<?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-1928559613803119242</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:20:37.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Guy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928559613803119242/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>IceMerlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00873437153204437760</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>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928559613803119242.post-1061420175965995855</id><published>2010-09-28T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T09:28:46.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>officially 6 weeks or 42 days to A levels</title><content type='html'>got back half of the papers for the 4 h2 subjects.&lt;br /&gt;some were disappointing, some were surprising, some were satisfying.&lt;br /&gt;i know i should have done much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, this prelims has been a pitstop for me,&lt;br /&gt;to realise my mistakes and to continue the race.&lt;br /&gt;there is no time to cry or feel sad about your grades,&lt;br /&gt;there is only time to move on and do much better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1928559613803119242-1061420175965995855?l=what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/1061420175965995855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/2010/09/officially-6-weeks-42-days-to-levels.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928559613803119242/posts/default/1061420175965995855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928559613803119242/posts/default/1061420175965995855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/2010/09/officially-6-weeks-42-days-to-levels.html' title='officially 6 weeks or 42 days to A levels'/><author><name>IceMerlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00873437153204437760</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-1928559613803119242.post-3195787549682407486</id><published>2010-09-17T08:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T08:38:32.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's the middle of prelims.&lt;br /&gt;i think i did pretty okay for the papers...&lt;br /&gt;not really expecting any grades from Econs or GP though.&lt;br /&gt;but seriously 5 weeks left after prelims.. &lt;br /&gt;how to get an A or at least a B for both the subjects?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope to achieve at least 3 As for this prelims.&lt;br /&gt;then at least i can focus more on the other two subjects.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. &lt;br /&gt;kinda screwed up physics already today.&lt;br /&gt;didn't know what was going through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;but partly my fault cos i didnt study physics at all ytd.&lt;br /&gt;focused solely on chem.&lt;br /&gt;hope i do well for chem!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1928559613803119242-3195787549682407486?l=what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/3195787549682407486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-middle-of-prelims.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928559613803119242/posts/default/3195787549682407486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928559613803119242/posts/default/3195787549682407486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-middle-of-prelims.html' title=''/><author><name>IceMerlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00873437153204437760</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-1928559613803119242.post-394419521846946194</id><published>2010-05-11T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T10:04:00.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been months since i last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;having read through all my previous posts,&lt;br /&gt;thoughts and emotions seems to be flooding me right now.&lt;br /&gt;from my previous posts,&lt;br /&gt;i have been telling myself to study hard and score well for promos.&lt;br /&gt;but i guessed i didnt.&lt;br /&gt;my main aim when i just started JC life was to get H3 subjects.&lt;br /&gt;not one H3 subject but TWO.&lt;br /&gt;yea it may sound ridiculous right now as only those super smarts are able to do so.&lt;br /&gt;alright maybe at least one H3 will do.&lt;br /&gt;but in the end,&lt;br /&gt;i got none.&lt;br /&gt;lucky for me,&lt;br /&gt;i didn't have to drop any subjects to H1.&lt;br /&gt;i think if i did,&lt;br /&gt;i will be super regretful right now.&lt;br /&gt;im not saying having H1 subjects are bad.&lt;br /&gt;but i think given my capabilities,&lt;br /&gt;i can take 4H2 subs no problem.&lt;br /&gt;that's why i feel that if i have to drop one to H1 i will be very very regretful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is my responsibility to get a scholarship next year.&lt;br /&gt;yes it's a responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;my parents already have a heavy burden on them.&lt;br /&gt;my father's heart is weak.&lt;br /&gt;if i have to add more stress to him,&lt;br /&gt;i will feel very bad because both my parents have always treated me the best among my other siblings.&lt;br /&gt;but perhaps it's because i respect both my parents the most.&lt;br /&gt;that's why i feel an obligation to help lighten their burden.&lt;br /&gt;and the only way is to get a scholarship,&lt;br /&gt;where tuition fees and even living expenses in uni are covered.&lt;br /&gt;my main priority in life is to earn lots of money to let my parents live the best they have ever lived in their entire life.&lt;br /&gt;i hope next year when i come back to visit my blog,&lt;br /&gt;i will smile and say,&lt;br /&gt;yes i have done it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5As is all i need.&lt;br /&gt;nothing is impossible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1928559613803119242-394419521846946194?l=what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/394419521846946194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-been-months-since-i-last-blogged.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928559613803119242/posts/default/394419521846946194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928559613803119242/posts/default/394419521846946194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-been-months-since-i-last-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>IceMerlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00873437153204437760</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-1928559613803119242.post-7320060298582638830</id><published>2010-01-22T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T05:42:59.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>long time since i last posted.&lt;br /&gt;MONGS are out watching "My Ex",&lt;br /&gt;a thai horror movie.&lt;br /&gt;some of the reasons why i dont feel like watching:&lt;br /&gt;1)Scared &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Should be starting to study late... later yi shen yi gui will not be good&lt;br /&gt;3)No money&lt;br /&gt;4)Feeling abit emo(been quite sometime since i felt this way)&lt;br /&gt;5)Tired&lt;br /&gt;yea that's about it bah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's always great when the weekend comes cos&lt;br /&gt;its very stress relieving when hanging out with MONGS&lt;br /&gt;there is just no restriction in whatever you want to say.&lt;br /&gt;our friendships have been strengthening everytime we meet.&lt;br /&gt;no words can describe how much i truly love MONGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i am going to talk about lots of stuff&lt;br /&gt;and i shall start with something ive always wanted to share as a Scorpio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adapted from: "http://www.syl.com/articles/traitsandfactsofthescorpiopersonality.html"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scorpio’s are often very powerful in the lives of the people they know and love. Their traits can be used in extremely positive manors or the exact opposite. Their strong emotionalism can often be responsible for acts that are only beneficial to themselves. In other words, at times the Scorpio personality may show severe signs of selfishness. The immense intensity that is shared by Scorpio’s can either be a good thing or a flaw, but can definitely prove to be an asset when times are hard.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's main focus will be about the bad characteristics of Scorpios.&lt;br /&gt;Scorpios may seem to be rather self-centered and selfish.&lt;br /&gt;most of the time when they are good at something,&lt;br /&gt;they will keep talking about how good they are and stuffs like that.&lt;br /&gt;it will seem like life revolves around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but wait,&lt;br /&gt;who would want a friend who only talks about how good he/she is?&lt;br /&gt;who would want a friend who only cares about himself/herself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a Scorpio,&lt;br /&gt;thinking and reflecting on my actions have definitely helped me to avoid such a situation.&lt;br /&gt;and of course every since i started studying on my own horoscope,&lt;br /&gt;ive finally realised why sometimes im so fucking selfish&lt;br /&gt;and just cant seem to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright that's about all for what i wanna say about Scorpios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for my life in school&lt;br /&gt;about the same as last year bah&lt;br /&gt;but seriously im starting to hate the people in my class&lt;br /&gt;what's with the non-stop talking in class during lessons?&lt;br /&gt;are there just no moral values in yourself?&lt;br /&gt;one basic thing : respect&lt;br /&gt;when someone is presenting/teaching&lt;br /&gt;isnt it a basic respect for the presenter/teacher&lt;br /&gt;to just listen to what he/she has to say?&lt;br /&gt;even if u hate the lesson or find it boring&lt;br /&gt;why not just sleep or rather just pon the class&lt;br /&gt;and let the people who wanna listen to be able to listen in peace.&lt;br /&gt;seriously im starting to be fucking pissed off already&lt;br /&gt;like for the econs project presentation&lt;br /&gt;when other groups are presenting &lt;br /&gt;people keep talking and talking&lt;br /&gt;hello?&lt;br /&gt;put yourself in their shoes&lt;br /&gt;if u are the one presenting&lt;br /&gt;and no one is listening&lt;br /&gt;don't u just feel frustrated?&lt;br /&gt;and fucked up?&lt;br /&gt;there are some point in time when i really feel like just shouting "DIAM LA KNN"&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;im not saying i dun talk during lessons.&lt;br /&gt;yes sometimes i do and the teacher may look at me&lt;br /&gt;and i will feel sorry for that.&lt;br /&gt;and i stop talking for the rest of the lesson or just whisper softly.&lt;br /&gt;but there are just people who fucking don't know what they should do&lt;br /&gt;just hope their brains will mature faster to prevent them from getting killed one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,&lt;br /&gt;finally let off all my frustrations in class.&lt;br /&gt;anyway ive been thinking about my problems in life.&lt;br /&gt;and whenever i think that my life truly sucks,&lt;br /&gt;i always think how there are even more people whose life sucks way badly than mine.&lt;br /&gt;for example the Haiti earthquake,&lt;br /&gt;killing 150000 people and still counting.&lt;br /&gt;imagine u are one of the survivors&lt;br /&gt;but your whole family died because of the earthquake.&lt;br /&gt;imagine how much grief and sadness u will feel.&lt;br /&gt;thinking of this,&lt;br /&gt;i will tell myself that my life doesnt really suck so much at all&lt;br /&gt;and i should instead appreciate how good my life is as compared to others.&lt;br /&gt;for those people who really seem not to have much problems in life,&lt;br /&gt;why not try being a listening ear to those who have?&lt;br /&gt;and not talk about how good your life is.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes whats needed is not really the solutions u have to their problems,&lt;br /&gt;but the time to listen to their problems and to let them know that they have a friend who is always around to help lighten your burden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;shouldn't even have thought about it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1928559613803119242-7320060298582638830?l=what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/7320060298582638830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/2010/01/long-time-since-i-last-posted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928559613803119242/posts/default/7320060298582638830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928559613803119242/posts/default/7320060298582638830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/2010/01/long-time-since-i-last-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>IceMerlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00873437153204437760</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-1928559613803119242.post-5085586219604017450</id><published>2009-11-18T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T10:10:20.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been a long time since i last posted.&lt;br /&gt;with promos and pw...&lt;br /&gt;its been a busy period for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some after promos thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;should have started revising earlier.&lt;br /&gt;but im quite satisfied with my results i guess.&lt;br /&gt;although i know i could have done much better,&lt;br /&gt;given more time and more concentration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some after pw thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;its been a tough year.&lt;br /&gt;with all the frustrations,&lt;br /&gt;all the late night sleeping,&lt;br /&gt;all the hatred...&lt;br /&gt;but i guess its finally over.&lt;br /&gt;if i am given a choice to go through the whole pw period again,&lt;br /&gt;i will definitely say no.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya,&lt;br /&gt;throughout this whole pw period,&lt;br /&gt;ive learnt that one of the best excuse to slack off,&lt;br /&gt;is to say "I dunno how to... blah blah blah"&lt;br /&gt;and just look at someone whom u think is able to do what you "dunno how" to do.&lt;br /&gt;and also,&lt;br /&gt;something ive learnt.&lt;br /&gt;there will always be someone who will tank the whole project.&lt;br /&gt;so just concentrate on ur studies,&lt;br /&gt;score lots of As for your June Common test and promos,&lt;br /&gt;and get an A for PW next year because of the fact that&lt;br /&gt;there will always be someone out there who will settle ur PW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must stress how happy i was,&lt;br /&gt;when OP finally ended.&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY,&lt;br /&gt;pw has ended.&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;i went home that day,&lt;br /&gt;with no one else at home.&lt;br /&gt;i screamed.&lt;br /&gt;i shouted.&lt;br /&gt;like a lunatic.&lt;br /&gt;to release all the emotions i had for PW.&lt;br /&gt;because i no longer needed them.&lt;br /&gt;it was the one of the happiest day of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONGS was the best option to relieve stress this whole year.&lt;br /&gt;all the crapping,&lt;br /&gt;all the nonsense..&lt;br /&gt;without it,&lt;br /&gt;i would have died emoing.&lt;br /&gt;thanks MONGS for celebrating 1 day younger lx's birthday and my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;it was the best birthday ive ever had.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;3 BJ! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright,&lt;br /&gt;back to today.&lt;br /&gt;Ashley's last words before he left MONGS conver.&lt;br /&gt;'When you blame everything else but yourself, you lose the ability to change. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is definitely the most meaningful thing ashley has ever said in his life.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;jkjk =x&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;that sentence is so true lah.&lt;br /&gt;its like in a PW group.&lt;br /&gt;tml's the day to submit... lets say EOM.&lt;br /&gt;u hand in last minute to ur PW leader.&lt;br /&gt;ur PW leader hands in late to ur PW teacher.&lt;br /&gt;u blame ur PW leader for handing it late to the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;den when ur PW leader says its ur fault cos u hand in late,&lt;br /&gt;u blame ur printer.&lt;br /&gt;print too slow or no ink.&lt;br /&gt;so u had to go to ur school's bookshop to print.&lt;br /&gt;or u blame ur computer/thumbdrive getting corrupted by virus.&lt;br /&gt;or u blame ur alarm clock for not waking u up in time to print in the morning...&lt;br /&gt;and the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;if a person always pushes blame to someone/something else,&lt;br /&gt;and fails to admit that he made the mistake himself,&lt;br /&gt;he is not going to end up with an ending that every fairytale has.&lt;br /&gt;a happily ever after ending.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;who cares about them in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright,&lt;br /&gt;its getting late already.&lt;br /&gt;shall get some sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1928559613803119242-5085586219604017450?l=what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/5085586219604017450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-been-long-time-since-i-last-posted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928559613803119242/posts/default/5085586219604017450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928559613803119242/posts/default/5085586219604017450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-been-long-time-since-i-last-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>IceMerlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00873437153204437760</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-1928559613803119242.post-3891881890340206413</id><published>2009-09-24T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T09:41:48.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;hates people who are so self centered and selfish.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what's the point of being that way?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;at the end,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you will only realise that you are living in this world all by yourself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1928559613803119242-3891881890340206413?l=what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/3891881890340206413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/09/hates-people-who-are-so-self-centered.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928559613803119242/posts/default/3891881890340206413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928559613803119242/posts/default/3891881890340206413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/09/hates-people-who-are-so-self-centered.html' title=''/><author><name>IceMerlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00873437153204437760</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-1928559613803119242.post-3514605987928862978</id><published>2009-09-18T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T09:49:11.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;when u want to criticise someone for doing something,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when you dislike someone for doing something,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;make sure you do not do it yourself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;life is full of contradictions.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1928559613803119242-3514605987928862978?l=what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/3514605987928862978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-u-want-to-criticise-someone-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928559613803119242/posts/default/3514605987928862978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928559613803119242/posts/default/3514605987928862978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-u-want-to-criticise-someone-for.html' title=''/><author><name>IceMerlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00873437153204437760</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-1928559613803119242.post-4159910337357130939</id><published>2009-09-09T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T19:14:22.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TODAY IS 09/09/09!&lt;br /&gt;AND ITS 09/09 CLASS OUTING!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;very special day for class 09/09 because its all 09s today.&lt;br /&gt;quite fun day today.&lt;br /&gt;although the barbeque-ing part was rather screwed...&lt;br /&gt;i guess the charcoal was the main problem..&lt;br /&gt;always had problems with the charcoal...&lt;br /&gt;last time ncc...&lt;br /&gt;then today also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm i guess everyone had fun! =)&lt;br /&gt;scholars are really fun people actually.&lt;br /&gt;our class scholars are outgoing and fun haha.&lt;br /&gt;yea they may be mugging all the time.&lt;br /&gt;but when its time to relax and have fun.&lt;br /&gt;they really do.&lt;br /&gt;im realy happy with our class today.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to everyone who came! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hmm...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;been thinking alot lately...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mostly is about my sch work and my family...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i've finally realised what im supposed to do...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and im going to work hard for it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im not going to return to the life i had last time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this time,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im going to be fully prepared for whatever lies ahead.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and no more last minute work.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im going to work hard so much more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;JUST LIKE ROCK LEE!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;actually had more things to say...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but brain jammed...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;shall say it the next time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1928559613803119242-4159910337357130939?l=what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/4159910337357130939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/09/today-is-090909-and-its-0909-class.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;em&gt;are people who can improve themselves,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and tends to succeed in the future.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;people who stubbornly thinks they are always correct,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;are people who will never improve,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and will fail in some parts of their life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im someone who reflects upon my own mistakes,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i will try to avoid them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;most of the time,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;these mistakes have got to do with the way i treat others.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;like what have i done wrong to them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can read people's feelings most of the time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;through their expressions,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;through their actions.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and im sensitive towards these feelings.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hate people who will never think that they are wrong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i also hate people who&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;never try putting themselves into other people's shoes,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and think about how they will feel.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nobody is perfect in this world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1928559613803119242-7903789614114422207?l=what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/7903789614114422207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/people-who-can-realise-their-mistakes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928559613803119242/posts/default/7903789614114422207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928559613803119242/posts/default/7903789614114422207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/people-who-can-realise-their-mistakes.html' title=''/><author><name>IceMerlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00873437153204437760</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-1928559613803119242.post-861590154604335839</id><published>2009-08-25T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T09:53:52.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;rather than being someone who waits for others to start,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why not be the person who starts?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of homework undone.&lt;br /&gt;changing my focus from homework to PW.&lt;br /&gt;wondering if im making the wrong decisions...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1928559613803119242-861590154604335839?l=what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/861590154604335839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/rather-than-being-someone-who-waits-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928559613803119242/posts/default/861590154604335839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928559613803119242/posts/default/861590154604335839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/rather-than-being-someone-who-waits-for.html' title=''/><author><name>IceMerlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00873437153204437760</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-1928559613803119242.post-2150396504343654006</id><published>2009-08-23T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T10:04:32.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i've learnt to know when to take things seriously&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and when to take things lightly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;things that are beyond control,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you take them lightly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;because they just can't be changed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so you just have to let things be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;things that are within control,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you take them seriously.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;because the final product,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;whether if its nice or not,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;is a matter of how much blood and sweat you put into.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;not everything in life you should put your whole heart and soul into it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;because if you ever do that,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;at the end of the day,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you may end up with too many broken pieces of heart and soul.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done nothing this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;wonder how can i survive school tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1928559613803119242-2150396504343654006?l=what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/2150396504343654006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/ive-learnt-to-know-when-to-take-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928559613803119242/posts/default/2150396504343654006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928559613803119242/posts/default/2150396504343654006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/ive-learnt-to-know-when-to-take-things.html' title=''/><author><name>IceMerlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00873437153204437760</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-1928559613803119242.post-849772621973835816</id><published>2009-08-21T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T03:58:30.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is this the moment where I look you in the eye?&lt;br /&gt;Forgive my broken promise that you'll never see me cry&lt;br /&gt;And everything, it will surely change&lt;br /&gt;Even if I tell you I won't go away today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you think that you're all alone&lt;br /&gt;When no one's there to hold your hand?&lt;br /&gt;When all you know seems so far away&lt;br /&gt;And everything is temporary, rest your head&lt;br /&gt;I'm permanent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know he's living in hell every single day&lt;br /&gt;And so I ask, oh God is there some way for me to take his place?&lt;br /&gt;And when they say it's all touch and go&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could make it go away but still you say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you think that you're all alone&lt;br /&gt;When no one's there to hold your hand?&lt;br /&gt;When all you know seems so far away&lt;br /&gt;And everything is temporary, rest your head&lt;br /&gt;I'm permanent, I'm permanent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this the moment where I look you in the eye?&lt;br /&gt;Forgive my promise that you'll never see me cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;touching song.&lt;br /&gt;its "Permanent" by David Cook.&lt;br /&gt;there's a story behind this song.&lt;br /&gt;songs sang from the bottom of the heart,&lt;br /&gt;are always the best songs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1928559613803119242-849772621973835816?l=what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/849772621973835816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/is-this-moment-where-i-look-you-in-eye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928559613803119242/posts/default/849772621973835816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928559613803119242/posts/default/849772621973835816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/is-this-moment-where-i-look-you-in-eye.html' title=''/><author><name>IceMerlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00873437153204437760</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-1928559613803119242.post-2634734621672177552</id><published>2009-08-15T08:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T09:06:05.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hate emo-ing.&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL FREAKING STOP EMO-ING.&lt;br /&gt;to do that,&lt;br /&gt;i shall watch more southpark videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;the most relevant and funny video is about wold of warcraft.&lt;br /&gt;here's the link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.southparkstudios.com/episodes/103797/"&gt;http://www.southparkstudios.com/episodes/103797/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another funny one is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.southparkstudios.com/episodes/166702/"&gt;http://www.southparkstudios.com/episodes/166702/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about breast cancer, in a funny way. (no offense to females =])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.southparkstudios.com/episodes/188237/"&gt;http://www.southparkstudios.com/episodes/188237/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea dats about the three funniest i have seen so far.&lt;br /&gt;can explore the website abit a see other episodes.&lt;br /&gt;caution though,&lt;br /&gt;some episodes are quite hardcore.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;i shall go and sleep le.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1928559613803119242-2634734621672177552?l=what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/2634734621672177552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/hate-emo-ing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928559613803119242/posts/default/2634734621672177552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928559613803119242/posts/default/2634734621672177552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/hate-emo-ing.html' title=''/><author><name>IceMerlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00873437153204437760</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-1928559613803119242.post-5781537359490681092</id><published>2009-08-10T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T06:26:14.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>keep thinking its Sunday today.&lt;br /&gt;i guess its because i wasted so many days sleeping and playing.&lt;br /&gt;told myself i have to study.&lt;br /&gt;but i just didn't.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN IT.&lt;br /&gt;still have loads to do.&lt;br /&gt;DAMNNNN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1928559613803119242-5781537359490681092?l=what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/5781537359490681092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/keep-thinking-its-sunday-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928559613803119242/posts/default/5781537359490681092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928559613803119242/posts/default/5781537359490681092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/keep-thinking-its-sunday-today.html' title=''/><author><name>IceMerlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00873437153204437760</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-1928559613803119242.post-6273083000661881615</id><published>2009-08-08T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T21:00:34.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Daily Overview: August 08, 2009&lt;br /&gt;SCORPIO&lt;br /&gt;October 23 - November 21&lt;br /&gt;Try to remember your dreams tonight -- they're either going to be great fun or important messages, and you could use the guidance. Your great emotional energy manifests strongly in your sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Taken from: &lt;a href="http://horoscopes.astrology.com/dailyscorpio.html"&gt;http://horoscopes.astrology.com/dailyscorpio.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my previous post,&lt;br /&gt;i've said i had dreams.&lt;br /&gt;of a person.&lt;br /&gt;this morning,&lt;br /&gt;when i woke up&lt;br /&gt;after having a dream,&lt;br /&gt;i realised,&lt;br /&gt;its once again the same person.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday night before i slept,&lt;br /&gt;i told myself.&lt;br /&gt;if i have the same dream again,&lt;br /&gt;its going to be so weird.&lt;br /&gt;and i dreamt of the person not once,&lt;br /&gt;but twice.&lt;br /&gt;and now,&lt;br /&gt;the horoscope says this.&lt;br /&gt;im not a really strong believer of horoscope.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i check the horoscope to see what it says&lt;br /&gt;because sometimes its rather accurate.&lt;br /&gt;and now.&lt;br /&gt;it says this.&lt;br /&gt;it just makes me wonder....&lt;br /&gt;what it really means.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1928559613803119242-6273083000661881615?l=what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/6273083000661881615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/daily-overview-august-08-2009-scorpio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928559613803119242/posts/default/6273083000661881615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928559613803119242/posts/default/6273083000661881615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/daily-overview-august-08-2009-scorpio.html' title=''/><author><name>IceMerlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00873437153204437760</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-1928559613803119242.post-7908275045439263109</id><published>2009-08-06T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T08:35:22.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>main highlight of the day: NAPFA 5 STATIONS&lt;br /&gt;first two stations was the best beginning.&lt;br /&gt;firstly i had shuttle run.&lt;br /&gt;9.6 seconds!&lt;br /&gt;confirm an A already.&lt;br /&gt;was rather happy as i thought im not going to be able to run fast.&lt;br /&gt;as i have a phobia of sprinting. (story is at the end of the post)&lt;br /&gt;next is sit-ups!&lt;br /&gt;to get A is &gt;42.&lt;br /&gt;09/09 so many 43s haha.&lt;br /&gt;i got 46.&lt;br /&gt;quite sucky i guess.&lt;br /&gt;sec 4 can do 55 one.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;two stations both 5 points.&lt;br /&gt;happppppppppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next is sit and reach.&lt;br /&gt;the teachers are damn strict.&lt;br /&gt;everyone of us sit down.&lt;br /&gt;already felt like we are stretched.&lt;br /&gt;den when we stretch forward,&lt;br /&gt;its like not really the real value.&lt;br /&gt;but no choice the teacher so strict.&lt;br /&gt;at the end got 43cm.&lt;br /&gt;its a C.&lt;br /&gt;okay not bad at least still can get gold.&lt;br /&gt;(at that point of thinking)&lt;br /&gt;next up is pull-ups!&lt;br /&gt;to get at least a C, i have to do 5.&lt;br /&gt;5...&lt;br /&gt;is a number i have never reached before.&lt;br /&gt;but i just have to do it.&lt;br /&gt;and so i did it.&lt;br /&gt;but the 5th one is not standard pull-up.&lt;br /&gt;anyway the teacher said okay.&lt;br /&gt;so okay.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;so now,&lt;br /&gt;2 stations A,&lt;br /&gt;2 stations C,&lt;br /&gt;and one station B,&lt;br /&gt;which is my 2.4km.&lt;br /&gt;11.08mins.&lt;br /&gt;not bad for me bah i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST STATION.&lt;br /&gt;THE MOST DREADED ONE.&lt;br /&gt;STANDING BROAD JUMP aka SBJ.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder does the SBJ mat have any problems with it.&lt;br /&gt;everytime i step on it,&lt;br /&gt;i immediately lose hope in trying to pass.&lt;br /&gt;at the end my best jump was 204cm.&lt;br /&gt;sucks.&lt;br /&gt;2 cm more to passing.&lt;br /&gt;but even if i passed.&lt;br /&gt;i only get a bronze for napfa.&lt;br /&gt;and that sucks.&lt;br /&gt;all my other stations was okay.&lt;br /&gt;but only with the stupid SBJ station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the napfa stations,&lt;br /&gt;i really wonder who came up with them.&lt;br /&gt;sit and reach...&lt;br /&gt;when you grow older,&lt;br /&gt;does it mean you are more flexible?&lt;br /&gt;able to stretch further?&lt;br /&gt;standing broad jump.&lt;br /&gt;as you grow older,&lt;br /&gt;you are able to jump further?&lt;br /&gt;okay comparing primary school to secondary school mayb yea.&lt;br /&gt;but secondary to jc.&lt;br /&gt;i mean its like not much difference.&lt;br /&gt;really wonder who came up with those two stations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today is my brother's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY BIG BROTHER!&lt;br /&gt;actually not really very big.&lt;br /&gt;only older than me by one year only.&lt;br /&gt;August is a month whereby there are 3 people in my family having their birthdays on.&lt;br /&gt;my bro, my father and my sister.&lt;br /&gt;awaiting to eat the next cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is TJC's national day celebration.&lt;br /&gt;hope its gonna be lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;okay need to sleep already.&lt;br /&gt;SLEEP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title=''/><author><name>IceMerlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00873437153204437760</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-1928559613803119242.post-978622759835839237</id><published>2009-08-05T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T08:16:40.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;had leo club activity today.&lt;br /&gt;im in the Free Tuition Scheme so im currently tutoring a primary 5 boy.&lt;br /&gt;his name is Brenden.&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda easy actually.&lt;br /&gt;tutoring him maths.&lt;br /&gt;the hard part was english &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;some of the words i've never even seen before in my whole 16++ near 17 life.&lt;br /&gt;and the answers at the back of his assessment book was torn and kept by his mother.&lt;br /&gt;no way to check the answers at all. =/&lt;br /&gt;he was kinda sociable i guess.&lt;br /&gt;halfway through he kinda got bored.&lt;br /&gt;and started asking me about computer games, animes.&lt;br /&gt;lucky i got some background,&lt;br /&gt;most of what i played he also got play haha.&lt;br /&gt;that's one benefit for playing computer games!&lt;br /&gt;its a common topic for people(or rather mostly boys) to talk about x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...&lt;br /&gt;he told me about one teacher he had.&lt;br /&gt;an art teacher.&lt;br /&gt;he said his classmate asked the teacher how to colour the drawing nicely.&lt;br /&gt;the teacher said: "Shut UP FATTY!"&lt;br /&gt;Singapore education?&lt;br /&gt;that's nice.&lt;br /&gt;after that&lt;br /&gt;Brenden suddenly realised he forgot to bring his Science assessment book.&lt;br /&gt;he suddenly panicked and pleaded me not to tell his mother.&lt;br /&gt;i was like... why would i do that?&lt;br /&gt;i don't really have any fixed target for his tuitions.&lt;br /&gt;like have to accomplish how many subjects or so.&lt;br /&gt;whatever he brings i will help him along.&lt;br /&gt;parents nowadays are getting stricter and stricter i guess.&lt;br /&gt;i think i should really appreciate how my parents allowed me to enjoy my life so far.&lt;br /&gt;they just tell me to do my best and give me some encouragements along the way.&lt;br /&gt;there's no stress at all.&lt;br /&gt;of course so long as i study and get average to good enough grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. kinda getting late already.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow there's napfa five stations.&lt;br /&gt;need to sleep early to have energy!&lt;br /&gt;SLEEPING TIME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1928559613803119242-978622759835839237?l=what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/978622759835839237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/hmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928559613803119242/posts/default/978622759835839237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928559613803119242/posts/default/978622759835839237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>IceMerlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00873437153204437760</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-1928559613803119242.post-2289146728649348998</id><published>2009-08-04T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T07:54:35.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2.4km today.&lt;br /&gt;so tiring wth.&lt;br /&gt;run first round legs already no strength already.&lt;br /&gt;don't know why suddenly like this.&lt;br /&gt;had to use my willpower to push myself to continue running.&lt;br /&gt;at the end,&lt;br /&gt;my timing was 11 min 8 sec.&lt;br /&gt;okay bah i think not bad.&lt;br /&gt;can't possibly get A as i didn't train.&lt;br /&gt;a B is enough =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;for the rest of the day,&lt;br /&gt;tutorials and lectures bah.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much for today.&lt;br /&gt;except the funny jokes made in class.&lt;br /&gt;For a class to be really bonded,&lt;br /&gt;there must be someone to help bond the class.&lt;br /&gt;it seems like im talking about a good leader/class rep right?&lt;br /&gt;well...&lt;br /&gt;actually im talking about someone whom we can joke about.&lt;br /&gt;that way it really bonds the class together.&lt;br /&gt;because everyone has a common topic to joke about =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in life,&lt;br /&gt;there will definitely be people whom u hate.&lt;br /&gt;everyone has their own opinions on different things.&lt;br /&gt;everyone has their own way of leading their lives.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;people get irritated at how other people lead their lives.&lt;br /&gt;an example would be&lt;br /&gt;Person A is asking Person B a question.&lt;br /&gt;But Person C,&lt;br /&gt;who is the extra one,&lt;br /&gt;comes in and reply to Person A.&lt;br /&gt;seems like Person C is a friendly person?&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;after tens and dozens of times,&lt;br /&gt;its irritating both to Person A and B.&lt;br /&gt;because they are just trying to have their own conversations,&lt;br /&gt;yet Person C interrupts their conversation time and again.&lt;br /&gt;another example would be&lt;br /&gt;during lectures,&lt;br /&gt;when you are trying to listen to the lecturer,&lt;br /&gt;the person beside you keeps laughing at the lecturer's actions or appearance.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;maybe the lecturer's actions is funny for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;but after awhile,&lt;br /&gt;just adapt to it.&lt;br /&gt;and concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;BUT the person beside you keeps LAUGHING.&lt;br /&gt;AND COMMENTING.&lt;br /&gt;WOW.&lt;br /&gt;HOW IRRITATING.&lt;br /&gt;This is being ridiculously childish.&lt;br /&gt;yet the person doesn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This results in the person being boycotted.&lt;br /&gt;some people,&lt;br /&gt;who have never experienced the pain,&lt;br /&gt;of being irritated once and again,&lt;br /&gt;will think its bad to boycott that person.&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;try experiencing it before thinking that way.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all i have to blog about today.&lt;br /&gt;MUGGING TIME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1928559613803119242-2289146728649348998?l=what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/2289146728649348998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928559613803119242/posts/default/2289146728649348998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928559613803119242/posts/default/2289146728649348998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-a-life-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/2.html' title=''/><author><name>IceMerlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00873437153204437760</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-1928559613803119242.post-418493808955300492</id><published>2009-08-02T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T08:47:24.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First post of my blog!</title><content type='html'>Nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;decided to create a public blog.&lt;br /&gt;cause my other blog is locked.&lt;br /&gt;private blog =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually had alot to say.&lt;br /&gt;but really no time already.&lt;br /&gt;just post because today is a very important day.&lt;br /&gt;that im going to remember in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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