody at the salon the time i went there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;double weeee!!! bought my new computer today!!&lt;br /&gt;finally gonna have a lag free, anti retard, super speedy computer (2GB RAM!!)&lt;br /&gt;and my bro will have this idiotic computer~ *gloats*&lt;br /&gt;my computer will be arriving this wednesday. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all. gotta go bath and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;gotta go to school extra early to practice maya!!&lt;br /&gt;but i know im gonna fail the test again this time lar.&lt;br /&gt;so see ya next year, mr jacques!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-3616213267521452822?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3616213267521452822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=3616213267521452822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/3616213267521452822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/3616213267521452822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2008/01/nothing-much-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-5558677977681982636</id><published>2008-01-11T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T20:12:22.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. sorry that i misunderstood.&lt;br /&gt;sorry for having too much thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;u must have read my blog by chance.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if u are still angry after reading my comment but i hope u dont take it heart too much.&lt;br /&gt;whose fault it is to start this misunderstanding is not important. &lt;br /&gt;but hope i can still stay as a friend.&lt;br /&gt;sorry. thats all i have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are going into a way that makes me moody again. &lt;br /&gt;somehow i feel something weird coming in our way.&lt;br /&gt;i am afraid that our relationship will turn lukewarm again.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i really did change.&lt;br /&gt;that is not the problem.&lt;br /&gt;the problem is that i dont know &lt;em&gt;how&lt;/em&gt; i had changed.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted very much to go back to my old self he wanted me to be again.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont think i have changed in any bit.&lt;br /&gt;i just dont get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im at loss again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is relationship so difficult to understand?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-5558677977681982636?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/5558677977681982636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=5558677977681982636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/5558677977681982636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/5558677977681982636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2008/01/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-6625987522352088589</id><published>2008-01-04T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T01:25:11.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weeee. 2nd week of year 2008.&lt;br /&gt;year 2008 had began with a bad start with a totally ruined new year day.&lt;br /&gt;and proceeding with a series of crazy incidents.&lt;br /&gt;definitely not my year.&lt;br /&gt;here goes my year as a 18 year old. -__-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally have zero contact with r******.&lt;br /&gt;cuz i blocked him on msn and ignored his sms. wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;he freaked me out by asking me if he can jio me. =.=&lt;br /&gt;even though he said he was joking, i know he actually meant it to some extent.&lt;br /&gt;even when he asked me out to watch AVP i invited yun and william along.&lt;br /&gt;then i asked yun to call him saying she and william couldnt go and i have tons of assignments to rush, therefore couldnt go also. =X&lt;br /&gt;have to be this heartless in order not to jeopardise the relationship between me and dear.&lt;br /&gt;i had wanted to treat him as merely a friend, but if i accepted his invitation i will be equivalent to cheating on dear.&lt;br /&gt;even though dear was nonchalent about it when i told him about it. =.=&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt blame him because he knew he can do no good by being jealous all over.&lt;br /&gt;and most importantly, that he trusted me not to betray him. ((=&lt;br /&gt;dear is so good~ wahaha. =P&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this one time when i was going to the bookstore with my class peeps to buy mounting board for digi assignment.&lt;br /&gt;i walked towards the counter to pay for my mounting board.&lt;br /&gt;then there was this b*stard who came to the counter at the same time as me and it just happened that i was standing in front of him.&lt;br /&gt;then he said loudly in chinese "miss, do you mind that i pay first?"&lt;br /&gt;wtf lar. its not like i cut his queue or something right??!!&lt;br /&gt;this moron got zero 风度 and attitude can be as stinky as a pile of shit.&lt;br /&gt;even my class peeps at the counter was shocked by his rudeness.&lt;br /&gt;so i suppressed my anger and reckoned him to pay first.&lt;br /&gt;then he said "nvm lar, later people say i bully a girl"&lt;br /&gt;yeah right. by having this kinda attitude to piss anybody off lar.&lt;br /&gt;this is just part one of the story. lolls. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part two.&lt;br /&gt;then there was this another time that siti and i was standing at the table my class was sitting at in the south canteen.&lt;br /&gt;then super suey and super random bad luck, that b*stard was sitting on the next table from our class.&lt;br /&gt;and that b*stard said to siti that his friend wanted her number.&lt;br /&gt;i tsk tsk-ed her and shook my head, asking her not to give out her number.&lt;br /&gt;luckily she didnt. ^^&lt;br /&gt;whats worst is &lt;em&gt;THAT&lt;/em&gt; b*stard said he wanted to get to know me.&lt;br /&gt;like wtf. like i will be bothered with this kinda asshole. &lt;br /&gt;so i didnt give out my number as well.&lt;br /&gt;then that b*stard said i'm very fierce towards him.&lt;br /&gt;well, its only natural. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on that day, i went back home and i immediately went O_O.&lt;br /&gt;i found my chair broken and chucked on a corner of the living room. =.=&lt;br /&gt;it was my brother's doing. he was too fat that he sat and broke my chair.&lt;br /&gt;wtf. that was totally not my day lar. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was totally depressed when i got back my digi assignment 1.&lt;br /&gt;i've got a pathetic little D!!!!&lt;br /&gt;WTH!!! &lt;br /&gt;it made me wanna give up. -__-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now. concentrating on rushing the folding box.&lt;br /&gt;DARN HARD LO. i didnt even plan for the closing lid.&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck to be able to submit &lt;em&gt;both&lt;/em&gt; my bowling ball and the folding box on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**TY DEAR DEAR!! u are sooo sweet. xD i wont be ton-ing anymore ler~! i will take care and watch my health de~!! dun worry about me. keke. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till the next update.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-6625987522352088589?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6625987522352088589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=6625987522352088589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/6625987522352088589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/6625987522352088589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2008/01/weeee.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-6226553869267537466</id><published>2008-01-01T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T00:47:45.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally touching my blog again.&lt;br /&gt;shall not treat my blog as something to vent my frustrations and depressions on anymore.&lt;br /&gt;so i shall blog on... supposingly lighthearted stuffs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29 dec. william and yun's chalet.&lt;br /&gt;went to bukit batok ns home team chalet with yun.&lt;br /&gt;dear refused to come. DX&lt;br /&gt;he will sure feel weird there with so many people he dont know.&lt;br /&gt;let alone me. -__-"&lt;br /&gt;the moment we reached the chalet until the moment the weird person sleeping in the bunk woke up was all awkward. =.=&lt;br /&gt;then i got to know the weird sleeping person (wilfred) after he had woke up.&lt;br /&gt;then me, yun and wilfred had a blanket fight. lolls =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the bbq, yun and me didnt get to help william with the bbq stuff.&lt;br /&gt;we were just aimlessly wandering around and found a spooky path leading to the adventure centre.&lt;br /&gt;turned out to be not as spooky as we thought and we got 3 mozzie bites each. =.=&lt;br /&gt;went back, eat not much for the bbq and went back to the bunk to stone.&lt;br /&gt;it was really boring so far cuz everybody (including william's family &lt;strong&gt;and&lt;/strong&gt; a whole lot of friends from all over the place) we dont know were all downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;then i finally picked my lazy bones off the bed to fetch yun's friends from ntuc.&lt;br /&gt;then somehow yun, her another ntuc friend and me end up reliving our deprived childhood at the playground.&lt;br /&gt;we played like a bunch of lunatics at the "walk-walk-thingy" and the see-saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then blah blah blah, yun and i took a quick bath.&lt;br /&gt;then yun and i rushed for the swings while they were finally available.&lt;br /&gt;here comes reliving our deprived childhood again. =.=&lt;br /&gt;and then i got motion sickness from all the swinging and decided to take a nap at the bunk.&lt;br /&gt;somehow woke up, then me and the other guys at the chalet played Cheat to pass the time till morning.&lt;br /&gt;i won 2 rounds of the game!! wheepee.&lt;br /&gt;i count my luck as an "honest little kid" to win the game. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then all of us decided to turn in.&lt;br /&gt;then the problem came. no space to sleep!! *faints*&lt;br /&gt;i took an uncomfortable position of maying my head on the coffee table in attempt to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;attempt failed. =.=&lt;br /&gt;so i took my refuge in the air con room and curled up at the corner of room (literally!! faints.) and managed to sleep for 2 hours!!&lt;br /&gt;*deng deng*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next morning we checked out and had lunch at the kopitiam.&lt;br /&gt;i somehow irritated kai boon or whatever his name is with my "huuuuuhhh?"&lt;br /&gt;then we had kuey chap and took a cab home.&lt;br /&gt;car sickness again!! &gt;&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;and this is how i got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will post the pics again.&lt;br /&gt;due to the stupidity of blogger which refused to upload the pics.&lt;br /&gt;and i havent got the pics from stanley yet.&lt;br /&gt;so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. my holidays overall sucked quite alot due to the suckky start and a suckky ending.&lt;br /&gt;yeps. a suckky christmas eve, a suckky new year eve and a suckky new year day thats it.&lt;br /&gt;and a suckky incident leading to my suckky mood.&lt;br /&gt;argh. im beginning to feel things between us are starting to suck a little.&lt;br /&gt;this seems to happen whenever both of us have a long break.&lt;br /&gt;thats weird huh?&lt;br /&gt;although we seemed as though we are as happy as always. (at least to him, he is happy; the problem is always me feeling out of place)&lt;br /&gt;but the problem still managed to squeeze through all these and sink in.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its because i can sometimes forget.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i was being selfish and greedy.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;hoping that he will change for me is a little too selfish isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till the next update.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-6226553869267537466?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6226553869267537466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=6226553869267537466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/6226553869267537466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/6226553869267537466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2008/01/finally-touching-my-blog-again.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-7630832864858286070</id><published>2007-12-26T03:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T03:46:23.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>poof. here i am again.&lt;br /&gt;hols are ending soon. ))=&lt;br /&gt;lazy to update, so i will only post some random pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/R3FcCh7Dl6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/zu2bOQ-ObfQ/s1600-h/DSC00254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/R3FcCh7Dl6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/zu2bOQ-ObfQ/s320/DSC00254.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147997047596750754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a badly-done box for dear =.= (i applied the skills of making 3D alphabets from typo!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/R3FcCx7Dl7I/AAAAAAAAAWM/Q710VNXesXk/s1600-h/DSC00249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/R3FcCx7Dl7I/AAAAAAAAAWM/Q710VNXesXk/s320/DSC00249.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147997051891718066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a self-engraved necklace for dear~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/R3FbaR7Dl1I/AAAAAAAAAVc/MtSQujEIa4o/s1600-h/DSC00234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/R3FbaR7Dl1I/AAAAAAAAAVc/MtSQujEIa4o/s320/DSC00234.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147996356107016018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lights decoration at orchard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/R3FbaR7Dl2I/AAAAAAAAAVk/byjoVLZYskI/s1600-h/DSC00241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/R3FbaR7Dl2I/AAAAAAAAAVk/byjoVLZYskI/s320/DSC00241.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147996356107016034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMMY donuts from Donut Factory!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/R3Fbah7Dl3I/AAAAAAAAAVs/eHQXU2hpykQ/s1600-h/DSC00242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/R3Fbah7Dl3I/AAAAAAAAAVs/eHQXU2hpykQ/s320/DSC00242.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147996360401983346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being lame. introducing.. my twin wanJING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/R3Fbah7Dl4I/AAAAAAAAAV0/A1uydrAOOX8/s1600-h/DSC00243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/R3Fbah7Dl4I/AAAAAAAAAV0/A1uydrAOOX8/s320/DSC00243.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147996360401983362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being lame again. introducing yun's twin shuFENG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/R3Fbah7Dl5I/AAAAAAAAAV8/LS7GlaMJSuE/s1600-h/DSC00246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/R3Fbah7Dl5I/AAAAAAAAAV8/LS7GlaMJSuE/s320/DSC00246.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147996360401983378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cuuuute bunny pooh keychain. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for now.&lt;br /&gt;dear is booking in tomorrow. DX&lt;br /&gt;and im gonna get to school to do maya tomorrow. =.=&lt;br /&gt;what an &lt;em&gt;exciting&lt;/em&gt; christmas i had today.&lt;br /&gt;had nothing to do except sleeping away my life away at home.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till the next update~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-7630832864858286070?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/7630832864858286070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=7630832864858286070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/7630832864858286070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/7630832864858286070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/12/poof.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/R3FcCh7Dl6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/zu2bOQ-ObfQ/s72-c/DSC00254.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-9023437221260658517</id><published>2007-12-24T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T01:05:58.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;its christmas.&lt;br /&gt;right now as i am typing.&lt;br /&gt;where is the festive joy?&lt;br /&gt;christmas sales, chirstmas decorations all over the streets, countdowns everywhere you go, all dont seem to affect my day.&lt;br /&gt;this still seem like a normal boring day at home.&lt;br /&gt;and somebody is ignoring my existence while having fun outside.&lt;br /&gt;how great. =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-9023437221260658517?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/9023437221260658517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=9023437221260658517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/9023437221260658517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/9023437221260658517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/12/hohoho.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-1230984249740648644</id><published>2007-12-20T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T11:42:44.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;IM SO PISSED OFF THAT IM NOW TYPING IN CAPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE RAINY SEASON!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;FUCK THE RAINY SEASON!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;FUCK U FUCK U FUCK U FUCK U!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOA, IM SO VULGAR.&lt;br /&gt;BUT IM SO DAMN PISSED LAR!!&lt;br /&gt;MY HOLS ARE RUINED BECAUSE OF IT.&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;ACTUALLY NOT JUST THE RAINY SEASON.&lt;br /&gt;EVERTHING JUST MADE MY HOLS SO SUCKY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE MY HOLIDAY.&lt;br /&gt;HELP ME.&lt;br /&gt;JUST CANCEL MY HOLS CAN?&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE A SUDDEN URGE OF GOING BACK TO STUDY.&lt;br /&gt;ASSIGNMENTS? I DUN MIND!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-1230984249740648644?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1230984249740648644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=1230984249740648644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/1230984249740648644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/1230984249740648644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/12/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-7412502998922218939</id><published>2007-12-16T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T18:50:54.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why are u everytime like that?&lt;br /&gt;im sick of it already.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how many times u said sorry u just did it over again and again.&lt;br /&gt;to disappoint me.&lt;br /&gt;to make me feel stupid by having my hopes high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really sick of this.&lt;br /&gt;i had put up with u countless times.&lt;br /&gt;this is probably the first time im so angry over this kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;to make this the last time is ur choice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-7412502998922218939?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/7412502998922218939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=7412502998922218939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/7412502998922218939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/7412502998922218939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/12/why-are-u-everytime-like-that-im-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-3155475927655042942</id><published>2007-12-15T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T00:32:31.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>terrible pms.&lt;br /&gt;feels like in verge of breaking down anytime.&lt;br /&gt;even a small piece of white cloth made me want to scream in anguish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and somebody just have to let me wait.&lt;br /&gt;and wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;totally no mood to blog about my day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-3155475927655042942?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3155475927655042942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=3155475927655042942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/3155475927655042942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/3155475927655042942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/12/terrible-pms.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-2455900826015623823</id><published>2007-12-12T20:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T20:45:14.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;long long long long time no blog.&lt;br /&gt;just finished my typo assignment. &lt;br /&gt;and here im slacking now. =D&lt;br /&gt;not gonna redo my slightly crumpled "g" cuz 1. i ran out of paper and 2. i was just so darn lazy.&lt;br /&gt;im happy with just a D lar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wuhahaha. from tomorrow onwards finally we can SLACK.&lt;br /&gt;all the "big fishes" (except our hols assignemt &gt;&lt;") are settled.&lt;br /&gt;im smelling holidays!!! woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;im so gonna sleep for the 5 hrs break tomorrow (not that im seriously sleep-deprived unlike some others).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for today.&lt;br /&gt;wuhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;till the next update.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-2455900826015623823?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/2455900826015623823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=2455900826015623823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/2455900826015623823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/2455900826015623823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/12/wahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-8149834549937728041</id><published>2007-12-03T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T23:01:42.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>procratinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bad habit just wont change. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why. &lt;br /&gt;i have hundred and one things to rant about in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;when it comes to the time i starting posting i can only stone and stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been listening to emo songs these few days.&lt;br /&gt;the song kuroi namida got stuck in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. why am i so gloomy these few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like.. something in my chest that i cant get rid of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-8149834549937728041?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/8149834549937728041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=8149834549937728041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/8149834549937728041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/8149834549937728041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/12/procratinating.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-817348111743578546</id><published>2007-12-02T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T02:24:08.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>long time no blog.&lt;br /&gt;dont feel like describing the past few days though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz. why do i feel so.. empty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only 4 hours per week.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so distant.&lt;br /&gt;although i know that is just another unneeded feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel like screaming.&lt;br /&gt;for no reason. =.=&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why i feel this way though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz haiz haiz. i guess this is just another of my "down" times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-817348111743578546?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/817348111743578546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=817348111743578546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/817348111743578546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/817348111743578546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/12/long-time-no-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-7225636163185534356</id><published>2007-11-25T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T18:06:10.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this happens all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever i got pissed off i always end up being unreasonable by being angry.&lt;br /&gt;i really hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, im not angry this time. not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i just cant stand being disappointed. again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just cant stand you for ignoring and pretend everything is alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really dont know if i should be angry.&lt;br /&gt;or should i just grin and bear it.&lt;br /&gt;take this as something that i have to get used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll have to finish up the tomato omelette myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-7225636163185534356?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/7225636163185534356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=7225636163185534356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/7225636163185534356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/7225636163185534356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-happens-all-time.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-1298128448285156441</id><published>2007-11-25T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T02:21:39.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BDAE DEAR~!&lt;br /&gt;thanks for eating the chocolate cake i bought for you even though you dont like to eat it.&lt;br /&gt;hao guai wor!! wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally finished with my digi assignment~&lt;br /&gt;the knife looked fake.&lt;br /&gt;the crying babyish cabbage's too blur.&lt;br /&gt;the cucumber's lips are too red.&lt;br /&gt;but this is the first assignment i've ever done not-so-last-minute. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till the next update.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-1298128448285156441?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1298128448285156441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=1298128448285156441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/1298128448285156441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/1298128448285156441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-bdae-dear-thanks-for-eating.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-964965558599290939</id><published>2007-11-22T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T02:27:09.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woot~&lt;br /&gt;tml no typo tutorial again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shiok!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no need to force my lazybones to crawl out of the bed early in the morning!!!&lt;br /&gt;how i wish every week is e learning week. wekekee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something quite terrible happened after having animation fund tutorial today.&lt;br /&gt;sherry hurt her hand while messing up with the animation table.&lt;br /&gt;then she went to the toilet to wash her wound just then...&lt;br /&gt;SHE FAINTED.......!!!&lt;br /&gt;we all were scared the hell outta us.&lt;br /&gt;sherry was so pale sitting on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;we helped her out of the toilet and called for help.&lt;br /&gt;we almost sent her to the hospital under the urge of a random lecturer. =.=&lt;br /&gt;then ms pat and ms tyng and another male lecturer came with the first aid box to dress her wound.&lt;br /&gt;lucky there was nothing serious happened to her.&lt;br /&gt;she happens to be slightly anaemic and encounters occasional dizzy spells (just like me).&lt;br /&gt;she still can joke and laugh along with us, whew.&lt;br /&gt;so meng fang and mike accompanied her back home after she had her chocolate prata from north canteen while the rest of us went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end the rest went home and meifoong and i decided to catch a movie at amk hub.&lt;br /&gt;we watched enchanted~~&lt;br /&gt;its darn funny lar.&lt;br /&gt;if that ever happens in real life, i will probably laugh my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;so glad that i managed to watch this movie.&lt;br /&gt;cuz dear definitely wont watch this kind of movie with me. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's it for today.&lt;br /&gt;at least this time i got something to blog.&lt;br /&gt;another thing, im addicted to indian music vids with nonsensical lyrics~~ =X&lt;br /&gt;they are just so darn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zzSVRWt3FDw&amp;feature=related" target=_blank&gt;here,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZA1NoOOoaNw&amp;feature=related" target=_blank&gt;here,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TtJRNyPK-lc&amp;feature=related" target=_blank&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and one frightening video about the world ending on year 2012 &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TtJRNyPK-lc&amp;feature=related" target=_blank&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if the world is really going to end on year 2012, im only 22 then.&lt;br /&gt;it will be really tragic to die at such a young age ehh? =.=&lt;br /&gt;will the fatal after effects of global warming really strike so soon?&lt;br /&gt;will we be wipe out just like the prehistorical period when the dinosaurs were reigning the earth?&lt;br /&gt;we dont know if its true or not.&lt;br /&gt;we can only wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter if the prophecies are true or not, we must not stop treasuring and cherish our life and live each day to the fullest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-964965558599290939?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/964965558599290939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;the weird thing about blogging is that u've tons of things to rant about but just when u are about to type, ur mind is all blank.&lt;br /&gt;and in the end u stare at the blank typing area searching for inspirations to get u going.&lt;br /&gt;and after u had finally typed &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt; in, u think it sounded cliche/bimbo-ish/nonsensical/gibberish/dumb/retarded/crude and u delete away everything u had typed. &lt;br /&gt;and i feel stupid doing so. =.=&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;argh. heck with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fri was a long day for me.&lt;br /&gt;initially i thought of not going to the concert at sp i promised to go with sherry when a terrible cramp came and attacked me. =.=&lt;br /&gt;i had even told the teacher (who was having pms as well cuz he was so darn irritable that day) that i was feeling unwell and requested to leave early.&lt;br /&gt;but the cramp stopped shortly after i did that. =.=&lt;br /&gt;so in the end i decided to go to the concert with sherry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the concert was quite ok lar.&lt;br /&gt;not as religious as i thought it would be (its supposed to be church-based).&lt;br /&gt;they sang english pop songs instead of hymms and christian songs. (whew..)&lt;br /&gt;the amphitheater is way cool.&lt;br /&gt;nyp only have a pathetic little school hall-like stage at the theatre of arts.&lt;br /&gt;sp is super huge.&lt;br /&gt;so i cant help but have a feeling of inferior complex to be studying in a pathetically tiny nyp. =.=&lt;br /&gt;but somehow i managed to find my way out of the poly after the concert. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the concert i went to meet dear..&lt;br /&gt;then yada yada yada, by the time i reached home it was 1230am.&lt;br /&gt;more than 12 hours outside home with a camp or anything.&lt;br /&gt;in fact, 16 hours.&lt;br /&gt;incredible. broken the record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday. went out with dear again.&lt;br /&gt;went to watch beowulf.&lt;br /&gt;not bad lar, but we were kinda cheated cuz it was &lt;em&gt;digital&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;all in computer graphics so we felt like we were watching shrek. =.=&lt;br /&gt;but not bad lar, the graphics were so real that i sometimes cant differentiate if its the real thing or not.&lt;br /&gt;they must have spent bombs and eternity doing this 3D film.&lt;br /&gt;such quality for 2 hours is downright insane lar.&lt;br /&gt;so the more i cant imagine myself in animation in year 2!!!&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhh!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i shall stop the gibberish nonsence cuz i am feeling stupid already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-686664263693629116?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/686664263693629116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=686664263693629116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/686664263693629116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/686664263693629116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/11/hmmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-5303457350427585671</id><published>2007-11-15T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T19:15:10.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whooosh~ came back from lectures.&lt;br /&gt;lectures are as boring as usual.&lt;br /&gt;esp digi imaging.&lt;br /&gt;ms steph showed as a video by a photoshop expert on advanced masking.&lt;br /&gt;well, its quite useful but the steps are so damn ley cheh lar.&lt;br /&gt;and the way the so called photoshop expert talk is like so lame lar.&lt;br /&gt;"amazing, but true."&lt;br /&gt;lalala. thats about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then something irritating happened on my way home.&lt;br /&gt;although it was something small but i was still kinda pissed off by it.&lt;br /&gt;after i tapped my card out at the ticketing concourse of khatib mrt station, there was this mrt staff who came to me and goes "can you show me your pass please?".&lt;br /&gt;i was half taken aback, half irritated when i showed him my nyp ez-link card.&lt;br /&gt;then he goes, "ok thank you." and went off.&lt;br /&gt;thank you my foot lar.&lt;br /&gt;why me, among &lt;em&gt;sooooooooooooo&lt;/em&gt; many people at the station?&lt;br /&gt;do i look so much like a criminal to you?&lt;br /&gt;whats was his problem with me anyway?&lt;br /&gt;%$^#$%#&amp;^&lt;br /&gt;argh.. just ignore me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeee~~ dear dear just got back his hp and called me.&lt;br /&gt;wakakaka.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna have a nice bath and dinner before calling him back. =D&lt;br /&gt;tata~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-5303457350427585671?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/5303457350427585671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=5303457350427585671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/5303457350427585671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/5303457350427585671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/11/whooosh-came-back-from-lectures.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-7131006755618230219</id><published>2007-11-15T14:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T23:34:09.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dang. its raining super heavily now.&lt;br /&gt;cant go to school earlier to grab a bite of my lovely cheese hotdog bun as planned.&lt;br /&gt;now im stranded at home all dressed up typing away in front of the comp.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;no typo lesson today cuz of e-learning.&lt;br /&gt;and the lectures start at 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i can go to school at 4pm everyday.&lt;br /&gt;even if the lessons end late at night.&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeee!! &lt;strong&gt;FINALLY&lt;/strong&gt; got my rightful pay from SPH!!&lt;br /&gt;but BOOOOOO... it was only $950. &lt;br /&gt;its short of a solid $50 from what i have calculated earlier. DX&lt;br /&gt;ROAR!! how can it be!!&lt;br /&gt;it says that the total deductions is $220 inclusive of cfp,&lt;br /&gt;but the cpf deductions is only $170.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO WHAT IS THAT EXTRA DEDUCTION OF $50 FOR??!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahhhhhwahhhhwahhhhhh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;SPH cheat my money!!! T^T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;im bored.&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;the rain had subsided.&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;im so bored that i styled my hair for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random/retarded pics time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/Rzv0YxRhz3I/AAAAAAAAAU8/x8Ky-bGN-fY/s1600-h/DSC002101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/Rzv0YxRhz3I/AAAAAAAAAU8/x8Ky-bGN-fY/s320/DSC002101.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132964906699706226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me with my kyyuuuuuttttteeee baby pooh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/Rzv0YxRhz4I/AAAAAAAAAVE/7_2eyVH2FSw/s1600-h/DSC00212+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/Rzv0YxRhz4I/AAAAAAAAAVE/7_2eyVH2FSw/s320/DSC00212+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132964906699706242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldnt resist his cuteness and hence he bcomes my mascot for my blog!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/Rzv0ZBRhz5I/AAAAAAAAAVM/JPlU2RcMGRA/s1600-h/DSC0021311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/Rzv0ZBRhz5I/AAAAAAAAAVM/JPlU2RcMGRA/s320/DSC0021311.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132964910994673554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-7131006755618230219?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/7131006755618230219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=7131006755618230219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/7131006755618230219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/7131006755618230219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/11/dang.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/Rzv0YxRhz3I/AAAAAAAAAU8/x8Ky-bGN-fY/s72-c/DSC002101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-3941992592295469712</id><published>2007-11-14T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T13:28:37.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weeee~&lt;br /&gt;skipped today and is slacking at home now~&lt;br /&gt;well, i had finished refilming my animations so i dont have anymore reasons to go. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished watching NANA series!!&lt;br /&gt;i highly recommend it. =D&lt;br /&gt;i cried countless times watching it ok! (im a super duper water tap)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz. nothing much to say already.&lt;br /&gt;so long. lolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;friday is still 3 days away.. haiz.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-3941992592295469712?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3941992592295469712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=3941992592295469712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/3941992592295469712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/3941992592295469712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/11/weeee-skipped-today-and-is-slacking-at.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-5802480510001840080</id><published>2007-11-13T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T23:52:19.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boooo.&lt;br /&gt;another boring school day.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna blah blah blah on typical everyday life again. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;digi lesson.&lt;br /&gt;finally that ms soh didnt pick on me again.&lt;br /&gt;i merely showed her 2 pathetically sketched thumbnails (based on the SAME concept) that didnt even reached the minimum-3-thumbnails quota.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she went on her overly-dramtic speech on decisions of life like choosing this design line as our life job &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt; after she saw thiam siang's progress of the assignment.&lt;br /&gt;"you know, its very hard for a 17-year old to decide his own life career and it takes a certain level of maturity to take up this course. especially he will have to be consistantly disciplined to keep up with the workload of this course"&lt;br /&gt;ok, it definitely makes sense lar.&lt;br /&gt;but its only an assignment..&lt;br /&gt;its not like its gonna ruin ur entire life with this assignment if u screw it up right?&lt;br /&gt;and somemore one more thing, she referred SP's CMD people as "slackers".&lt;br /&gt;cuz of their &lt;em&gt;flexible&lt;/em&gt; system?&lt;br /&gt;and we are &lt;em&gt;sloggers&lt;/em&gt; cuz of our inflexible system?&lt;br /&gt;isnt being &lt;em&gt;flexible&lt;/em&gt; better than being inflexible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so after that we went to have lunch at koufu.&lt;br /&gt;so suey. i got a diluted bowl of tom yum banmian while sherry got a overly-concentrated tom yum banmian. =.=&lt;br /&gt;sherry's tom yum soup tasted more bleagh than mine. =/&lt;br /&gt;then after that sherry and i went to the animation room to refilm our animations while the rest went slacking at the library.&lt;br /&gt;we went into ms jessie's class and she kindly allowed us use the cameras that the back of the class~&lt;br /&gt;then after filming everything ms jessie chatting with us.&lt;br /&gt;she said nyp 10 years ago was like spending on a bomb when buying the equipments for animation.&lt;br /&gt;she recalled our course having this super bulky camera that costs 3k each 10 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;so thats about it lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at drawing lesson.&lt;br /&gt;not in my tip-top condition to draw as nicely as the previous classes.&lt;br /&gt;my gesture drawings was all screwed up, my side profile drawing looked like a wanted criminal, my front view profile drawing looked more like jay chou than anybody else.&lt;br /&gt;and the funniest thing is thomas drawing!!&lt;br /&gt;they looked like sado in bleach / himself. xD&lt;br /&gt;and somemore after drawing lesson sherry found his water bottle in the &lt;strong&gt;GIRLS'&lt;/strong&gt; toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;completely&lt;/em&gt; filled with water.&lt;br /&gt;so we joked the water bottle being filled with hoepp's urine after she mistook his water bottle as hers.&lt;br /&gt;lolls.&lt;br /&gt;so damn funny lar.&lt;br /&gt;i probably can still laugh at these even after i graduate from nyp. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lala. so thats all for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz. friday is always so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;still missing you.. T^T&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-5802480510001840080?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/5802480510001840080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=5802480510001840080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/5802480510001840080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/5802480510001840080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/11/boooo.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-3246801098987780490</id><published>2007-11-12T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T00:07:49.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>._.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to blog.&lt;br /&gt;today the another mr jacques from france came in to take over our french-canadian jacques.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;his french accent is like sooo heavy lar.&lt;br /&gt;we cant even understand him.&lt;br /&gt;zis iz ze point where itz movez...&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;i actually prefer the french canadian jacques.&lt;br /&gt;he's more fun and i can actually understand him better. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the lecture an ang moh came in to speak about storyboarding.&lt;br /&gt;ok, his lecture is quite ok, but in the end i still slept in the class. lolls.&lt;br /&gt;lets use the spi-whatever tablet so we can be cool and hang out with him!!&lt;br /&gt;lolls. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now went groceries shopping with yun.&lt;br /&gt;not for eating!! but for phototaking. =.=&lt;br /&gt;then yun came to my house for the first time for a while.&lt;br /&gt;take gd care of my darling camera ok!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn it. i hate digi class already.&lt;br /&gt;hate the boring lesson. hate the assignment. hate the teacher!!&lt;br /&gt;small things also pick on me.&lt;br /&gt;cam blur my problem?&lt;br /&gt;me poor and cant afford a better one my problem??&lt;br /&gt;grrr. ruff ruff.&lt;br /&gt;ok ignore me... =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ramdom pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/Rzhjnsa_bjI/AAAAAAAAAU0/4fRZa7BpmRg/s1600-h/DSC00170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/Rzhjnsa_bjI/AAAAAAAAAU0/4fRZa7BpmRg/s320/DSC00170.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131961308979097138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xmas decor is already up at orchard.&lt;br /&gt;saw a few people taking pics with the angels so i decided to take it as well.&lt;br /&gt;(the "hope" board is falling off. =X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;i miss u i miss u i miss u.&lt;br /&gt;happy now?&lt;br /&gt;pls stop torturing me can? =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-3246801098987780490?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3246801098987780490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=3246801098987780490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/3246801098987780490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/3246801098987780490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/Rzhjnsa_bjI/AAAAAAAAAU0/4fRZa7BpmRg/s72-c/DSC00170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-6696746465675960870</id><published>2007-11-10T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T16:22:36.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was in a super lousy mood ytd.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt managed to film my octopus animation on time.&lt;br /&gt;it was already like 5 by the time tony finished filming. (his animations was all kidna screwed up so it took a super long time to finish filming them)&lt;br /&gt;in midst of filming it, i realised there were 2 frames missing.&lt;br /&gt;so i was like so frustrated and stressed out that i broke into tears while drawing the missing frames.&lt;br /&gt;even mr bakthar saw me crying in front of the lightbox. =.=&lt;br /&gt;by the time i submitted it to the assignment drive, it was already 540.&lt;br /&gt;that was the first time i ever submitted a lousy late work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on the way home on the mrt, i saw a big beautiful rainbow.&lt;br /&gt;a super rare sight in such a place like singapore.&lt;br /&gt;furthermore it didnt rain at all ytd. yet the rainbow.&lt;br /&gt;yun and i was so excited at seeing it that we took an awful lot of pics.&lt;br /&gt;i can still see the rainbow even from my room. =D&lt;br /&gt;yun said the rainbow visited me to cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;lolls. i guess so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(psst, it looks more beautiful in full view)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RzVpRca_beI/AAAAAAAAAUM/WetAv8FPtjQ/s1600-h/DSC00188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131123098866642402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RzVpRca_beI/AAAAAAAAAUM/WetAv8FPtjQ/s320/DSC00188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; taken from my corridor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RzVpRca_bfI/AAAAAAAAAUU/mP2QO6c15-s/s1600-h/DSC00189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131123098866642418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RzVpRca_bfI/AAAAAAAAAUU/mP2QO6c15-s/s320/DSC00189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RzVpRsa_bgI/AAAAAAAAAUc/v1gs1H1L58g/s1600-h/DSC00190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131123103161609730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RzVpRsa_bgI/AAAAAAAAAUc/v1gs1H1L58g/s320/DSC00190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RzVpR8a_bhI/AAAAAAAAAUk/CF5F2J02Tmk/s1600-h/DSC00191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131123107456577042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RzVpR8a_bhI/AAAAAAAAAUk/CF5F2J02Tmk/s320/DSC00191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; taken from my room =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RzVpR8a_biI/AAAAAAAAAUs/6NzcVUy4Fac/s1600-h/DSC00192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131123107456577058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RzVpR8a_biI/AAAAAAAAAUs/6NzcVUy4Fac/s320/DSC00192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RzVowsa_bZI/AAAAAAAAATk/EVlqF2tPx-g/s1600-h/DSC00175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131122536225926546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RzVowsa_bZI/AAAAAAAAATk/EVlqF2tPx-g/s320/DSC00175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; from mrt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RzVoxMa_baI/AAAAAAAAATs/DAqF08iL99E/s1600-h/DSC00177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131122544815861154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RzVoxMa_baI/AAAAAAAAATs/DAqF08iL99E/s320/DSC00177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yishun stadium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RzVoxca_bbI/AAAAAAAAAT0/IRrIOtit4OI/s1600-h/DSC00179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131122549110828466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RzVoxca_bbI/AAAAAAAAAT0/IRrIOtit4OI/s320/DSC00179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; from overhead bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RzVoxsa_bcI/AAAAAAAAAT8/FumLrsO-HdI/s1600-h/DSC00180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131122553405795778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RzVoxsa_bcI/AAAAAAAAAT8/FumLrsO-HdI/s320/DSC00180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RzVoyMa_bdI/AAAAAAAAAUE/0WI4kh1SDMY/s1600-h/DSC00186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131122561995730386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RzVoyMa_bdI/AAAAAAAAAUE/0WI4kh1SDMY/s320/DSC00186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; from T-junction road near the mrt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it will be like &lt;strong&gt;years&lt;/strong&gt; before seeing such a rainbow again. =(&lt;br /&gt;so thats all for the rainbow craze~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-6696746465675960870?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6696746465675960870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=6696746465675960870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/6696746465675960870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/6696746465675960870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-was-in-super-lousy-mood-ytd.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RzVpRca_beI/AAAAAAAAAUM/WetAv8FPtjQ/s72-c/DSC00188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-4008335913774240347</id><published>2007-11-07T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T00:48:59.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn.&lt;br /&gt;i think something is wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;my legs become jelly-ish for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;i get zombie-fied for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;oh well, hope i can get sick in fri so that i can skip the submission of the animations.&lt;br /&gt;oh no cannot!! cannot film the animations then if i really falls sick.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll just pretend to be sick and get an mc and sneak back to the animation studio to finish up all my animations. &lt;br /&gt;hah!! stop procrastinating lar girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bad start of the semester.&lt;br /&gt;and the bad attitude still lingers.&lt;br /&gt;at this time i still have the heck care attitude.&lt;br /&gt;heck care attitude triggered by my laziness.&lt;br /&gt;how can!!&lt;br /&gt;argh. i broke my resolution of working harder in less than a month.&lt;br /&gt;hao li hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml will be my saddest deepavali.&lt;br /&gt;not cuz i cant celebrate it but cuz i cant slack in the perfectly-in-good-timing public holiday.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeks. now i feel like vomitting my dinner out. =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-4008335913774240347?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/4008335913774240347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=4008335913774240347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/4008335913774240347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/4008335913774240347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/11/damn.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-3222468505202448056</id><published>2007-11-05T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T22:13:11.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiz.&lt;br /&gt;im emo again.&lt;br /&gt;for no reason. weird.&lt;br /&gt;i think im starting to enter the "low tide" period.&lt;br /&gt;ever since i receive that sms i guess.&lt;br /&gt;im like kind of like pms. =.=&lt;br /&gt;i think im just anxious.&lt;br /&gt;its 1010 already and there's still not a single word from him today.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno if he was avoiding me cuz of the misunderstanding. &lt;br /&gt;somehow i feel that things are starting to get back to the unhappy period.&lt;br /&gt;this is exactly the same feelings i had a few months ago.&lt;br /&gt;i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;why do i have to be like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please stop tormenting me and at least give something like a reply?&lt;br /&gt;before i dive into depression again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-3222468505202448056?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3222468505202448056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=3222468505202448056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/3222468505202448056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/3222468505202448056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/11/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-4318382761006200369</id><published>2007-11-03T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T22:23:43.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;finally got the discipline to blog.&lt;br /&gt;blehs.&lt;br /&gt;i might just bore readers to death with my blog entries on my boring life.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im gonna blog bout this whole week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mon i got nth to say bout the school life lar.&lt;br /&gt;after school, me sotong weijie and mike went to thomas house to play mahjong.&lt;br /&gt;against my will. =.=&lt;br /&gt;first i was tired and i'm a total noob at mahjong.&lt;br /&gt;in the end mike was like teaching me mahjong we played "4 que 1".&lt;br /&gt;aiya. in the end lost alot of money. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tues we had digi tutorial and got bored almost to death again. =.=&lt;br /&gt;i did the class exercise pretty well lar.&lt;br /&gt;all was well until this ms soh came and checked my pictures of fruits.&lt;br /&gt;then once she saw the pictures she was like picking on the poor quality.&lt;br /&gt;then when she saw my scribbly thumbnails she was like nagging and nagging and &lt;em&gt;nagging&lt;/em&gt; nonstop.&lt;br /&gt;she picked on my poorly drawn boxes, nagged about my attitude towards this assignment and about how disappointed she was with our class.&lt;br /&gt;ok lar, maybe i was still not serious enough lar.&lt;br /&gt;the thumbnails were drawn last of the last minute. =.=&lt;br /&gt;then she sighed and shook her head before going off to torment joel.&lt;br /&gt;so thats all for digi tutorial lar.&lt;br /&gt;the drawing lesson is as fun as usual~ &lt;br /&gt;and i feel like im getting better at figure drawing now~~~ ^^&lt;br /&gt;i even designed a manga-ish hairstyle for the cylidrical/polygonal mannequin drawing.&lt;br /&gt;lolls.&lt;br /&gt;ms jessie was pleased with our performance once again.&lt;br /&gt;the model was a tad weird but friendly though when he spoke to me and sherry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;although not as good looking as the previous one.&lt;/strike&gt; =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wed. animation fundemetals tutorial.&lt;br /&gt;lucky ms nopp didnt cancel the class again. =X&lt;br /&gt;this time we were doing seaweed.&lt;br /&gt;so damn tough sia!!&lt;br /&gt;countless times i edit the length of my seaweed still changes.&lt;br /&gt;but in the end it was ok except it was stiff.&lt;br /&gt;more like whipping then waving. =.= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thurs we had typo tutorial.&lt;br /&gt;had a quiz again this week.&lt;br /&gt;lame lar. i thought we will not be having a quiz as there was no lecture on mon.&lt;br /&gt;but i managed to scrape through alive with a 14.5/20. ^^&lt;br /&gt;then we had our &lt;strong&gt;penmanship again&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;lucky this time is easier with more straight lines.&lt;br /&gt;if they give us a scripty like font im gonna die on the spot. X__X&lt;br /&gt;this time i managed to finish both typefaces &lt;strong&gt;on time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; *cheers and whistles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fri. drawing lecture. nth much.&lt;br /&gt;story art direction tutorial. &lt;em&gt;something much&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;we discovered mr edwin ng is the one who illustrates our secondary school textbook and the Hao Gong Ming textbook when we were in primary school!!!&lt;br /&gt;not to mention the Young Generation magazine i read when i was young!!&lt;br /&gt;and some illustrations in our Pets textbook when we were in primary school too!!&lt;br /&gt;lolls. now this person is really somebody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;now i forgive him for being a little niang.&lt;/strike&gt; =X&lt;br /&gt;whoops~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd went bowling with dear~&lt;br /&gt;quite fun lar.&lt;br /&gt;i was like &lt;em&gt;slamming&lt;/em&gt; the bowling ball (violently) everytime i wanna throw.&lt;br /&gt;still can heng heng strike 2 times~!&lt;br /&gt;in the end only got 39 points. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats about it lar.&lt;br /&gt;till the next update.&lt;br /&gt;sayonara~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-4318382761006200369?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/4318382761006200369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=4318382761006200369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/4318382761006200369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/4318382761006200369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/11/wahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-7683777129509564295</id><published>2007-10-27T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T14:33:15.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RyL_bpJ_zBI/AAAAAAAAARQ/RddvtqDDgD8/s1600-h/DSC00149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RyL_bpJ_zBI/AAAAAAAAARQ/RddvtqDDgD8/s200/DSC00149.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125940176270380050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RyL_cJJ_zCI/AAAAAAAAARY/ee8YEg3SWI0/s1600-h/DSC00147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RyL_cJJ_zCI/AAAAAAAAARY/ee8YEg3SWI0/s200/DSC00147.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125940184860314658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the rainbow at the fountain?&lt;br /&gt;took these at the water fountain between block L and M. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RyQsl5J_zDI/AAAAAAAAARg/oCqmxy-c5AY/s1600-h/rainbow2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RyQsl5J_zDI/AAAAAAAAARg/oCqmxy-c5AY/s200/rainbow2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126271305363999794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edited. rainbow as focal point. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-7683777129509564295?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/7683777129509564295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=7683777129509564295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/7683777129509564295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/7683777129509564295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/10/see-rainbow-at-fountain-took-this-at.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RyL_bpJ_zBI/AAAAAAAAARQ/RddvtqDDgD8/s72-c/DSC00149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-3270585792851411205</id><published>2007-10-25T22:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T22:26:10.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoa, was super low just now.&lt;br /&gt;now is feeling better. ((=&lt;br /&gt;feeling like there is something wrong with me this few days.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i was too bothered by some things?&lt;br /&gt;even dear said just now on phone that i can say nothing else except "ok lor".&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;am i pms or what? =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. i cant be in my weird self on sat night.&lt;br /&gt;i must be in my best then.&lt;br /&gt;to make up for the screwed day last sun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-3270585792851411205?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3270585792851411205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=3270585792851411205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/3270585792851411205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/3270585792851411205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/10/whoa-was-super-low-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-5125987460116315357</id><published>2007-10-24T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T22:49:55.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiz. haiz haiz haiz haiz.&lt;br /&gt;oh, what am i haiz-ing about? =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had the shortest day of the week.&lt;br /&gt;we only have a 3 hours animation fundementals tutorial today!!&lt;br /&gt;almost dont have that cuz miss nopp was pissed after finding all of us not in the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;cuz we were waiting &lt;strong&gt;outside the classroom!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when we went into the classroom after the people inside had gone out we found the following words on the whiteboard:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"NO LESSON TODAY BECAUSE NO STUDENTS!! DM1123 GROUP 6"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blehs. so damn funny lar.&lt;br /&gt;then after that si gay and weijie went to ask her to come back.&lt;br /&gt;and finally we began our class peacefully despite sotong and noel was late. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had our "short break".&lt;br /&gt;went to the bookstore to get our compasses.&lt;br /&gt;then to cheers for our &lt;strong&gt;oreo donuts!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we slowly saunter our way back to class. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were doing our pendulum animation until a while after miss nopp left.&lt;br /&gt;then we separated, i went with sherry and meng fang to get a clear folder to dump our animation paper into it, had lunch, and then to comp lab to print out our typography exercise.&lt;br /&gt;blehs. we will be doing &lt;strong&gt;penmanship&lt;/strong&gt; on our typo tutorial.&lt;br /&gt;outlining the alphabets one by one.&lt;br /&gt;wtf. feel so design fundementals. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya. shall stop whining for now lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz haiz haiz.&lt;br /&gt;we talked less and less cuz he said he need to sleep early cuz he was tired.&lt;br /&gt;in the end didnt really talked.&lt;br /&gt;so unlike the time we used to have.&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im beginning to sense something coming.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haizz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;must be one of my useless "woman's intuition".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-5125987460116315357?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/5125987460116315357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=5125987460116315357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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"low-but-not-really-low" mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat. went back to sph to work.&lt;br /&gt;very suey. forgotten to bring my work pass.&lt;br /&gt;so i have to surrender my ic for a lousy temporary pass that didnt work on the main door to the office.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;i did finish my work in 2 hours time so i have another 2 hours to slack.&lt;br /&gt;so i slept, went to toilet to slack, do all kinds of funny stuffs at my desk.&lt;br /&gt;after i was released from work i just drifted to vivo for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;and decided to pay qiuwei and james a visit at kimgary.&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;had a yoghurt ice blended that lasted me for more than an hour.&lt;br /&gt;and after that i just sayonara to everybody, and walked aimlessly around vivo then to home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday. date with dear was kinda screwed.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;dun feel like describing a screwed day.&lt;br /&gt;the atmosphere was weird and awkward.&lt;br /&gt;i can sense that he was mad and sian-ed.&lt;br /&gt;so that left me feeling weird too.&lt;br /&gt;somehow i feel something weird afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya. so thats all for now lar.&lt;br /&gt;gotta hit the bed for the 8am lesson tml.&lt;br /&gt;so ciaos. till the next update.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-4614319431721472447?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/4614319431721472447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=4614319431721472447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/4614319431721472447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/4614319431721472447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/10/updates-updates-and-updates.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-1753037531898782472</id><published>2007-10-20T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T00:23:01.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>only had an hour lecture of digital imaging today.&lt;br /&gt;one word: disppointing. =.="&lt;br /&gt;i had always anticipated having digital imaging lessons.&lt;br /&gt;first lecture already so boring and full of &lt;strike&gt;useless bullcrap&lt;/strike&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;blah whatever.&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to do our maya temple homework.&lt;br /&gt;and found out that &lt;strong&gt;maya can be soooo fun!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was so absorbed doing my temple that it ended up looking futuristic/fantasy-ish with gems floating around my temple/altar.&lt;br /&gt;so maybe i can consider gaming too. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah.&lt;br /&gt;tml will be working at sph again.&lt;br /&gt;alone!!!&lt;br /&gt;i will be bored outta my mind and probably go insane.&lt;br /&gt;all for a teeny $24...T^T&lt;br /&gt;no choice. money is SO SO SOOO precious to me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BROKE AFTER PURCHASING ANIMATION PAPER (which is so GODDAMNED expensive) AND THE DRAWING II TEXTBOOK...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPENT A TOTAL OF $12 ON THEM!!!! T^T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;operation money-saving in progress..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-1753037531898782472?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1753037531898782472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=1753037531898782472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/1753037531898782472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/1753037531898782472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/10/only-had-hour-lecture-of-digital.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-9035235568398982382</id><published>2007-10-19T00:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T00:20:25.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;nth to update.&lt;br /&gt;so random pics time~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RxeEiyjypfI/AAAAAAAAAQw/hCeFkG_BtnA/s1600-h/DSC00100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RxeEiyjypfI/AAAAAAAAAQw/hCeFkG_BtnA/s200/DSC00100.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122708834379539954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papa at jack's place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RxeEjCjypgI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/s0zc3xsdFG8/s1600-h/DSC00101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RxeEjCjypgI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/s0zc3xsdFG8/s200/DSC00101.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122708838674507266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sherry with her "da jie da" pose at jack's place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that reminds me.&lt;br /&gt;im not suah ku!! &gt;&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;im just didnt go to jack's place before only cuz i thought to will cost a bomb.&lt;br /&gt;and i seriously didnt see the "the set meal will include a drink and a double scoop ice cream" at the bottom of the menu.&lt;br /&gt;not my fault!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RxeEjSjyphI/AAAAAAAAARA/470x9s4dJK0/s1600-h/DSC00102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RxeEjSjyphI/AAAAAAAAARA/470x9s4dJK0/s200/DSC00102.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122708842969474578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, this is something random.&lt;br /&gt;isnt this baby pooh adorable??!!!&lt;br /&gt;wahahahaha. sneaked a pic outside mini toons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RxeHPCjypiI/AAAAAAAAARI/3GkjrlX1Zng/s1600-h/DSC00056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RxeHPCjypiI/AAAAAAAAARI/3GkjrlX1Zng/s200/DSC00056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122711793612006946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the salmon ramen at ramen tei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CAUTION: EXTREMELY SPICY!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even i also cannot tahan. =.="&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-9035235568398982382?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/9035235568398982382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=9035235568398982382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/9035235568398982382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/9035235568398982382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/10/hmmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RxeEiyjypfI/AAAAAAAAAQw/hCeFkG_BtnA/s72-c/DSC00100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-2215622233774300477</id><published>2007-10-17T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T22:53:43.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>havent updated for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;school has started.&lt;br /&gt;still can get to slack on the first week.&lt;br /&gt;thnx goodness.&lt;br /&gt;been slacking for 3 days straight and im kinda tired of slacking already (sounds so unlike me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleaghs. dunno wat else to write.&lt;br /&gt;been going out with yun for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;shopped and slacked and crapped around.&lt;br /&gt;and spent another $30 on a top!!&lt;br /&gt;and owed yun $30 because of it. =.=&lt;br /&gt;i should &lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; stop spending and save as much as i can with my allowance.&lt;br /&gt;cuz im only getting my pay at the end of &lt;strong&gt;next&lt;/strong&gt; month!!!&lt;br /&gt;grrrr!!!&lt;br /&gt;because i missed my timesheet submission date.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've calculated!! the pay i'll be getting will be $1004 after the deduction of cpf.&lt;br /&gt;but i've already spent like $200++ during the holidays. &lt;br /&gt;i have to save &lt;em&gt;at least&lt;/em&gt; $70 per month.&lt;br /&gt;that makes me about $120 per month.&lt;br /&gt;that makes me only with $4 per day!!&lt;br /&gt;no more junkies food no more candies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can do it!!&lt;br /&gt;wuhahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-2215622233774300477?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/2215622233774300477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=2215622233774300477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/2215622233774300477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/2215622233774300477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/10/havent-updated-for-awhile.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-4306561880374735742</id><published>2007-10-14T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T20:08:50.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;got a new haircut.&lt;br /&gt;bombed my 29 dollars a jean yip but im overall satisfied with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wat else to update.&lt;br /&gt;school is starting soon.&lt;br /&gt;mon will be a full day.&lt;br /&gt;tues and wed will be my "holiday".&lt;br /&gt;fri will be only 1 hour of lecture.&lt;br /&gt;nothing on weekends.&lt;br /&gt;hello boring life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously need to.. think.&lt;br /&gt;about certain things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-4306561880374735742?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/4306561880374735742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=4306561880374735742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/4306561880374735742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/4306561880374735742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/10/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-8100060101914650544</id><published>2007-10-13T10:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T10:56:49.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yipeeeeeeeeee~&lt;br /&gt;recovered from fever!!&lt;br /&gt;had successfully battled the bacteria in my body!!&lt;br /&gt;wuhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;but the stomach flu is still there.&lt;br /&gt;been passing out everything i've eaten.&lt;br /&gt;eeeeks. but i hopefully i can shed some weight while having this stomach flu.&lt;br /&gt;wahhaha. im mad. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd didnt managed to earn the last $54 at sph.&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;just&lt;/strong&gt; had to have a fever on the last day of work.&lt;br /&gt;so there goes my $54.. T^T&lt;br /&gt;hafta save and scrimp money so to pay back the $54 i had lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear paid me a visit while im sick at home~&lt;br /&gt;so sweet of him. he came all the way to khatib from tekong after he had booked out.&lt;br /&gt;and bought me noodles and some chin chow drink for me.&lt;br /&gt;hehe~ ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of the roses had wilted and shedded their petals. =(&lt;br /&gt;now only left 2 &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt; well and surviving.&lt;br /&gt;the other 4 i cross pollinated them without the help of bees (but my fingers =.=)&lt;br /&gt;hopefully they can bear fruits or sth. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-8100060101914650544?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/8100060101914650544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=8100060101914650544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/8100060101914650544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/8100060101914650544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/10/yipeeeeeeeeee-recovered-from-fever-had.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-8389055875799211777</id><published>2007-10-09T09:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T09:30:43.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wooooo.&lt;br /&gt;ytd was so suey.&lt;br /&gt;the supervisor cuaght me dozing off while compressing the pics.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;then she still sarcastically say "are u alright? if u not feeling well must tell me ok? then u can go home early to rest." *giggles fakely*&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;im too used to her sarcasism that im already numbed from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thurs im gonna take a &lt;strong&gt;whole&lt;/strong&gt; day leave.&lt;br /&gt;i bluffed the supervisor that the sem briefing will be a whole day thing but actually its only 2 hours. xD&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the time im gonna use it to make something good for dear.&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;hope my cookies will turn out well.&lt;br /&gt;lolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, thats all for now.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna continue compressing the pics till i doze off again and get caught by her again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-8389055875799211777?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/8389055875799211777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=8389055875799211777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/8389055875799211777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/8389055875799211777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/10/wooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-1252888873824503500</id><published>2007-10-08T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T10:52:43.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argghhh.&lt;br /&gt;its mon and im stuck in this dead office at sph again.&lt;br /&gt;the days are growing increasingly monotonous and drowsy.&lt;br /&gt;now i found myself nodding to sleep in front of the comp monitor everyday at work.&lt;br /&gt;now i understands why pln is so sleepy everytime. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd went for a kg gathering.&lt;br /&gt;at seoul garden having my money wasted on some pieces of cheap chicken and yong tau hu.&lt;br /&gt;and ended up chionging to the toilet after that.&lt;br /&gt;26 bucks for that.&lt;br /&gt;worth it? NOT AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;i rather spend the money on a nice sumptous buffet.&lt;br /&gt;can get a 2 dollar change somemore.&lt;br /&gt;aiya. at least we got a chance to gather and talk and crap.&lt;br /&gt;so i shall stop whining lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that the guys went off (weixian james off to work and isaac book in)&lt;br /&gt;and we girls went shopping at far east.&lt;br /&gt;shopped till pln and qiuwei almost dropped but luckily i did not. (hmm this rhymes.)&lt;br /&gt;i managed to control the urge to splurge!!! =D (ok this rhymes too.)&lt;br /&gt;i only bought a babydoll top and a tube.&lt;br /&gt;but ok lar. at least i wont be regretting my purchase after that.&lt;br /&gt;i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after that i went off cuz of the family curfew. =.=&lt;br /&gt;i thought mom was going to kill me to have reached home so late but in the end didnt. =.=&lt;br /&gt;wasted my energy to chiong home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. so this post is about some typical teen musing about a supposingly boring day.&lt;br /&gt;shall continue &lt;strike&gt;slacking&lt;/strike&gt; mugging the day off. ))=&lt;br /&gt;2 hours until lunch...&lt;br /&gt;every morning im waiting for lunch break and after the break im waiting for day's end.&lt;br /&gt;monotonous life.&lt;br /&gt;no diff from sec school life.&lt;br /&gt;in short, i hate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-1252888873824503500?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1252888873824503500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=1252888873824503500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/1252888873824503500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/1252888873824503500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/10/argghhh.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-8859970241123239676</id><published>2007-10-07T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T03:33:32.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another day out with dear. ^^&lt;br /&gt;after working for 4 hours at sph in the morn to earn 24 bucks i went to city hall to meet dear.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to tampines for a buffet.&lt;br /&gt;spent $23.80 there and ate to our limit.&lt;br /&gt;we ate and ate and ate all the good stuffs at the buffet.&lt;br /&gt;i ate lamb chop, sushi, clams, prawns and all the random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;he ate less than me except he ordered like 3 beef steak in a row.&lt;br /&gt;he addicted to the steak there already.&lt;br /&gt;lolls.&lt;br /&gt;then he lot our scissors paper stone game and took the forfeit of eating guava dipped with chili sauce.&lt;br /&gt;then he dared me to eat a chunk of wasabi with sushi.&lt;br /&gt;i swear i wont try it again. &gt;&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;then after that sumptuous(!!!) meal we took the cab to east coast park!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we enjoyed the sea breeze together until sunset. xD&lt;br /&gt;then so embarrasing, i let my tears flow down in front of him.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno know why i did tho. =.="&lt;br /&gt;then when we were going down piece of land at the coast, &lt;em&gt;i slipped and fell on the slippery rocks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so paiseh lar!! &lt;br /&gt;mi pants were wet from falling onto mi butt on the wet rocks.&lt;br /&gt;so scary lar. almost fell into the water altho its not deep. =.="&lt;br /&gt;some pics we took..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RwfFi7J-AuI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JZGFVEiObs4/s1600-h/DSC00073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RwfFi7J-AuI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JZGFVEiObs4/s200/DSC00073.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118276705315586786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;strike&gt;botak&lt;/strike&gt; hip hop rapper with sunset =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RwfFjbJ-AvI/AAAAAAAAAQI/UxZqKOFGGvE/s1600-h/DSC00080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RwfFjbJ-AvI/AAAAAAAAAQI/UxZqKOFGGvE/s200/DSC00080.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118276713905521394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me lame-ing with the lame pose =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we slowly walked to the fast food restaurants.&lt;br /&gt;then on mi way i found mi toe bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;so i was kind of suey lar.&lt;br /&gt;the slippery rocks and the bleeding toe.&lt;br /&gt;then dear went to 7eleven to buy &lt;strong&gt;beer&lt;/strong&gt; and a bottle of &lt;strong&gt;blackcurrant vodka&lt;/strong&gt; for me. O_O&lt;br /&gt;the blackcurrant vodka was quite nice lar.&lt;br /&gt;abit like fruit juice but got abit of the bitterness of alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;i finished the whole bottle while dear finished to bottles of beer.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;first time drinking so much alcohol. &gt;&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;drats, im beginning to turn bad. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RwfI9rJ-AwI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/At3BeCKiSlk/s1600-h/DSC00084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RwfI9rJ-AwI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/At3BeCKiSlk/s200/DSC00084.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118280463411970818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;strong&gt;first&lt;/strong&gt; bottle of alcohol of my 17 years of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then mi face immediately turned really &lt;strong&gt;red&lt;/strong&gt; after drinking. =.=&lt;br /&gt;but funny thing is i didnt get dizzy or wat.&lt;br /&gt;but i did found myself getting a little higher after drinking.&lt;br /&gt;lolls.&lt;br /&gt;he volunteered to piggyback me for a short distance. xDD&lt;br /&gt;so many vehicles were driving pass the road probably saw us and i was half paiseh and half bursting. xD&lt;br /&gt;then we took cab to the mrt and he sent me all the way to khatib.&lt;br /&gt;with my face still &lt;strong&gt;red&lt;/strong&gt;. =.=&lt;br /&gt;people was like staring at me lar.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super obvious that i drank. =.=&lt;br /&gt;not mentioning the moment i stepped into my house.&lt;br /&gt;my mom was like "have u been drinking alcohol??" the moment she sees my red face.&lt;br /&gt;aiya, have to tell the truth since im &lt;strike&gt;so bad in lying&lt;/strike&gt; such a honest girl ^^. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha. so thats bout it.&lt;br /&gt;tml im gonna meet the kg pals again for isaac's bdae celeb. ^^&lt;br /&gt;but too bad dear cant come along. ))=&lt;br /&gt;hafta wait for &lt;em&gt;another&lt;/em&gt; wk before i get to see him again. ))=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**edit**&lt;br /&gt;the pics of the flower as promised.&lt;br /&gt;(but not like anybody cared.. T^T but who cares!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RwfizbJ-AxI/AAAAAAAAAQY/-Rk4c6Cmn78/s1600-h/DSC00086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RwfizbJ-AxI/AAAAAAAAAQY/-Rk4c6Cmn78/s200/DSC00086.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118308874620633874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RwfizrJ-AyI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Rja9wgpjHm4/s1600-h/DSC00087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RwfizrJ-AyI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Rja9wgpjHm4/s200/DSC00087.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118308878915601186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RwfizrJ-AzI/AAAAAAAAAQo/PxlQA3V5_5E/s1600-h/DSC00088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RwfizrJ-AzI/AAAAAAAAAQo/PxlQA3V5_5E/s200/DSC00088.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118308878915601202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-8859970241123239676?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/8859970241123239676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=8859970241123239676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/8859970241123239676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/8859970241123239676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/10/another-day-out-with-dear.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RwfFi7J-AuI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JZGFVEiObs4/s72-c/DSC00073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-8867128076489910936</id><published>2007-10-04T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T23:51:33.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;finally met up with dear.&lt;br /&gt;took a half day leave just to meet him.&lt;br /&gt;im really really glad and touched today.&lt;br /&gt;today is the day we finally &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; talked.&lt;br /&gt;and cleared alot of misunderstandings.&lt;br /&gt;and realise that things &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; took a miraculous turn to have them end up with what we have today.&lt;br /&gt;i began to become totally open and comfortable with him.&lt;br /&gt;i really understand his thoughts and feelings.&lt;br /&gt;i dont blame or doubt him anymore.&lt;br /&gt;he had me realise alot alot of the things i dunno about relationships.&lt;br /&gt;i guess im just too naive in the past.&lt;br /&gt;i had always thought as long as two persons love each other, and as long as they have the determination to be together, every and any problems can be solved.&lt;br /&gt;i guess this only happens in tv dramas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and anyway!! today is the first day i receive gifts from a guy.&lt;br /&gt;and flowers too.&lt;br /&gt;the feeling is so hard to describe.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps no words can really describe it. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RwUKfKW3_yI/AAAAAAAAAPo/6s_q0Y_eolY/s1600-h/DSC00062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RwUKfKW3_yI/AAAAAAAAAPo/6s_q0Y_eolY/s200/DSC00062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117508082048958242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the nine roses he gave me~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RwUKfKW3_zI/AAAAAAAAAPw/WbXZLZKrSwk/s1600-h/DSC000591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RwUKfKW3_zI/AAAAAAAAAPw/WbXZLZKrSwk/s200/DSC000591.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117508082048958258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the keychain-or-watever-it-is he gave mi~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RwUKfKW3_0I/AAAAAAAAAP4/oly6kzmtwV0/s1600-h/DSC00070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RwUKfKW3_0I/AAAAAAAAAP4/oly6kzmtwV0/s200/DSC00070.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117508082048958274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me bhb-ing with the 9 roses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt snap the pics of the flowers cuz its safely in my fridge.&lt;br /&gt;its too precious and fragile. =X&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll take photos of the roses and post them here next time. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay~ i'll be meeting him on sat again.&lt;br /&gt;lolls. im really getting all lovey dovey here.&lt;br /&gt;pardon me. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-8867128076489910936?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/8867128076489910936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=8867128076489910936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/8867128076489910936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/8867128076489910936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/10/weeee-finally-met-up-with-dear.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RwUKfKW3_yI/AAAAAAAAAPo/6s_q0Y_eolY/s72-c/DSC00062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-7499415912651902958</id><published>2007-10-03T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T23:14:27.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its wed.&lt;br /&gt;the day i have been waiting and anticipating.&lt;br /&gt;but in the end we didnt managed to meet.&lt;br /&gt;although im disappointed, but he made me forget that feeling quickly.&lt;br /&gt;im anticipating tml. almost one whole day with him.&lt;br /&gt;wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes all these seem so surreal.&lt;br /&gt;its almost too good to be true.&lt;br /&gt;but i will cherish all these for all i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="FFFF00"&gt;i love u forever dear!!! muacks~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-7499415912651902958?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/7499415912651902958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=7499415912651902958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/7499415912651902958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/7499415912651902958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-wed.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-646950422317009450</id><published>2007-10-02T09:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T10:07:21.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>zzz.&lt;br /&gt;early in the morn streetdirectory.com site down.&lt;br /&gt;cant even do my stuffs now.&lt;br /&gt;so i shall slack.&lt;br /&gt;wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;changed my seat today.&lt;br /&gt;from the best seat to the most suey seat in the office.&lt;br /&gt;mi original seat is at the back of the office where nobody have any idea of wat im doing with my comp.&lt;br /&gt;now, the lady boss can juz look out of her office and see my comp screen and catch me slacking redhandedly.&lt;br /&gt;cuz of the new (??) guy that had just came/transferred in.&lt;br /&gt;he told me is cuz of the phone extension of something like that.&lt;br /&gt;i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;im starting to have emotional attachment with my seat already and they changed my seat to this suckky place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya. nth to blog liao lar.&lt;br /&gt;life at sph is so boring.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how people actually survive in here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-646950422317009450?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/646950422317009450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=646950422317009450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/646950422317009450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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whole day off.&lt;br /&gt;after renaming the files n doing a little excel stuffs, i left with totally nth to do.&lt;br /&gt;so i just played game/slp throughout the 4 hours.&lt;br /&gt;then after work there was this last-thursday-of-the-month even at the cafeteria.&lt;br /&gt;got &lt;strong&gt;freeflow of red wine!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so mi paulina qiuwei n lifen seized this opportunity to drink.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;im forced to gulp down half a glass of red wine. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;the taste is yuck but after effect is thrilling.&lt;br /&gt;lucky mi face didnt turn red like lifen's n i still managed to remain sober.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/Rvy73bDox5I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/bRsIKJLgG3g/s1600-h/DSC00048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/Rvy73bDox5I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/bRsIKJLgG3g/s400/DSC00048.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115169837616252818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our wine glasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/Rvy7Z7Dox4I/AAAAAAAAAPI/vks1p8X1rS4/s1600-h/DSC00427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/Rvy7Z7Dox4I/AAAAAAAAAPI/vks1p8X1rS4/s400/DSC00427.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115169330810111874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evidence no. 1 of underage drinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/Rvy73rDox6I/AAAAAAAAAPY/oglSE-deIJU/s1600-h/DSC00429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/Rvy73rDox6I/AAAAAAAAAPY/oglSE-deIJU/s400/DSC00429.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115169841911220130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evidence no.2 of underage drinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that we got abit high (dunno izzit cuz of our wine) n boarded the train.&lt;br /&gt;den we made a ruckus at the mrt n everybody was like staring at us like a bunch of lunatics.&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly i got a call from thomas.&lt;br /&gt;then veri suey!!! he was in the train also.&lt;br /&gt;same compartment somemore.&lt;br /&gt;-___-"&lt;br /&gt;tio 4D also not as lucky.&lt;br /&gt;-_____-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway mi and qiuwei got down at woodlands to meet jean to celebrate her bdae.&lt;br /&gt;then we went yoshinoya to eat dinner n to share the tiny piece of cake mi n qiuwei had bought at breadtalk at $5.80.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/Rvy9y7Dox7I/AAAAAAAAAPg/WxS-nRFX_t4/s1600-h/Photo-0759.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/Rvy9y7Dox7I/AAAAAAAAAPg/WxS-nRFX_t4/s400/Photo-0759.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115171959330097074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qiuwei jean n meeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that we went home.&lt;br /&gt;then end of story.&lt;br /&gt;lolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya got to go back to do work liao lar.&lt;br /&gt;have to finish 10 pages in an hours' time.&lt;br /&gt;impossible mission.&lt;br /&gt;obviously i had been slacking hopelessly.&lt;br /&gt;but heck.&lt;br /&gt;at least i noe i have sth to do next wk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-8860722820285938237?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/8860722820285938237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=8860722820285938237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-701908980491923782</id><published>2007-09-26T12:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T14:28:54.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>booooooooooooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;slacking again!!&lt;br /&gt;omg im a super time / sph salary waster.&lt;br /&gt;they pay mi to &lt;strong&gt;slack!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waahahahaaaha.&lt;br /&gt;i think im crazy.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly im self high-ing.&lt;br /&gt;ytd went to play candles again.&lt;br /&gt;this time is with qiuwei.&lt;br /&gt;once again onli 2 ppl playing.&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;was kinda sian actually lar.&lt;br /&gt;we kinda had heart to heart talk with her.&lt;br /&gt;wished i can do that with him also.&lt;br /&gt;and then somehow i had that weird feeling again.&lt;br /&gt;like some kind of crushed-hope that kind of feeling.&lt;br /&gt;or some kind of wake-up-to-the-cruel-reality kind of feeling.&lt;br /&gt;cant really describe it.&lt;br /&gt;it left mi kinda emo again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat quickly come!!!!&lt;br /&gt;stop torturing mi by dragging by so slowly, u stupid time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**edit&lt;br /&gt;so suey juz now lar.&lt;br /&gt;i dropped a piece of sesame chicken onto mi jeans.&lt;br /&gt;now mi jeans got a mixture of all sort of flavours orayd.&lt;br /&gt;got drinks tom yum now sesame chicken.&lt;br /&gt;can make a main course orayd.&lt;br /&gt;yuck.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna bear with it for like 2 more weeks before i finally wash it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh!!! now i really think im fat.&lt;br /&gt;fatty ying!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-701908980491923782?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/701908980491923782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=701908980491923782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/701908980491923782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/701908980491923782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/09/booooooooooooooooooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-7775344739003699660</id><published>2007-09-24T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T11:38:11.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally updating!!&lt;br /&gt;was too lazy / tired to update.&lt;br /&gt;currently slacking in front of the office computer.&lt;br /&gt;yawnssssss.&lt;br /&gt;so tired bored and watever lar.&lt;br /&gt;but hope this week will pass by as quickly as last week.&lt;br /&gt;i want that day to arrive as fast as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much happened during the wkends.&lt;br /&gt;went out with jean on sat.&lt;br /&gt;went to bugis &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;was so sian that i have no mood to shop.&lt;br /&gt;then went to chinatown with jean.&lt;br /&gt;planning to meet her cousins for dinner but i changed my mind cuz i was too sian/ tired. &lt;br /&gt;oh, on the way there i super coincidently met clare with a guy/her bf(??).&lt;br /&gt;than when she intro-ed mi to the guy fren, he remarked i'm wan ton's fren.&lt;br /&gt;-__-"&lt;br /&gt;than we reached chinatown and shopped at the og for a moment and became very sian again.&lt;br /&gt;so i went home without meeting qiuwei who was doing ot until 1030.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sun i went out wif yun to explore central.&lt;br /&gt;it is newer than i expected but alot of the shops are still unopened so the shopping mall is still a little empty.&lt;br /&gt;went to eat lunch after that.&lt;br /&gt;the tom yum steamboat we shared was nice~~~&lt;br /&gt;than we shared a bowl of almond jelly with longan after that and i feel like exploding already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/Rvcr4wPchOI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/oItil4aWoU4/s1600-h/DSC00024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/Rvcr4wPchOI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/oItil4aWoU4/s400/DSC00024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113604155924841698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tom yum steamboat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/Rvcr5APchPI/AAAAAAAAAOY/rtByh_AYkkI/s1600-h/DSC00025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/Rvcr5APchPI/AAAAAAAAAOY/rtByh_AYkkI/s400/DSC00025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113604160219809010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the view of clarke quay from the food court&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/Rvcr5APchQI/AAAAAAAAAOg/NMvFJKVEQ7c/s1600-h/DSC00030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/Rvcr5APchQI/AAAAAAAAAOg/NMvFJKVEQ7c/s400/DSC00030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113604160219809026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the super cool shop design yun and me were fascinated by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i played her (bf's) psp and became addicted to the game all the way from dhoby ghaut to marina bay then to khatib.&lt;br /&gt;then when we reached khatib we went to eastern bookstore (reluctantly) to buy fairy firesticks and candles.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to the khatib park and entertained ourselves with candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RvcslgPchRI/AAAAAAAAAOo/zZYE3D2rdE0/s1600-h/DSC00036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RvcslgPchRI/AAAAAAAAAOo/zZYE3D2rdE0/s400/DSC00036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113604924723987730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the heart i made with candles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RvcslgPchSI/AAAAAAAAAOw/4roq4zeY8SY/s1600-h/DSC00037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RvcslgPchSI/AAAAAAAAAOw/4roq4zeY8SY/s400/DSC00037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113604924723987746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant really see the words inside =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RvcslwPchTI/AAAAAAAAAO4/7NEc7Tz3AAI/s1600-h/DSC00041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RvcslwPchTI/AAAAAAAAAO4/7NEc7Tz3AAI/s400/DSC00041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113604929018955058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fairy firesticks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was this weird pehpeh that walked pass us and asked us in chinese "wat are u two doing here?"&lt;br /&gt;den i stunned and stared at him and told him we playing with candles.&lt;br /&gt;i thought he is going to tick us off for vandalising the park with wax of something.&lt;br /&gt;then he asked wat we do that for wat.&lt;br /&gt;then i hestitated again and said its lantern festival.&lt;br /&gt;then he went off to narrate his sob story about him being in the orphanage with his 12 other siblings for almost half of his lifetime and did not know anything about such festivals and blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;then he said he dont have any friends blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;he was a little pitiful so i gave him face and listened to him patiently.&lt;br /&gt;-__-"&lt;br /&gt;then finally he went off.&lt;br /&gt;and we went back to our candles.&lt;br /&gt;lolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i got boliao and did a wax heart for him.&lt;br /&gt;wasted alot of red candles.&lt;br /&gt;and the heart ended up lookin a little disgusting cuz of the ashy ashy wax mixed with the red wax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RvcvigPchUI/AAAAAAAAAPA/KilZzBwOcvA/s1600-h/DSC00044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RvcvigPchUI/AAAAAAAAAPA/KilZzBwOcvA/s400/DSC00044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113608171719263554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that yun's bf came and entertained himself with the flammable white wax he brought.&lt;br /&gt;yun and i joked bout him finally getting back his childhood.&lt;br /&gt;lolls~&lt;br /&gt;then we played and burnt and vandalised the park until 12am and i went home cuz of this stupid work that required me to wake up early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tts all for the update.&lt;br /&gt;shall continue boring my ass out myself until leon comes back and assign me something to do.&lt;br /&gt;ciaos now~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-7775344739003699660?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/7775344739003699660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=7775344739003699660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/7775344739003699660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/7775344739003699660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/09/finally-updating-was-too-lazy-tired-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/Rvcr4wPchOI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/oItil4aWoU4/s72-c/DSC00024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-3987906069645036795</id><published>2007-09-19T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T20:18:05.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another monotonous day at sph.&lt;br /&gt;10 hours staring into the computer screen doing brainless job.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how the working ppl there managed to work there for like &lt;em&gt;years.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant stand the thought of having to work there for even a year.&lt;br /&gt;maybe im not matured enough to have the "work for food" mindset yet.&lt;br /&gt;but this is how life should be i guess.&lt;br /&gt;especially in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;sad thing isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;life is meant to be boring here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im starting to wear the necklace again.&lt;br /&gt;cuz i believe there's still hope.&lt;br /&gt;i've never thought i will ever take it out of the drawer again.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i dont have to put it back there again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-3987906069645036795?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3987906069645036795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=3987906069645036795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/3987906069645036795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/3987906069645036795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/09/another-monotonous-day-at-sph.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-2384379849740818937</id><published>2007-09-19T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T02:47:56.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a tide had been overcome.&lt;br /&gt;now another one is coming again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really suck.&lt;br /&gt;im really disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;but i should say i deserved this result for slacking throughout the whole semester.&lt;br /&gt;but honestly this course is way too demanding.&lt;br /&gt;ppl got an average of around 3.5 in other courses while we have only like 3.0?&lt;br /&gt;its not fair lar.&lt;br /&gt;how can we even enter uni with this kinda shit score?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf lar.&lt;br /&gt;i really suck lar.&lt;br /&gt;tml im gonna wallow in depression again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-2384379849740818937?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/2384379849740818937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=2384379849740818937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/2384379849740818937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/2384379849740818937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/09/tide-had-been-overcame.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-3633065417226014363</id><published>2007-09-16T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T23:30:18.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;new handphone!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weee!! got a k530i for free with &lt;strong&gt;1 gb &lt;/strong&gt;memo card!!&lt;br /&gt;xD xD&lt;br /&gt;so i gave mi dad mi current hp with empty inbox and whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to bugis to bomb mi money again.&lt;br /&gt;this time i only bought a plain off shoulder and a black skinny jeans.&lt;br /&gt;i've restricted myself &lt;strong&gt;alot alot alot&lt;/strong&gt; already.&lt;br /&gt;i've spent like a hundred dollars ytd so i cut down on buying somemore today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited slacked and kpo-ed at yun's pushcart while waiting for qiuwei.&lt;br /&gt;working at a pushcart actually is not bad for a job.&lt;br /&gt;got lots of freedom and plus its slack.&lt;br /&gt;n can k-po everywhere and however u like.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i can get a part time job at a pushcart during skool days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz ate mi family steamboat.&lt;br /&gt;from this wk i will have a curfew on every sun for a family day. DX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian.&lt;br /&gt;tml gonna work again.&lt;br /&gt;currently motivated to work.&lt;br /&gt;earn lotsa money money.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna do ot on every possible day~!! xD xD&lt;br /&gt;n earn back mi once again (over)spent money again.&lt;br /&gt;weee!! dis time i hope its not so dull as fri.&lt;br /&gt;cuz qiuwei is joining us tml. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can stand up again.&lt;br /&gt;altho i know i will feel sad once in a while, but i &lt;strong&gt;can&lt;/strong&gt; be mi cheerful self again.&lt;br /&gt;ending it may not be a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;it ends all the pain once and for all.&lt;br /&gt;no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;i will work hard to forget and move on.&lt;br /&gt;i can do it!!&lt;br /&gt;aja!! kampatei!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-3633065417226014363?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3633065417226014363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=3633065417226014363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/3633065417226014363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/3633065417226014363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/09/new-handphone-weee-got-k530i-for-free.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-3574761664168910349</id><published>2007-09-15T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T01:17:40.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weee!!!&lt;br /&gt;i've &lt;strong&gt;finally&lt;/strong&gt; found this song!!!&lt;br /&gt;this song is like super nice lar.&lt;br /&gt;instantly fell in love with it when watchin NANA series. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today juz had the first day of the admin job.&lt;br /&gt;overall comment: SUPER sian.&lt;br /&gt;the whole day is onli staring at the screen doing brainless stuff editing the advertisements online.&lt;br /&gt;actually i can get to slack but i didnt.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;i juz worked full blast and ot-ed for 1 hour.&lt;br /&gt;but the people there r quite ok.&lt;br /&gt;jess (or i dunno wat name) treated mi minute maid and chocolate muffins!!&lt;br /&gt;lolls~&lt;br /&gt;so basically is juz brainless and robotic job with pay of 6 per hour.&lt;br /&gt;actually is not bad lar.&lt;br /&gt;the ppl dere still can afford &lt;strong&gt;gucci ties&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;big cars&lt;/strong&gt; lar.&lt;br /&gt;proved how rich u can get for doing this job.&lt;br /&gt;=DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so happi!!&lt;br /&gt;im finally getting mi &lt;strike&gt;over&lt;/strike&gt;spent money back~!!&lt;br /&gt;n finally &lt;em&gt;time for shopping again!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if 6 per hour and work 10 hours per day,&lt;br /&gt;60 per day exclusive of OT,&lt;br /&gt;then if i work till the 15 oct (22 days including today),&lt;br /&gt;i can get $1320 &lt;strong&gt;at least&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;weee!! man im rich!!!&lt;br /&gt;lalalalala~~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-3574761664168910349?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3574761664168910349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=3574761664168910349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/3574761664168910349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/3574761664168910349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/09/weee-ive-finally-found-this-song-this.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-8765857725439429262</id><published>2007-09-12T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T00:31:27.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can do it.&lt;br /&gt;i can lead a happy life once again.&lt;br /&gt;no more such troubles again.&lt;br /&gt;yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna narrate all on the light hearted stuffs happening in these few days.&lt;br /&gt;i shall start with the day when we had our gathering at palawan beach.&lt;br /&gt;it was quite fun lar.&lt;br /&gt;mi jean n cherie went off to explore the area while de rest were playing frisbee and volleyball.&lt;br /&gt;but sally was soaking in the water all by herself. &lt;br /&gt;lolls.&lt;br /&gt;den the 3 of us buried our feet into the fine sand.&lt;br /&gt;den we went mia and went to de ice cream store to share a cup of ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RugMnL639aI/AAAAAAAAANQ/keVAFVKdxa8/s1600-h/Image056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RugMnL639aI/AAAAAAAAANQ/keVAFVKdxa8/s400/Image056.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109347644605986210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the finished ice cream~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RugPtb639bI/AAAAAAAAANY/y2tCQgoKCDk/s1600-h/Image059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RugPtb639bI/AAAAAAAAANY/y2tCQgoKCDk/s400/Image059.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109351050515051954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cherie mi and jean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way back to vivo, we girls got crazy and started doing crazy stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;we posed at some whacky looking statues. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RugSgb639eI/AAAAAAAAANw/uGB0SsYQhpQ/s1600-h/DSC02775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RugSgb639eI/AAAAAAAAANw/uGB0SsYQhpQ/s400/DSC02775.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109354125711635938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;victim no.1: the fruit knife lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RugSgr639fI/AAAAAAAAAN4/J7Drq0Qx9Ts/s1600-h/888008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RugSgr639fI/AAAAAAAAAN4/J7Drq0Qx9Ts/s400/888008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109354130006603250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;victim no.2: the blonde hunk with sally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RugSg7639gI/AAAAAAAAAOA/SY6zeIrHtP8/s1600-h/888011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RugSg7639gI/AAAAAAAAAOA/SY6zeIrHtP8/s400/888011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109354134301570562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still victim no.2: mi and qiuwei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RugSg7639hI/AAAAAAAAAOI/D1-dNY2_0sU/s1600-h/888014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RugSg7639hI/AAAAAAAAAOI/D1-dNY2_0sU/s400/888014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109354134301570578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;victim no.3: the ice cream man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt we went back to kg to eat. =.="&lt;br /&gt;the guys had complete meals and de gals had only french toasts.&lt;br /&gt;but i only had half piece of butter toast and 2 cups of plain water.&lt;br /&gt;=.="&lt;br /&gt;wasnt in the mood for food.&lt;br /&gt;i juz glugged down my cup of water and den qiuwei's to fill mi stomach.&lt;br /&gt;loll.&lt;br /&gt;so tts all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mon, qiuwei jean n mi went to plaza sing to catch &lt;strong&gt;ratatouille&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;de movie is so so cute!!!&lt;br /&gt;its funni n inspirating too.&lt;br /&gt;anyone can cook!!&lt;br /&gt;lolls.&lt;br /&gt;then we walk around basement2 to decide wat to eat.&lt;br /&gt;i got strawberry almond with white chocolate crepe~&lt;br /&gt;didnt take a pic of it cuz im too hungry. DX&lt;br /&gt;qiuwei n jean got a riceball each.&lt;br /&gt;den de 3 of us went to de ice store for desserts.&lt;br /&gt;we ordered a mixed fruit ice of kiwi mango and strawberry with a mango sherbet on top~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RugRl7639cI/AAAAAAAAANg/lXQTlg9Fb44/s1600-h/Image062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RugRl7639cI/AAAAAAAAANg/lXQTlg9Fb44/s400/Image062.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109353120689288642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RugRmL639dI/AAAAAAAAANo/ZwyOung9NyY/s1600-h/Image063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RugRmL639dI/AAAAAAAAANo/ZwyOung9NyY/s400/Image063.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109353124984255954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after tt we ran out of time and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i went out with de kg ppl again~&lt;br /&gt;but this time dere were less ppl. ._.&lt;br /&gt;onli james, qiuwei, mi, paulina and yze yang.&lt;br /&gt;we went to watch &lt;strong&gt;apartment 1303&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;wahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;some parts are scary, (but not scary enough to scare mi)&lt;br /&gt;but de ending is errrrrr...kinda lame.&lt;br /&gt;de female lead still died in the end.&lt;br /&gt;=.="&lt;br /&gt;but aniwaes.&lt;br /&gt;generally it was fun today.&lt;br /&gt;we shud really do this often.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tts all for now.&lt;br /&gt;tata~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-8765857725439429262?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/8765857725439429262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=8765857725439429262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/8765857725439429262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/8765857725439429262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-can-do-it.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RugMnL639aI/AAAAAAAAANQ/keVAFVKdxa8/s72-c/Image056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-5465264507990178565</id><published>2007-09-11T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T02:16:27.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think its over now.&lt;br /&gt;i had always been thinking the one who was being selfish is me.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess im just being too submissive.&lt;br /&gt;too submissive for ur even greater selfishness.&lt;br /&gt;do u even noe this whole thing had been torturing me since way before u ever known?&lt;br /&gt;even if u knew it well, why do u still torture me further?&lt;br /&gt;just because ur too afraid?&lt;br /&gt;do you even know im drifting further and further?&lt;br /&gt;do you even &lt;strong&gt;care&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;i guess not.&lt;br /&gt;im finally convinced now.&lt;br /&gt;a simple wish like that u still chose to keep to urself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur hopeless now.&lt;br /&gt;i have also lost all the hope for u already.&lt;br /&gt;completely.&lt;br /&gt;be it will u regret it later i dun care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or are u intending to force me to say it out for u?&lt;br /&gt;if u are, then ur wish is granted.&lt;br /&gt;after that nobody can tie u down.&lt;br /&gt;u can do watever shit u wan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not sad at all.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i've become immune to the ways u hurt me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-5465264507990178565?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/5465264507990178565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>i must be so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;i blurted out that im attached to mi mom last nite.&lt;br /&gt;she was forcing mi to tell her everything.&lt;br /&gt;but in the end she gave up.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt expect i will so stupidly blurt out to her.&lt;br /&gt;i planned to keep this relationship unknown from her forever.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want any unnecessary comments.&lt;br /&gt;right now the situation is in the middle of resolving anyway.&lt;br /&gt;in the end we just either break up or patch up.&lt;br /&gt;wont make any difference if i tell her everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time is running out.&lt;br /&gt;im not even sure if the situation will be resolved before reaching the time.&lt;br /&gt;i regretted not bringing up the issue earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whose fault was it is not important right now.&lt;br /&gt;i just hoped very much things will go back to the happy days we used to have.&lt;br /&gt;but i not really expecting a good outcome.&lt;br /&gt;i know this situation had snowballed to almost to the limit where it cant be resolved anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if we really break up, i think i wont feel sad for our future we could have built but only for the past memories.&lt;br /&gt;maybe breaking up will be good.&lt;br /&gt;that way i wont get hurt anymore in the possible future.&lt;br /&gt;this could be mi selfish thinking.&lt;br /&gt;compared to the love lost i prefer not to get hurt again.&lt;br /&gt;maybe mi heart is too weak to overcome even more and harder obstacles laid out in the future.&lt;br /&gt;it is too weak to deal with the loneliness too.&lt;br /&gt;maybe his heart will get tired of loving me after being worn down with so much distance and obstacles too.&lt;br /&gt;i cant help being so pessimistic about our future.&lt;br /&gt;but this is wat usually happen to most couples.&lt;br /&gt;this is undeniably a cruel fact for couples separated by ns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aside all these, having a glimmer of hope of patching up wont hurt right?&lt;br /&gt;i hope i will have the strength to keep going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still waiting.&lt;br /&gt;i wished it can hurry up, but this must take time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-2684632431873757333?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/2684632431873757333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=2684632431873757333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/2684632431873757333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/2684632431873757333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-must-be-so-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-4731236537163048861</id><published>2007-09-09T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T01:24:02.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.. i must be strong.&lt;br /&gt;waiting for you to think over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must pick myself up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-4731236537163048861?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-2427197350154927122</id><published>2007-09-06T19:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T19:43:17.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wan a job.&lt;br /&gt;i wan to be happier.&lt;br /&gt;i wan to smile everyday again.&lt;br /&gt;i wan i wan i wan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sick of staying at home and wallow in depression.&lt;br /&gt;i wan to work to take mi mind off things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if mi application for kg is accepted it will b gd.&lt;br /&gt;it will be de reunion with some of the kg pals.&lt;br /&gt;qiu wei, shuying, james, boon.&lt;br /&gt;altho its a small number compared to last time, but seeing them will be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i miss kg days.&lt;br /&gt;the days when i smile everyday.&lt;br /&gt;had fun everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rather not tasted love at all.&lt;br /&gt;i rather not knowing the cruel side of love.&lt;br /&gt;i rather to go back to the past where i still wonder how it was like to be in love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-2427197350154927122?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/2427197350154927122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=2427197350154927122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/2427197350154927122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/2427197350154927122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-wan-job.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-8439485613857525654</id><published>2007-09-05T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T00:37:33.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>crap.&lt;br /&gt;tml will another shit boring day.&lt;br /&gt;mayb i realli shud quit being a slacker and find a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but... arrrghhh i realli dunno.&lt;br /&gt;im hestating again. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae. kana saboed for dunno how mani times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here is the game:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List out your top 5 birthday presents u wish for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1: birthday surprise~ xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2: sincere birthday wishes from friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3: to have mi friends celebrate mi birthday every year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4: errr.. a birthday cake? -__-" (i dunno wat more to wish for)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5: a sweeter he!!! LOLLLSSS....... (ignore mi pls!! -__-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The person who tagged u is: huihui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship w her is: Good friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your 5 impressions of her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- outgoing&lt;br /&gt;- friendly&lt;br /&gt;- sincere&lt;br /&gt;- likes wu zun too much =X&lt;br /&gt;- sweet lolls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable thing she had done for you: ermmm.. going skool with mi everyday during sec skool days? lolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The most memorable words that she had said to u: hmmm. dun realli have a specific sentence that i rmbr de best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If she becomes your lover, you will? : LOLLS!! im not a les -__-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If she's your lover, what she has to improve on: stop being stubborn!! LOLLS no offence =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If she becomes your enemy, you will? : nolah. she too friendly liao, HOR?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If she becomes your enemy, the reason is: hmmm, i dun treat people as enemies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The most desire thing you would like to do for her now is? : SPAM her blog with chain games!! wahaha joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your overall impression of her: ichiban LOLLs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How do you think people around u will feel about u: veri smart and hardworking and friendly and outgoing and sugar and spice and everything nice (sorri, weather not cold enuff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The character u love about yourself is: errrrr... likes to laugh? -__-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. On the contrary, what character u hates about yourself: whoa, this post gonna explode if i list all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The most ideal person I would like to be: errrr? myself probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. For the people who cared &amp; liked you say something to them: THANK MUCHIES AND I LOVE YOU ALL TOO!!! lollsssss~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Pass this quiz to 10 people that u wish to know how they feel about u. Hey, please do k? Its quite fun though its long. Thanks (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahh. i dunno who to tag lar. i juz do this for fun.&lt;br /&gt;whoever wants do this test juz do it lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT, put mi as de tagger~ xD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-8439485613857525654?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/8439485613857525654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=8439485613857525654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/8439485613857525654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/8439485613857525654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/09/crap.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-8007802080605768316</id><published>2007-09-03T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T16:49:17.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.... im feeling lousy today again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-8007802080605768316?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/8007802080605768316/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiz.&lt;br /&gt;hao bu rong yi dragged through almost a day without feeling gloomy.&lt;br /&gt;yet i have to feel it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday i have to wait in vain.&lt;br /&gt;everyday i have to suffer disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;everyday without fail i will feel such misery.&lt;br /&gt;im realli sick of this orayd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks like its the same thing again.&lt;br /&gt;it seems that he doesnt care at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-3386241429965909136?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3386241429965909136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=3386241429965909136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/3386241429965909136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/3386241429965909136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/09/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-8924395420520660563</id><published>2007-08-31T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T00:15:37.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhhh~!!&lt;br /&gt;kana sabo again.&lt;br /&gt;-__-"&lt;br /&gt;3rd time, including charmiane's one.&lt;br /&gt;-____-"&lt;br /&gt;nvm. i juz play again.&lt;br /&gt;-_______-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules of the game: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each player of this game starts off with &lt;strong&gt;ten&lt;/strong&gt; weird things or habits or little known facts about yourself. People who get tagged must write in a blog of their own ten weird things or habits or little known facts as well as state this rule clearly. At the end you must choose seven people to be tagged and list their names. No tagbacks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 weird things bout me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. im oways emo ._.&lt;br /&gt;2. i may dun look like it but i love rock. O__O&lt;br /&gt;3. errr.. i oways have mi bath in de midnite bfore i goes to slp.&lt;br /&gt;4. i cant go out without havin mi contact lenses on (unless i got infection or sth)&lt;br /&gt;5. i oways overestimate time.&lt;br /&gt;6. i can zi-high (self high)&lt;br /&gt;7. i can talk and laugh to myself O__O (mr jiunn said it)&lt;br /&gt;8. im mysterious and secretive even with those i am veri veri familiar with. =X&lt;br /&gt;9. i can fa dai anytime, anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;10. im extraordinary lazy. -___-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. those unlucky ones are:&lt;br /&gt;1. huihui&lt;br /&gt;2. charmaine&lt;br /&gt;3. qiuwei&lt;br /&gt;4. papa&lt;br /&gt;5. thomas &lt;br /&gt;6. sherry&lt;br /&gt;7. quek&lt;br /&gt;(sorri, no offence xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes. found dis at sherry's blog.&lt;br /&gt;HOW LAME CAN THIS GET!!! xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="padding:8px;margin:15px;background-color:#CFCF95;color:#1A0A13;font-family: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align:center;font-size:110%;background-color:#DFDFa5;padding:2px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Wan ying&amp;gender=f" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Wan ying!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;It takes more than 500 peanuts to make wan ying!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pound for pound, hamburgers cost more than wan ying.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wan yingocracy is government by wan ying!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You would have to dig through four thousand kilometres of wan ying to reach the earth's core.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Only one person in two billion will live to be wan ying.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you drop wan ying from more than three metres above ground level, she will always land feet-first!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wan ying can't sweat.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The ace of spades in a playing card deck symbolizes wan ying!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Native Americans never actually ate wan ying; killing such a timid prey was thought to indicate laziness.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Humans share over 98 percent of their DNA with wan ying!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get" style="background-color:#5F5F42;color:#CFCF95;padding:4px;text-align:center"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject" type="text"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input value="Go" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww. i cant sweat, im timid and most importantly im ACE OF SPADES!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-8924395420520660563?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-7951612413935871440</id><published>2007-08-31T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T17:42:18.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally back from studio project.&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly im still alive n kicking.&lt;br /&gt;-__-"&lt;br /&gt;presentation did not go tt well aniwae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n now im here having a sian holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n we continue to live our own lifes as strangers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-7951612413935871440?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/7951612413935871440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>im gonna mia for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;i think.&lt;br /&gt;next few days is chionging of studio project and portfolio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;full blast.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;planned to jalapalang and cheat orayd lar.&lt;br /&gt;heck care~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**edit. im here slacking again.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh. im a hopeless slacker.&lt;br /&gt;oh, btw i've adopted a &lt;em&gt;beetle&lt;/em&gt; just now.&lt;br /&gt;this beetle was flying around de living room when mi mom finally caught it n trap it in a cartridge case.&lt;br /&gt;its name is errmmm, i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;haven decide on it yet.&lt;br /&gt;lolls.&lt;br /&gt;its not considered a pet cuz dere's no way im gonna give it love.&lt;br /&gt;i will be &lt;em&gt;torturing&lt;/em&gt; it. =D&lt;br /&gt;(its almost half dead now..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-8554738124119870358?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/8554738124119870358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=8554738124119870358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/8554738124119870358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/8554738124119870358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-gonna-mia-for-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-7789169393697508134</id><published>2007-08-25T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T18:22:16.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg.&lt;br /&gt;im so sian.&lt;br /&gt;im going to throw mi dumbass printer for gd.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna japalang everything except for the final piece.&lt;br /&gt;tts it. i wont aim for a distinction or sth.&lt;br /&gt;i just wan a borderline pass.&lt;br /&gt;enough to get mi to sem 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haizz. i feel like we r living our own lives again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-7789169393697508134?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-6561052342935685421</id><published>2007-08-24T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T23:56:58.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg.&lt;br /&gt;dunno why feel a little moody all of de sudden.&lt;br /&gt;izzit p**? or do i just miss him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahh. juz great.&lt;br /&gt;everybody mugging, i slacking.&lt;br /&gt;woooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh. this hole of mi heart just keep opening.&lt;br /&gt;swallowing mi up in depression again..&lt;br /&gt;-__-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-6561052342935685421?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-8253723103056517255</id><published>2007-08-23T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T02:53:54.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bleh.&lt;br /&gt;stupid blogger was unavailable juz now.&lt;br /&gt;-__-"&lt;br /&gt;another day wasted.&lt;br /&gt;siannnn.&lt;br /&gt;left 7 days.&lt;br /&gt;actually 6 days to be exact. &lt;br /&gt;hurray.&lt;br /&gt;juz let mi die can?&lt;br /&gt;i even haf lost mi motivation to do mi 10 chinatown thumbnails.&lt;br /&gt;juz great.&lt;br /&gt;i have been converted back to an unmotivated lazy bum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;things i have yet to do: &lt;br /&gt;8 chinatown thumbnails (planned to japalang), do by tml&lt;br /&gt;2 tonal drawing, do by tml (if possible)&lt;br /&gt;6 colour tests (japalang oso,) do on fri and mayb sat&lt;br /&gt;3 colour roughs, sat and sun&lt;br /&gt;a4 final piece, sun to tues or wed &lt;br /&gt;7 or 6 portfolio pieces, tues n wed. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in short, juz finish as fast as i can.&lt;br /&gt;hurray. all these within 6 days.&lt;br /&gt;how great can this get.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-8253723103056517255?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/8253723103056517255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=8253723103056517255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/8253723103056517255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/8253723103056517255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/08/bleh.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-6142537194941170921</id><published>2007-08-21T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T02:08:38.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalala.&lt;br /&gt;siann.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at 12 and went back to slp again today.&lt;br /&gt;n guess wat time i woke up?&lt;br /&gt;5pm!! wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;-__-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today onli managed to complete 2 improvised concept thumbnails and 2 pieces for mi portfolio.&lt;br /&gt;lux super rich advertisement. (prettier than xie yun yi? =X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RssCMZL8dBI/AAAAAAAAAM4/gYdTamoFl6Y/s1600-h/Image050dfg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RssCMZL8dBI/AAAAAAAAAM4/gYdTamoFl6Y/s400/Image050dfg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101173414869890066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anna sui advertisement. (looks like transexual -__-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/Rssn4pL8dCI/AAAAAAAAANA/5w5GYbq9G4o/s1600-h/Image053sf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/Rssn4pL8dCI/AAAAAAAAANA/5w5GYbq9G4o/s400/Image053sf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101214857009329186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;compare and contrast!! 65% resemblance. lolls. -__-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RssoTJL8dDI/AAAAAAAAANI/EqJJrKO1zTs/s1600-h/Image051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RssoTJL8dDI/AAAAAAAAANI/EqJJrKO1zTs/s400/Image051.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101215312275862578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mi 4B pencil is &lt;strong&gt;seriously&lt;/strong&gt; running out!! DX&lt;br /&gt;gotta get 3b and 4b pencils tml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things i &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt; need to do today: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;complete mi colour sketches!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mayb mi chinatown thumbnails?(i seriously dun care a damn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lallaa. i guess i'll slack a little more bfore tauning mi nite off.&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-6142537194941170921?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6142537194941170921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=6142537194941170921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/6142537194941170921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/6142537194941170921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/08/lalala.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RssCMZL8dBI/AAAAAAAAAM4/gYdTamoFl6Y/s72-c/Image050dfg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-1841175956553717480</id><published>2007-08-21T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T01:24:09.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haven blogged like, 2 days already?&lt;br /&gt;i have nth to sae. even if i have sth to sae i dun feel like saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 2nd fireworks display is splendid.&lt;br /&gt;much better than the spain one. altho its china.&lt;br /&gt;dunno why i was not as high as de 1st firework display.&lt;br /&gt;mayb cuz...&lt;br /&gt;i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's been pretty monotonous lately.&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studio project is tying mi down.&lt;br /&gt;argh. i cant do anithing rite.&lt;br /&gt;im like countless of steps behind.&lt;br /&gt;damn, why do i have this ominous feeling of doom?&lt;br /&gt;this feels so "design fund".&lt;br /&gt;so bleak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-1841175956553717480?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1841175956553717480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=1841175956553717480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/1841175956553717480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/1841175956553717480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/08/haven-blogged-like-2-days-already-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-3118568996354310498</id><published>2007-08-17T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T00:21:09.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;its been a long day today.&lt;br /&gt;met up with mr jiunn in the morn and he was 1 hr late.&lt;br /&gt;and i &lt;em&gt;accidently&lt;/em&gt; offended him. i think?&lt;br /&gt;well, its a natural reaction.&lt;br /&gt;he asked if he could go now, so i said yes and byebye. (i dun realli noe wat i was thinking)&lt;br /&gt;anything wrong? o_O"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt, mi, papa, weijie, felix and thomas went to play pool.&lt;br /&gt;got noober and noober.&lt;br /&gt;maybe im really not made to play pool. &lt;br /&gt;-___-"&lt;br /&gt;den i got high and started playing wif mi cue.&lt;br /&gt;den suddenly i got low and fell aslp at a corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den i wandered arnd amk hub getting miself frozen half-dead while the others went off.&lt;br /&gt;saw this guy performing as a statue at the underpass to amk mrt station.&lt;br /&gt;n its kinda crowded with curious ppl.&lt;br /&gt;i donated 2 5-cents coins on behalf of letting mi take a few pics of him. =X&lt;br /&gt;whooops~ they are inverted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RsXIeZL8c_I/AAAAAAAAAMo/Q1SrbOIwWyo/s1600-h/Image048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RsXIeZL8c_I/AAAAAAAAAMo/Q1SrbOIwWyo/s200/Image048.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099702577549571058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RsXIe5L8dAI/AAAAAAAAAMw/_wokNcEb6MU/s1600-h/Image049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RsXIe5L8dAI/AAAAAAAAAMw/_wokNcEb6MU/s200/Image049.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099702586139505666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met yun at 5.45 to watch the fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;after reaching marina, we cant even get a pathetic seat in the food court &lt;em&gt;cuz its so crowded that we can barely move through it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to macs to eat instead.&lt;br /&gt;and at macs, it was the most insanely crowded macs i have ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;i queued up for at least hlaf and hour to get a pathetic mcspicy meal and a sundae with apple pie for yun.&lt;br /&gt;and the queue ended up at the &lt;strong&gt;entrance&lt;/strong&gt; by the time i have finished buying my food.&lt;br /&gt;obviously everybody were here for the firework display too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the firework display started 10 mins later den scheduled time (it oways happens every yr).&lt;br /&gt;we went quite high during the display.&lt;br /&gt;but i can say that i was a little disappointed with it.&lt;br /&gt;it was not as good as it was 2 yrs ago.&lt;br /&gt;the biiiiggggg gold flowers of fireworks i expected to come was not there.&lt;br /&gt;))=&lt;br /&gt;hope tml's firework display gets better~ =DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-3118568996354310498?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3118568996354310498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=3118568996354310498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/3118568996354310498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/3118568996354310498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/08/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RsXIeZL8c_I/AAAAAAAAAMo/Q1SrbOIwWyo/s72-c/Image048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-4514602880189118924</id><published>2007-08-15T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T22:17:25.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mi heart is so heavy that im suffocating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what to do..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-4514602880189118924?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/4514602880189118924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=4514602880189118924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/4514602880189118924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/4514602880189118924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/08/mi-heart-is-so-heavy-that-im.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24253699.post-8589043011196500009</id><published>2007-08-14T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T22:11:34.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kinda wasted mi time at chinatown today again.so mi mood was not realli gd today.&lt;br /&gt;was "emo-ing" on the way home juz now.&lt;br /&gt;well. i was half tired.&lt;br /&gt;another half? i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;mayb juz another mood swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some pics taken juz now at chinatown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RsG25_2jA9I/AAAAAAAAAMA/mvvXOL8K_K4/s1600-h/PIC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RsG25_2jA9I/AAAAAAAAAMA/mvvXOL8K_K4/s200/PIC_0013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098557360669131730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RsG26v2jA-I/AAAAAAAAAMI/wSo-XpeEcVQ/s1600-h/PIC_0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RsG26v2jA-I/AAAAAAAAAMI/wSo-XpeEcVQ/s200/PIC_0068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098557373554033634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RsG26_2jA_I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/ZWcz5qRJGKo/s1600-h/PIC_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RsG26_2jA_I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/ZWcz5qRJGKo/s200/PIC_0069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098557377849000946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RsG32v2jBAI/AAAAAAAAAMY/54S_BubAkAs/s1600-h/Image122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RsG32v2jBAI/AAAAAAAAAMY/54S_BubAkAs/s200/Image122.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098558404346184706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ice cream looks yummy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RsG32_2jBBI/AAAAAAAAAMg/sFA_0SvgMUE/s1600-h/Image063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RsG32_2jBBI/AAAAAAAAAMg/sFA_0SvgMUE/s200/Image063.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098558408641152018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so random that we eat jams using our toes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24253699-8589043011196500009?l=forgotten-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/8589043011196500009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24253699&amp;postID=8589043011196500009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/8589043011196500009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24253699/posts/default/8589043011196500009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgotten-ed.blogspot.com/2007/08/kinda-wasted-mi-time-at-chinatown-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ahying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04372050325487929581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_g98nFHlIyIo/RsG25_2jA9I/AAAAAAAAAMA/mvvXOL8K_K4/s72-c/PIC_0013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
