<?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-6903898071631234820</id><updated>2012-01-13T22:15:27.813+08:00</updated><category term='song dedication from me to you HAHA :)'/><category term='oh yes the title is from Bruno Mars&apos;s Count On Me'/><title type='text'>Look I am behind you</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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type='text'>moved</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;you'll find me at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ohsojieshi.wordpress.com/"&gt;ohsojieshi.wordpress.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;much more easier to handle than blogger i guess?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-4842413564566326949?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/4842413564566326949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2011/06/moved.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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back at reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-7916605265444335191?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/7916605265444335191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2011/06/look-at-skies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/7916605265444335191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/7916605265444335191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2011/06/look-at-skies.html' title='look at the skies'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-3310229883167768571</id><published>2011-06-05T01:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T01:04:17.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it saddens me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;to know that i can't bring you that much of joy other people can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-3310229883167768571?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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Never in my life have I failed so many subjects before, nor have I gotten so many Cs before. But it's expected, so I have no absolute reason to whine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I deserve it. Serve myself right. I'm now sitting on a fence I guess, as what Mdm Khoo told me. No doubt I'm a disappointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's not my style to post an entry about my results and feeling all sorry for myself 'cause I've always believed that &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;doing something&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; instead of &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;whining&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; would greatly help the situation. So yep, I'm not complaining. I just felt like.. Typing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It has been so long since I last typed my thoughts out. I reread all my past entries and I was wow-ed by my vocabulary usage. I mean, what in the world does 'repugnant' mean?! I used those words?!?!? And I was indeed impressed with myself for typing out those ridiculously witty entries. I can't help but to brag, I'm sorry about it. Plus those who know me must have understood the fact that I'm egoistic :) Too bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I think I should follow more people on tumblr. I have too little stuffs to reblog and I am sad. So sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mother Tongue Intensive is going to start tomorrow and I am thrilled! Nothing beats Chinese lessons with Mr Toh :-D I wouldn't mind doing practice papers all day long since it'd help my handwriting to look significantly.. Neater (I guess?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't feel like typing anymore okie so bye! 8-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-6861058126733018544?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/6861058126733018544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2011/05/pinky-promise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/6861058126733018544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/6861058126733018544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2011/05/pinky-promise.html' title='pinky promise'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-4018217627602823605</id><published>2011-05-11T00:42:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T02:23:55.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meet my bestial friend forever.............</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2t2mNhexZjA/Tclq35UwMHI/AAAAAAAABII/aeunpJJHzlY/s640/esther.jpg" width="640" /&gt;he &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NPEzMFtHzoA/TclsA7nD_fI/AAAAAAAABIM/Btv4x01kNv0/s640/esthersim.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6PeFAn5jpUk/Tclu_0BnJhI/AAAAAAAABIQ/j6PFQv3keAI/s640/ewwww.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hIfxIM6FDRc/Tclv8qUtTCI/AAAAAAAABIU/rU5fDaqfSRI/s640/actcute.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pLi7pGdI6vY/Tcl6Kdlk2uI/AAAAAAAABIY/3QbvbtA9w8M/s640/emotions.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;the scary looking sim hui qin esther :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(hi pls visit her ..... ewww....... blog @ &lt;a href="http://millionhappenings.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://millionhappenings.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;videocamming at near 1am is fun. and is especially thrilling to see a ghost right in front of the screen.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-4018217627602823605?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/4018217627602823605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/4018217627602823605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/4018217627602823605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title='meet my bestial friend forever.............'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2t2mNhexZjA/Tclq35UwMHI/AAAAAAAABII/aeunpJJHzlY/s72-c/esther.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-7140222985460975776</id><published>2011-05-01T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T23:48:19.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A must remember</title><content type='html'>"Happiness depends upon ourselves"&lt;br /&gt;- Aristotle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, moral of the quote is: happiness is up for you to grab. It's a feeling you can choose to feel, instead of feeling all sad or sorry for yourselves. Do not be affected by the things around you. Your feeling ought to be controlled by you, yourself; instead of other external factors around you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile, you look fanstastic with that smile of yours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-7140222985460975776?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/7140222985460975776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2011/05/must-remember.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/7140222985460975776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/7140222985460975776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2011/05/must-remember.html' title='A must remember'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-3294582495408696732</id><published>2011-01-28T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T20:16:45.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>人心丑陋</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;到近才了解到这道理。原来相信一个人是这么一件难的事。又怎么说，你又不知另一方在想什么，你也不能问他们啊。&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;这时候…… 心里觉得很不安。只想找个肩膀给我依赖。但那肩膀现在又离我好遥远哦。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;学校每一次的考试卷子中的理解问答/阅读理解，都会有些有趣以及鼓励你的故事。但又有何用呢。最总我还是在这荧幕前，唉声叹气，就只希望时间会回转，阻止自己做出一些愚蠢的举动。&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;好难向前看。就因你不知前面有何风景…… 而且，你会怕。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-3294582495408696732?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/3294582495408696732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/3294582495408696732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/3294582495408696732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post_28.html' title='人心丑陋'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-6829391393474405761</id><published>2011-01-25T18:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T20:08:53.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;本以为你是值得被信任的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;本以为你已了解我的脾气。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;本以为我能改变。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;本以为什么东西都是为我量身定做的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;有许多的＂以为＂，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;但最终还是因为我的自私与任性，这些＂以为＂才会存在。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-6829391393474405761?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/6829391393474405761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/6829391393474405761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/6829391393474405761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-1592150204805583338</id><published>2011-01-05T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T22:38:20.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've learned my lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;TO NOT ON THE COMPUTER WHEN YOU'RE GOING TO DO YOUR HOMEWORK. YOU'LL NEVER GET ANYTHING DONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-1592150204805583338?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/1592150204805583338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2011/01/ive-learned-my-lesson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/1592150204805583338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/1592150204805583338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2011/01/ive-learned-my-lesson.html' title='I&apos;ve learned my lesson'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-4162784002702565595</id><published>2011-01-03T20:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T20:37:39.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to school</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Spent my last day of the holidays.. Working. But not bad. Earned $40 :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Partnered with Zhi Yu (I think that's how her name goes) and she's younger than me. But she knows how to read maps, while I don't. And so I learned that following someone younger than you is perfectly alright when he/she knows better than you. There's no age difference in leadership. Yup! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway, am quite annoyed with my paranoid mum. I know I ought not complain about anyone on the net buttttttttt no where else for me to vent my annoyance. Okie hehe I won't emphasize on it ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Am looking forward to school!!!!! Am gonna study hard muahahahahaha. I know I often say this and not do it in the end but I'm determined this time round! DO. NOT. LOOK. DOWN. ON. ME. (even when you're taller, so no choice)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Okie enough words for this post hahahaha I just felt like posting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-4162784002702565595?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/4162784002702565595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2011/01/back-to-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/4162784002702565595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/4162784002702565595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2011/01/back-to-school.html' title='back to school'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-1332955520227028560</id><published>2010-12-29T20:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T20:04:50.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bye bye 2010!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;yeap yeap 2010 going to end in just a few days' time!!!!! :) i liked this year. it's quite okay la actually. just that the stress level went up hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;but still. this year was goooood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;and my new year resolutions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;1. to be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;2. to study hard and get good results&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;okie bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-1332955520227028560?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/1332955520227028560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/12/bye-bye-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/1332955520227028560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/1332955520227028560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/12/bye-bye-2010.html' title='bye bye 2010!!!!'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-8162859448300108207</id><published>2010-12-18T21:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T22:34:43.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>identity crisis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sometimes you just feel so insecure, and that you just want to break down to get over it. And inside your mind, words of comfort and encouragement are just spinning around, but you just don't want to accept them, and instead, stick to your own negative and pessimistic thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really really dislike mood swings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-8162859448300108207?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/8162859448300108207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/12/identity-crisis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/8162859448300108207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/8162859448300108207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/12/identity-crisis.html' title='identity crisis'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-7771620256703212852</id><published>2010-12-12T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T22:00:57.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>不知道如何是好</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;有很多话想说，但我却说不出口。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-7771620256703212852?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/7771620256703212852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/7771620256703212852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/7771620256703212852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title='不知道如何是好'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-2397901970898032079</id><published>2010-11-29T02:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T02:24:07.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just a dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;hello people, i'm back from China. and i survived it :) great trip really, learned some stuffs from it too. got me thinking at some point of time. philosophically, i meant. hard to expect from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;oh anyway the free air-conditioner (which can't be switched off) in China with the temperature of near 7 degree celcius every single day was... much much better than in Singapore where we're in this heater (which can't be switched off too).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;gained much from this trip. experienced through lots of stuffs in all kinds of ways. a fruitful one, i would say. just that the night briefings were kind of like a recorder. same content almost every night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;still have to thank God for granting all 24 students + 2 teachers this good trip, and keeping us safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;and so you see, i'm too lazy to blog. sayo nara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-2397901970898032079?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/2397901970898032079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/11/because-i-still-dont-think-im-worthed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/2397901970898032079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/2397901970898032079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/11/because-i-still-dont-think-im-worthed.html' title='just a dream'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-4903444163682994919</id><published>2010-11-08T08:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T08:41:33.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't possibly leave this blog lying here, dead</title><content type='html'>So I'm updating :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't know what to type about. Hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;James 1:12 Blessed is the man that endureth temptation: for when he is tried, he shall receive the crown of life, which the Lord hath promised to them that love him.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-4903444163682994919?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/4903444163682994919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/11/cant-possibly-leave-this-blog-lying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/4903444163682994919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/4903444163682994919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/11/cant-possibly-leave-this-blog-lying.html' title='Can&apos;t possibly leave this blog lying here, dead'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-999459901396996256</id><published>2010-10-16T19:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T21:46:04.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>矛盾</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;你知道矛盾這兩個字的來源嗎？&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;從前從前，有個人擺了個街邊攤。他賣的就是：槍矛 於 盾牌。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;據大家所知，槍矛是個武器；而盾牌也是個武器，但是以攻為主。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;這攤主每日都會喊：“來啊來啊！這矛是世界上最好的啊！沒有盾能頂得過這寶貝啊！” 和 “這盾也相當的了不起啊！世上的矛都頂得過！來買啊！”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;一天，一個路人便問他：“先生，您說這矛可打得過任何一個盾牌？”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;攤主便答：“正是啊，大爺！”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;路人再問道：“那這盾牌能頂得過任何一支矛？”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;攤主：“是啊，有甚麼問題嗎？”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;路人：“那請問，到底是你這支矛能打過這盾，還是這盾能頂過這矛啊？”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;這，就是「矛盾」這詞彙得來源。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Contradicting. And it's funny how one doesn't care with whatever he/she says (you may say that being straightforward is a good trait, but I say that it's just a nicer term for talking shit without it going through his/her brain - 說話不經過大腦) and expects others to tolerate/accept it; yet sub-consciously, he/she says that he/she is hurt by other people words and he/she demands that the person changes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;What is this? So you think the whole world circulates around you and all of us except you must change for your sake and preference? Please, stop being selfish. It just shows how childish you are.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And yes I admit that I'm being childish too, by addressing to this via blog posts. But yes I'm responsible for my words and I know I am. Besides, this post doesn't refer to anyone. If you think that it's you, it just means that perhaps you've done such a thing before or something like that, and your conscience is pricking you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I repeat, this post is not for anyone. Any assumptions, it's your problem.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-999459901396996256?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/999459901396996256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/999459901396996256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/999459901396996256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title='矛盾'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-5234668923113251082</id><published>2010-10-15T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T01:51:20.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's over baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's over, yes, but I swear that I had truly loved you. All the motivation you've given me; you got me to study hard and study hard; got me to lock myself inside the room to bury myself in books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I was having a love-hate relationship with you. The tingling feeling I feel inside you give me, while another feeling of dread.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I hope that this is the right choice for me, for you, for both of us. That we're now walking our own ways. And perhaps it'll be soon till the next time we meet again. And perhaps you'll get me to do the same thing and fall back in love with you all over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But baby, it's over now, and I'm glad I'm not in this abusive relationship anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Goodbye, my love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;GOODBYE EXAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hehehehehe what, I so innocent, you think I got boyfriend is it?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-5234668923113251082?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/5234668923113251082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-over-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/5234668923113251082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/5234668923113251082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-over-baby.html' title='it&apos;s over baby'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-5960758316274051466</id><published>2010-10-09T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T11:18:27.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiration?</title><content type='html'>You need some inspiration? Just breathe in, deep. And then you get your diaphragm flattened; rib cage moving upwards and outwards; internal intercostal muscles relaxed; external intercostal muscles relaxed; volume of thoracic cavity increased while decreasing the air pressure inside your lungs. Air then rush into your lungs as the atmospheric pressure is now higher than the pressure within your lungs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, is inhalation, aka, inspiration. &lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-5960758316274051466?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/5960758316274051466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/10/inspiration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/5960758316274051466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/5960758316274051466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/10/inspiration.html' title='Inspiration?'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-4565842344043837408</id><published>2010-09-04T12:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T12:01:19.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello holidays! oops i forgot, you don't even exist for me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It seems like just yesterday when I was still going around, trading a few of the June holiday assignments I completed for the other assignments.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And now it's the September holidays. And I don't have any holidays :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Science Centre Work Attachment, 6 to 10 September, 11am - 5pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Am sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-4565842344043837408?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/4565842344043837408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/09/hello-holidays-oops-i-forgot-you-dont.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/4565842344043837408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/4565842344043837408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/09/hello-holidays-oops-i-forgot-you-dont.html' title='hello holidays! oops i forgot, you don&apos;t even exist for me!'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-5104159598205840691</id><published>2010-08-29T19:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T19:39:15.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>87% narcissistic = Who are you kidding</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So yeah today I woke up late for church and I got called to go for Chinese service. I did, and I now conclude that Chinese = Chim-nese, or rather, a profound language.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And anyway, Huiting got me to do some personality quizzes just now and I'm 87% narcissistic. That test is a fake while the other personality test says that I'm a friendly person who smiles at everyone when I see them. So true :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now anyway this is just a really random post posted to show you guys that I'M NOT EMO-ING!!!!!! Wasssssup with all the cheer-ups and "go-take-the-lift-to-the-top-storey-to-get-high" (thanks ah, Ben)!?!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But thanks anyway!!!! So kind of you guys, aww. And no, I don't want to hear you sing ah, Xinting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;BYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(update: after reading my previous post, I conclude that........................................ yes I WAS emoing :( sad truth)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-5104159598205840691?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/5104159598205840691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/08/87-narcissistic-who-are-you-kidding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/5104159598205840691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/5104159598205840691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/08/87-narcissistic-who-are-you-kidding.html' title='87% narcissistic = Who are you kidding'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-4938006717832383927</id><published>2010-08-27T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T19:54:13.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how to comprehend my feelings</title><content type='html'>Still very vexed over something which I don't really know what exactly is that thing, too. I don't know how to explain the feeling.. It's as if I'm being suffocated and my head becomes heavy. It's kinda stupid coz I don't even know what am I worrying about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just pray to be happy and not to have worries :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder, if in actual fact, I'm alone by myself. But yeah, I know God is with me. But what about friends and stuffs.. Very negative about myself nowadays, such as feeling disgusted with myself and detesting myself for doing stupid stuffs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I really need to stop stuffing all the unhappy stuffs inside my head and start telling someone about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不喜欢一个人在家里。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-4938006717832383927?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/4938006717832383927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/08/how-to-comprehend-my-feelings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/4938006717832383927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/4938006717832383927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/08/how-to-comprehend-my-feelings.html' title='how to comprehend my feelings'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-6771677056775124900</id><published>2010-08-10T01:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T19:48:00.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>人因为傻，所以伟大</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;愚公移山、岳飞精忠报国 —— 这些只是一小部分的经典故事。但从他们，我们能拿到这论点： 人，之所以傻，才会让人觉得他们很伟大。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;但这道理并不代表全部傻的人都是什么伟大的人物。请不要到处称呼你认为是傻的人伟大。到时候是你傻 — 我是说，愚蠢的傻，不是伟大的傻。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;At times like this.. When I'm feeling down.. How can I not rant about how God is great 'cause I know that He is here for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is really a good break from everything - studies, social life, the world.. And quieten myself down to think about the attributes of God. Yes, the blessings He blesses us with. Last week was too much for me I guess. Explains the sudden breakdown but it's good.. It reminds me that God is always here with me no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yeah sometimes we may all doubt God as we're put in difficult situations but they are actually tests for us. But nevertheless, give thanks to Him no matter what. I am actually reassured to know that He is here to guide us through these trials, but yes.. Faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hebrews 11:6 "But without faith it is impossible to please him: for he that cometh to God must believe that he is, and that he is a rewarder of them that diligently seek him."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't exactly deserve all these horrible stuffs I'm experiencing.. But I don't deserve God's grace as well. Amazing grace, how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me. I once was lost, but now am found. Was blind but now I see. He sent His only begotten Son to die for you and me; for our sins (John 3:16&amp;nbsp;"For God so loved the  world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in  him should not perish, but have everlasting life.") What have we done to deserve such love? Just ask yourself, who else but Christ is willing to die a painful death for you and the sins you commit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But the irony is.. We still sin, knowing that someone had died for our sins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's hard, to be in this world but not to be of this world. People judge you, you know it. Then you'll be worldly, just to be part of your clique. But is it worth it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm a Christian, yes, but do I behave like one? People often think of Christians to be perfect in character.. Then they'll observe you and your character. So how am I suppose to show that I'm a Christian? Can people see that I'm a Christian through my actions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;My actions last week have already answered the question. I shouted at people. I insulted people. But what's the point? Yes.. I've been reflecting on that as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Relying on God may seems to be easy to say but when tests and trials come, I often take things to my own hands and forget about God. When will I really rely on God and pray to Him about the stuffs I'm going through; pray to Him for guidance, instead of taking things into my own hands..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I guess I must really learn to trust. Trust and obey, for there's no other way, to be happy in Jesus, but to trust and obey. He has a plan for us.. So yup, just have to follow it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;As I was saying, last week was too much for me in terms of studies and relationships with friends.. As I was doing some last minute mugging for my common tests and at the same time, trying to handle my horrible attitude towards everything. A feeling of dread overcame me again after I finally managed to get rid of it a few months ago. I guess it probably came back again as I didn't ask for God's guidance the last time I experienced it and just shrugged this feeling off after some time.. I didn't exactly solve the problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So yeah, I had to pray that I will be strong and that I will be happy.. So that I won't breakdown. But recently, I can't take it anymore. Not that God doesn't answer prayers, but that I don't even try to solve this problem by praying to God. I don't talk to Him about my problems.. When He is always here to listen to my fears and worries. Instead, I relied on my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It has been hard remaining cheerful and I often just stone there and ignore everyone recently. People then ask me what's wrong. And to be honest, I do not know. Perhaps of all the things I'm going through but I do not exactly know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Just have to pray about it too.. And have to trust that God will guide me along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And I thank God for the people who are seeing me through this hard time.. People He sent :) Kexin especially. Thank you for reminding me that God is there for me and I'm sorry that I vented my anger on you. I'm really thankful for you to be there for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Also, am thankful for Justin and Alissa. For coaching me in studies. I really needed that a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nevertheless, praise God and thank God for every single thing - whether they be difficult trials He placed me in, or the blessings He blessed me with. May all glory be to Him. Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-6771677056775124900?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/6771677056775124900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/6771677056775124900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/6771677056775124900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title='人因为傻，所以伟大'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-400174660062686564</id><published>2010-08-08T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T15:58:44.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how blessed we are</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;生在福中不知福 (Growing up in happiness, one often fails to appreciate what happiness really means) - I guess this applies very much to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't really understand the meaning of 'blessed' means, until this morning. I've always thought that well, we're just living an average life, pretty much mundane and the same as the others. But I've never thought that it's actually God working behind the scenes for every single thing we have, we're doing and we encounter. How good our God is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;During Teens' Worship, Uncle Wee Boon emphasized on the fact that there's no such thing as luck (as what I always tell people when they wish me luck for a particular competition/test), and it's God's blessing. You don't go for an examination, see that the questions are of the topics you've studied for and think that you're in luck. Because it's not luck. It's not by chance that you managed to studied the topic that was tested during the test - it's God blessing you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Then, during Sunday School, we went for a sharing of the mission @ Philippines. I'm glad that I went for it instead of slacking around. The kids at Philippines.. They're so poor, yet so rich. I finally get the meaning of it. I often think that it's just a phrase or so, when I encounter it in comprehension passages. But no, today I witnessed the true meaning behind "poor, yet so rich" - the kids are either orphans or being abused, yet they're blessed by the Lord that they're well taken care of now. And now they're so happy doing chores and having fellowship with each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;They're smiling in every single picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;No, they do not have the toys we play. Nor do they have laptops or phones. Not to even mention all those stuffs we always ask from our parents from. iPhones? PS3? Wii? No, they don't have them and yet they're so happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We humans are never satisfied, are we? The Lord has blessed us so much yet we ask for more and more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I feel like going for missions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-400174660062686564?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/400174660062686564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/08/how-blessed-we-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/400174660062686564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/400174660062686564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/08/how-blessed-we-are.html' title='how blessed we are'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-1936806725891886101</id><published>2010-08-06T23:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T23:39:19.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One fine day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;All the anger, stress, worries and disappointment which are being slowly stacked up in my heart are gonna explode out and someone unlucky will get it from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;2 people got part of the 'explosion' from me already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Super irritated with everything nowadays just coz of something. I'm sorry if I ever irritated you coz of my attitude or something. Just remember that I don't mean it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;最近心理很不平衡。事情原本很简单，我却把它弄得很复杂。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;好烦，好烦。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;这五天的假日，我会好好地反省。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;也会放松心情~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-1936806725891886101?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/1936806725891886101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-fine-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/1936806725891886101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/1936806725891886101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-fine-day.html' title='One fine day'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-1712555205666534128</id><published>2010-08-06T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T22:34:46.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 35 - 40!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 35 A letter to your crush&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 36 Some hobbies of yours&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 37 A song that you like to dance to&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 38 A photo of your parent(s)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 39 Zodiac sign and do you think it fits your personality&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 40 A letter to a deceased person you wish you could talk to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;HAHA I DON'T KNOW HOW TO DO ALL SO I'M JUST GONNA DO ONE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 39 Zodiac sign and do you think it fits your personality&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;My zodiac sign is Scorpio and sure am I jealous easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But I don't believe in star signs and stuffs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The end!!!!!!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-1712555205666534128?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/1712555205666534128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-35-40.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/1712555205666534128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/1712555205666534128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-35-40.html' title='Day 35 - 40!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-7786926694198090155</id><published>2010-08-03T00:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T00:06:10.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you know what</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;No internet till common tests are over. Damn it I just realised I've been slacking/flunking a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Ya. I just realised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;MIA - shall be a nerd lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;(ok fine i'm a nerd already shut up) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-7786926694198090155?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/7786926694198090155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/08/you-know-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/7786926694198090155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/7786926694198090155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/08/you-know-what.html' title='you know what'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-4257946476316662974</id><published>2010-08-01T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T00:23:37.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPIE BIRTHDAY TO RASYIQAH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;soli i'm broke recently so i can't buy you a kitten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(duh, even if i'm not broke, i can't buy you a kitten)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;and i'm clueless about the whereabouts of jellyfishes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(duh, even if i know, i wouldn't want to be stung to death before even being able to pass the jellyfish to you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;BUT I LOVE YOU AND THAT'S ENOUGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Right? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPIE BIRTHDAY, RASYIQAH ELYANNA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-4257946476316662974?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/4257946476316662974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/08/happie-birthday-to-rasyiqah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/4257946476316662974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/4257946476316662974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/08/happie-birthday-to-rasyiqah.html' title='HAPPIE BIRTHDAY TO RASYIQAH'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-1186469546755558643</id><published>2010-07-31T23:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T23:30:52.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What you get when I'm bored (and refuse to study for SS)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Shall do all these in one go: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 19 Whatever tickles your fancy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 20 Bad habit(s) you have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 21 Your favorite television program&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 22 A photo that makes you happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 23 Share one of your current favorite tunes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 24 Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 25 A letter to someone you judged by their first impression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 26 Favorite books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 27 Whatever tickles your fancy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 28 Favorite Places to shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 29 A picture of your favorite place in the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 30 A letter to the friendliest person you knew for only one day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 31 Whatever tickles your fancy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 32 A photo you took&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 33 What you’re craving right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 34 Your favorite quote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Whatever tickles your fancy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have no idea. But if you're referring to trait of a guy which tickle my fancy then it's gentlemanly-ness. Such as sending a girl home when it's late (even when you don't like her or anything) and stuffs like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;TOO. NICE. TO. BE. TRUE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bad habit(s) you have&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Digging nose...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Is something I can't tolerate, so I don't do that. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Recently keep blinking my eyes. Like a lot of times in a second. Think it's coz I've been wearing contact lens too often then my eyes are super dry so I keep blinking then now I'm too used to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I like to give a really irritating face. And brag, at the same time. Hahahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And I always gently sweep my shoulders when someone touches/taps it. I know it's rude and stuffs but I don't like it when people touch my shoulders. PLUS!! I do it when that person turns around and I don't make it so obvious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I procrastinate a lot. Like what I'm doing now, when I ought to be studying for my Social Studies test. (2 essays in 40 minutes, wassup)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I throw tantrums easily. At times. Especially during the PMS period. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your favorite television program&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't watch tv recently.. And I often forget the details of shows I watched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A photo that makes you happy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Uh. Hm. Brb, off to facebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;10 minutes later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ok I found it!!!!!! But it's a secret :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Share one of your current favorite tunes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"AND I'M SO SICK OF LOVE SONGS, SO TIRED OF TEAR~" &amp;gt;&amp;gt; What I've been spam singing in class recently. Hahahahahaha to the extent that people sings back, "And I'm so sick of Jieshi, singing this song" :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm waiting for my ayah's (Justin) challenge for me on facebook. He said that he's going to post a challenge on my facebook which goes like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"I challenge you to not drop any subjects, get ____ grade, go for church and sunday school..........."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A letter to someone you judged by their first impression&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't judge people by first impressions. Okay fine, someone who I judged by first impression suddenly just popped out inside my head. I'm sorry, Maureen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dear Maureen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;When I first saw you, I thought that you're a typical ah-lian and I was thinking, "Die." -- coz you had more than one piercing HAHAHA ok I know this is absurd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But then you're.. A total opposite. And I feel guilty about judging you like this. I AM SORRY :( :( :( :( I know I've never told you this before but yeah, just so you knowwwww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Love, Jieshi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite books&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;To many to name. Please refer to my facebook, info tab ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Whatever tickles your fancy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite Places to shop&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't do shopping often. Hahaha give me the $$$$$$$$$$$$ first, please, thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A picture of your favorite place in the world&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Haven't gone to that place yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A letter to the friendliest person you knew for only one day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I wanted to write a letter to myself but it says, for only a day. SO TOO BAD, I DON'T KNOW ANY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Whatever tickles your fancy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Shut up la I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A photo you took&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/TFRBFnldJGI/AAAAAAAABHY/Oqh4bSDLm-E/s320/balloons.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Randomly chose one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What you’re craving right now &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You talking about food? Spaghetti. HAHAHA KEXIN SAID THAT SHE'S BRINGING ME SPAGHETTI TOMORROW :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your favorite quote&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Don't count your days, make your days count"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-1186469546755558643?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/1186469546755558643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-you-get-when-im-bored-and-refuse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/1186469546755558643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/1186469546755558643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-you-get-when-im-bored-and-refuse.html' title='What you get when I&apos;m bored (and refuse to study for SS)'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/TFRBFnldJGI/AAAAAAAABHY/Oqh4bSDLm-E/s72-c/balloons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-1698151946748148391</id><published>2010-07-23T16:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T17:19:04.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;True leadership is not when one is good at bootlicking the superior (while the superior shouldn't give him/her the role coz he/she is flattered). Neither is it making rash decisions. And most importantly, is one being a person true to himself/herself, and the friends under him, instead of being a hypocrite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;True leadership is knowing how to lead correctly and that the whole group goes forward instead of backsliding or even, staying at the same spot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Leaders show good example to others. Instead of getting into trouble. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Leadership. Its root word is 'lead'. If you do not know how to lead, you don't have the rights to say that you're a leader. Get this right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Main point: I do not think that you deserve this leadership post. I know I don't have the rights to criticize you but that's just my thoughts. Furthermore, I've attended more leadership training camps than you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;'Leadership, nature or nurtured?' - you're neither.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-1698151946748148391?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/1698151946748148391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/07/true-leadership-is-not-when-one-is-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/1698151946748148391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/1698151946748148391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/07/true-leadership-is-not-when-one-is-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-2887890795393451365</id><published>2010-07-20T15:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T17:19:15.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;No, you don't need money to talk nor to put your words into action (well, for most cases). However, they're still worth different. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Talk is cheap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Everyone can say the same thing, but who will put them into actions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-2887890795393451365?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/2887890795393451365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/07/no-you-dont-need-money-to-talk-nor-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/2887890795393451365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/2887890795393451365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/07/no-you-dont-need-money-to-talk-nor-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-3334799756067561641</id><published>2010-07-18T19:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T19:43:54.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOAL FOR MY SCHOOL LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sleep before 9pm every single day coz that's how my life was before I stepped into secondary 3 life and I managed to achieve okay-okay results like that. So I'm gonna do it again!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Then I'll laugh at people who often complain that they don't get enough sleep LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-3334799756067561641?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/3334799756067561641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/07/goal-for-my-school-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/3334799756067561641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/3334799756067561641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/07/goal-for-my-school-life.html' title='GOAL FOR MY SCHOOL LIFE'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-7921597343853557800</id><published>2010-07-17T16:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T16:57:31.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 13, Day 14, Day 15, Day 16, Day 17, Day 18</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 13 Whatever tickles your fancy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pretty stuffs, inclusive of guys. Hahahaha who wouldn't fancy them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 14 A song from your childhood&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Studied in a Christian school (which is my current church) when I was young so I guess the song from my childhood is The Lily of The Valley coz they always play this song on the graduation day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MhXW5QD8N1g&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MhXW5QD8N1g&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 15 A letter to someone you wish you could meet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't wish to meet anybody. Perhaps my future husband. (brother's voice in background: "You can get married then say la!!" mum: "true true" &amp;lt;&amp;lt; yes, that's my lovely brother and mum)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 16 Provide pictures of 5 celebrity crushes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Huh :( I don't have any celebrity crushes. I am serious. Don't look at me like this ^o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 17 A photo that makes you sad &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sad to say, I haven't encounter any sad photo that makes sad me sad before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 18 Set or share a goal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;HMMMMMMMM &amp;lt;10 POINTS FOR O LVL HEHEHEHE coz my cousin said that he will get me anything if I can achieve that I know you jealous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-7921597343853557800?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/7921597343853557800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-13-day-14-day-15-day-16-day-17-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/7921597343853557800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/7921597343853557800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-13-day-14-day-15-day-16-day-17-day.html' title='Day 13, Day 14, Day 15, Day 16, Day 17, Day 18'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-1026211189118348141</id><published>2010-07-16T22:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T22:17:04.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Changed my spectacles. Not exactly used to it - perhaps because I've been wearing contact lenses or that I didn't thin my lenses this time round. But whatever the reason is, I feel smart upon wearing the glasses coz the lenses look quite very thick. Result of wearing glasses since the age of 9 and not due to watching too much tv nor too much gaming, but reading too much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't blame me for having a kiasu mother who brought me to the library every single week when I was young. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, she doesn't even want to support me financially whenever I say I wanna buy a book. What kind of mother is this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway am quite lazy to do the 30 days challenge right now so I'll do it tmr I promise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, good night. Sleep is essential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised that this is the &lt;I&gt;n&lt;/I&gt;th I'm saying that sleep is essential lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-1026211189118348141?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/1026211189118348141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/07/changed-my-spectacles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/1026211189118348141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/1026211189118348141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/07/changed-my-spectacles.html' title=''/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-3352845159187574319</id><published>2010-07-15T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T22:13:18.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So, I took out my homework and am now going to sleep without even touching them after placing them on the table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's not that I've forgotten about them all along. It's just that I just couldn't find the motivation for me to just open them up and complete them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I need to change in 15 days. Before common tests start and I die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But for now, sleep is essential. And revisions will come later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-3352845159187574319?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/3352845159187574319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-i-took-out-my-homework-and-am-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/3352845159187574319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/3352845159187574319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-i-took-out-my-homework-and-am-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-4013964791959280219</id><published>2010-07-11T23:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T23:28:50.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 8, 9, 10, 11, 12</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 8&amp;nbsp;Something that fascinates you and  why&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't think I get fascinated easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't know what fascinate me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 9 A letter to your reflection in the mirror&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dear reflection,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hehehe sorry I can't see you clearly actually coz my spectacles lens have scratches here and there and it's quite blur every single time so yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I hope you reply, "You" when I ask, "Mirror, mirror on the wall. Who's the fairest of them all?" okok? Do not betray yourself ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Love, me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 10 A letter to the person you hate most or caused you a lot of pain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Aiya I don't hate anyone. I dislike :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So yes, here goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dear someone who I dislike,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I dislike you coz you're always sucking up to teachers/seniors/juniors though most of them don't care and pretty much dislike you too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dislike that you think you know the rules while you don't. So, stop implicating weird stuffs onto us. And that you're always saying that you'll/you're do(ing) something just to impress people but you don't - even if you do, we won't follow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;There's a lot of stuffs I dislike about you but it's ok. I won't say them out :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Love, me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 11 Share your favourite recipe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I only know how to cook one good dish. Which is pretty much the 'instant' kind you can buy from the market but anywayzzz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;1) Cook the udon (instant one). Boil it with the msg and stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;2) Take out only the udon and place it on the plate. Stir it with oyster sauce and a bit of pepper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;There you go, dried udon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 12 We want to see your teeth today / Post a self-portrait&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I can't draw well and I don't want to show my teeth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;OK THE END!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-4013964791959280219?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/4013964791959280219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-8-9-10-11-12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/4013964791959280219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/4013964791959280219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-8-9-10-11-12.html' title='Day 8, 9, 10, 11, 12'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-2284350806496074238</id><published>2010-07-09T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T21:14:03.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You guys are super cute and sweet. Sorry if I ignored you guys in school or threw you guys attitudes (hahahaha sorry Huiting) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: I wasn't angry at anyone nor emo-ing!! Ok it may seem like it la, I'm sorry hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-2284350806496074238?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/2284350806496074238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-guys-are-super-cute-and-sweet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/2284350806496074238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/2284350806496074238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-guys-are-super-cute-and-sweet.html' title=''/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-4523767109197775589</id><published>2010-07-06T22:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T22:07:11.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAY 7: A letter to yourself a year ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dear me in year 2009,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I kinda admire you coz you are slimmer than the me now. And I admire you for your determination. You were so determined, you jumped from class position of 19 to 9 with 6 distinctions. You were so determined, you did things against others' wishes and got what you want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You're a lot more humorous and you had a higher sense of humour than the me now (who laughs at almost everything), what happened in between? Please reflect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But the thing I don't like about you is that you have a low level of patience. And not really that responsible. Ok, even if you are, it can't stay that way for long. Do not deny that, I know you well coz I'm you ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ok whatever. You're still me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Love, me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-4523767109197775589?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/4523767109197775589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-7-letter-to-yourself-year-ago.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/4523767109197775589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/4523767109197775589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-7-letter-to-yourself-year-ago.html' title='DAY 7: A letter to yourself a year ago'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-8245566505124504753</id><published>2010-07-05T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T21:44:20.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAY 6: List of what you ate today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mee Hoon Kway &amp;gt;&amp;gt; don't know what is this in English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;McFlurry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Long John Silver - Seafood combo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;THE END!! Ya I only ate these.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway, had fun filming for SS project and heading over to Esplanade to find Adrian, Aronn, Boxin and Ivan. Ok bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-8245566505124504753?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/8245566505124504753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-6-list-of-what-you-ate-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/8245566505124504753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/8245566505124504753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-6-list-of-what-you-ate-today.html' title='DAY 6: List of what you ate today'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-7310143577921349883</id><published>2010-07-04T21:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T21:32:14.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAY 5: Birthday wish list</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;DSLR!! Somehow I want one. A lot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;BICYCLE WITH A BASKET IN-FRONT. I really want one but my parents don't let coz they're afraid that I would get knocked down by car or something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Birthday cake. Since the one I got last year was 2 months overdue and the design: Barney. Thank you, Huiting and Xinting. I love you. HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Watch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Shoe bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A nice rubber iPhone cover - must be of a nice shade of blue!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a big fluffy squishy squeezable soft toy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Birthday cards with meaningful messages such as "Dear Jieshi, I love you. Happy birthday and will you marry me?" &amp;lt;&amp;lt; so sweet!! hahahahahaha just kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Birthday's on 27th October, anyway!! Haven't pass!! 3 more months &lt;b&gt;ONLY&lt;/b&gt; :) More than enough time to prepare any of the items.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-7310143577921349883?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/7310143577921349883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-5-birthday-wish-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/7310143577921349883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/7310143577921349883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-5-birthday-wish-list.html' title='DAY 5: Birthday wish list'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-1279068543410156517</id><published>2010-07-03T23:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T01:11:01.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAY 4: A photo of you taken over ten years ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="604" id="myphoto" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs147.snc3/17438_306290419507_760754507_3168529_8133687_n.jpg" width="309" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-1279068543410156517?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/1279068543410156517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-4-photo-of-you-taken-over-ten-years.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/1279068543410156517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/1279068543410156517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-4-photo-of-you-taken-over-ten-years.html' title='DAY 4: A photo of you taken over ten years ago'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-3250773923397862123</id><published>2010-07-02T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T18:36:17.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAY 3: Your favourite movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't know which movie is my favourite movie. I have quite a few, to be honest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But I guess the one which really taught me a lot about life is Kung Fu Panda - one where all the fancy quotes came from. To not give up; to not look bad nor to look forward but to focus on the present and treasure it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Facing the Giants was one which brought me to Christ thus it is pretty much meaningful to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;All movies are the same la, one which can make you laugh/cry is a good one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And of course a good movie will not make you cry because of the wrong reasons such as it's really sucky and you feel like dying. A good movie will not make you laugh either, because of its silly plot and predictable endings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-3250773923397862123?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/3250773923397862123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-3-your-favourite-movie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/3250773923397862123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/3250773923397862123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-3-your-favourite-movie.html' title='DAY 3: Your favourite movie'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-7766764421120800208</id><published>2010-07-01T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T20:40:11.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAY 2: Make a bulleted list of everything that happened in your day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Woke up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Went back to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Got pulled out of bed by my mum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Stoned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Went to get my uniform&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Shower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Woke my dad up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Out for breakfast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Chemistry SPA - test for anions and cations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Played with copper (ii) chloride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Laughed at something stupid Kexin told me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Falling asleep during English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Got called to answer question and I went, "huh." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Finally ate during recess after not eating during recess for continuous 3 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;E-Math pop quiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I knew how to do the questions even though I always doze off during E-Math&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm impressed with myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Biology on Ecology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We learned that ecologists are people who study ecology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Chinese test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Physics SPA - light reflection thingy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;cheated&lt;/s&gt; Faster way to finish the experiment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;YOG briefing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Went to get my lunch and took my own sweet time eating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Talked about gunbound with Shawn and Benjamin&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Played reversi with Daniel and Shawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kept losing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fed up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Went for band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Marching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Heart jumping out&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kept smiling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Speech day rehearsal @ Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Shirly very gossipy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Was selected to go for the Grand Finale thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sang my hearts out with Meng Tong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Received weird stares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Several glass broke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Back to Band room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Home with Yi Wei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Stoned when I reached home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mum scolded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Went to shower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now here typing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And waiting for my dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;THE END!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-7766764421120800208?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/7766764421120800208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-2-make-bulleted-list-of-everything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/7766764421120800208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/7766764421120800208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-2-make-bulleted-list-of-everything.html' title='DAY 2: Make a bulleted list of everything that happened in your day'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-2498172930507816372</id><published>2010-06-30T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T23:35:26.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAY 1: Introduce yourself/List your likes and dislikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Seriously super bored. And am a pro procrastinator. I finished my expository essay in... 4 hours. Should really practise procrastinating procrastination!! But anyway, so as to follow the 40 days thing (no, I won't stop after the 1st day &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hi my full name is Aw Jie Shi - self-explanatory to why people like to go "awwww" in-front of me. Or add a T behind my name. Birthday is on 27th October and was born in year 1995, in the morning, at about 8am. So considerate to let my mum sleep more before going into labour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;People call me Jieshi, Jacie (my family), Jessie (cousins love calling me this), Jaeshi, Jiesi, etcetc. AND OH YEAH, PEOPLE LIKE TO CALL ME SHIJIE INSTEAD OF JIESHI SINCE YOUNG!! Does Shi Jie really sound nicer than Jie Shi to you guys?!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Am. Not. Tall. Neither am I short. - puberty started too early!! can't blame me. blame my mum :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Am not fat either. My BMI is 20. Just right!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But anyway, I like to eat. And sleep. I'm not a pig. I like being happy and smiling and laughing and people who laugh at my jokes &lt;i&gt;coz I laugh at my own jokes most of the time since 2010 started&lt;/i&gt;. I like pretty stuffs. Not pretty girls coz I'm straight :) I find gentlemen amazing and often wonder if they're gay hahahahahaha just kidding.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I like to daydream. I've received complaints from teachers about me daydreaming in class before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dislike messy places even though I'm the cause of the mess at home most of the time. Really really dislike people patting my shoulders. And people who take my stuffs without permission. And people who show off (ok I admit I'm one of those at times but I always do it in a jokingly manner!!!!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This likes and dislikes list may go on and on but I'm too sleepy now so I can't think of anymore. Or that some of my likes and dislikes are highly confidential. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-2498172930507816372?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/2498172930507816372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-1-introduce-yourselflist-your-likes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/2498172930507816372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/2498172930507816372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-1-introduce-yourselflist-your-likes.html' title='DAY 1: Introduce yourself/List your likes and dislikes'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-5411051770340786309</id><published>2010-06-30T19:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T19:36:47.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't like to write letters.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;SOOOO, I'M DOING THIS INSTEAD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="text"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;DAY 1 Introduce yourself / List your likes and dislikes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;DAY 2 Make a bulleted list of everything that happened in your day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;DAY 3 Your favorite movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;DAY 4&amp;nbsp;A photo of you taken over ten years ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;DAY 5&amp;nbsp;Birthday wish list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;DAY 6 List of what you ate today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;DAY 7&amp;nbsp;A letter to yourself a year ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 8&amp;nbsp;Something that fascinates you and why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 9&amp;nbsp;A letter to your reflection in the mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 10&amp;nbsp;A letter to the person you hate most or caused you a lot of  pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 11 Share your favorite recipe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 12 We want to see your teeth today / Post a self-portrait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 13 Whatever tickles your fancy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 14&amp;nbsp;A song from your childhood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 15&amp;nbsp;A letter to someone you wish you could meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 16 Provide pictures of 5 celebrity crushes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 17&amp;nbsp;A photo that makes you sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 18 Set or share a goal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 19 Whatever tickles your fancy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 20&amp;nbsp;Bad habit(s) you have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 21 Your favorite television program&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 22&amp;nbsp;A photo that makes you happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 23 Share one of your current favorite tunes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 24&amp;nbsp;Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 25&amp;nbsp;A letter to someone you judged by their first impression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 26 Favorite books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 27&amp;nbsp;Whatever tickles your fancy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 28 Favorite Places to shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 29&amp;nbsp;A picture of your favorite place in the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 30&amp;nbsp;A letter to the friendliest person you knew for only one day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 31 Whatever tickles your fancy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 32&amp;nbsp;A photo you took&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 33 What you’re craving right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 34 Your favorite quote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 35&amp;nbsp;A letter to your crush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 36 Some hobbies of yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 37&amp;nbsp;A song that you like to dance to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 38&amp;nbsp;A photo of your parent(s)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 39 Zodiac sign and do you think it fits your personality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 40&amp;nbsp;A letter to a deceased person you wish you could talk to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I just realised that I'm really bored. Shall post ltr on, gonna finish my English Exposition (dislike x1000000) essay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-5411051770340786309?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/5411051770340786309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-dont-like-to-write-letters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/5411051770340786309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/5411051770340786309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-dont-like-to-write-letters.html' title='I don&apos;t like to write letters.'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-7387594375812489469</id><published>2010-06-29T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T23:43:14.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day One - A letter to your best friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;To be honest, I don't think I have only one best friend. And I don't know what is the exact definition of a &lt;b&gt;best&lt;/b&gt; friend. So this shall be dedicated to friends. Close or not, quarreled before or not, just those who know me, I know them - yup that's all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dear friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't know how you are and whether if you think that I'm your friend. Perhaps we don't talk to each other often and perhaps we are always on each other's mind. I do not know what's your perspective of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But firstly, I must thank God for you. Because each one of you makes me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Maybe you told me about my temper before.. Yup then you changed my attitude for the better. Maybe you pissed me off before, and so a part of me is holding a grudge towards you. And also maybe I feel thankful towards you because of something you did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I believe that God let me know each one of you out there for a reason, for a purpose. It's not just by 'fate' or something that we get to know each other from a simple "hello" :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Secondly, I wanna say sorry to you guys if I ever was rude to you and stuffs. You know I know that I was a straightforward person (and I still am a little too straightforward at times).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And to be honest, if I dare to be straightforward towards you, I treat you more than an acquaintance already soooooo.. Yup! Instead of being angry at me, feel honoured :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lastly, I've ran out of words coz I'm not mushy and this post seems a bit too serious but a song can be dedicated to you guys (hahaha rasyiqah intro-ed this song):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sZFB3aGCS00&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sZFB3aGCS00&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Count on Me - Bruno Mars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-7387594375812489469?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/7387594375812489469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-one-letter-to-your-best-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/7387594375812489469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/7387594375812489469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-one-letter-to-your-best-friend.html' title='Day One - A letter to your best friend'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-6373495086057477623</id><published>2010-06-28T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T16:41:44.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Johari Window</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ok, there's no exciting world cup matches today so I guess it's possible for me to continue with my update about OBS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anyway: Day 1 and Day 2 are @ the previous post. Scroll down.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Woke up after sleeping in a wet tent. Changed inside the tent with Joan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Joan: "Don't look at me ok? I shy~"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me: "I have got what you have -_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nas was the navigator and since I was kayaking with him, I was the navigator too! Haha but I did nothing navigating - I suck at maps and stuffs plus Nas didn't ask me to do anything lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Was super fun navigating!! We were always far in-front the rest so we were always resting. Till we got really bored and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nas: "Eh we peddle 10 seconds, stop for 10 seconds like this ok?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me: "Set ah. Steady."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;In the end, the people at the back kept stopping too since they saw us stop peddling coz we were waiting for them to catch up -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Had lots of breaks in between and no, I wasn't that inconsiderate to pee inside the sea. Hahaha I'm not saying that the rest are inconsiderate since you can't help it when nature calls :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;THEN IT BEGAN TO RAIN. HEAVILY. Super shiok!! Then rain stopped, had our lunch as Fong and Peow threw food &lt;s&gt;at&lt;/s&gt; to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Continued to kayak and then.. STORM!! Thank God we reached the shores already. Rushed into the shelters and played a few games with Joan and Brandon. Then changed into a new set of clothes. Then dinner :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Was actually the CX Leader for the next day but wasn't really willing to be thus......... ZHAO RONG TOOK OVER HEHEHEHEHE MY SAVIOUR, MY LOVEEEEEE. &amp;lt;&amp;lt; ok, over-exaggerated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Had a really good chat with Joan and Ryan hahahahaha. Thus group chat with Amin and Nas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nas: "Eh later her boyfriend beat you up ah."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me: "YA!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Amin: "HUH YOU'VE GOT BOYFRIEND?! Must be blind or deaf or crippled or dumb or.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nas: "Anime la anime!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;WALAO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Slept with Joan, Qistina and Najwa again. Hahaha woke Joan up in the middle of the night coz I was too cold then she thought that I woke her up coz of sanctuary duty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 4&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Breakfast here and there. Marshall's food kena maggots so I gave them some digestive cookies lol. So nice of me :)&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Peddled super slowly with Nas. Were practically slacking HAHAHA. And I was sleeping some more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Then he drank the isotonic drink and... KABOOMZ, NAS' FERRY. He: "THE ISOTONIC DRINK REALLY WORKS MAN!! NAS' FERRY!!!" and proceeded to peddle damn fast which resulted in me slacking again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Played with water here and there, kena head injuries (both Nas and I) thanks to other people's peddles and for my injuries: THANKS TO NAS' PEDDLE. He kept hitting my head by accident then he was like, "eh sorry sorry!! ok or not?" and me: "no. can't peddle anymore."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;FINALLY GOT BACK TO CAMP 1 - PULAU UBIN. Got bullied by Peow. He asked Nasruddin and I to arrange the peddles then the peddles kept dropping. And all Peow did?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;*Turn around, stare at us, laugh, turn back*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;He came to help us eventually and finished it. With a sentence, "Aiya that's why I'm an INSTRUCTOR what!!" and walked away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Some peddles dropped again after a while then Peow shouted to me, "EH! Go do your favourite job! *points to peddles*" so I went to arrange it and PIAM, dropped again and he was laughing hysterically -_- hahahahahaha walao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;SHOWERED AND THAT WAS THE BEST FEELING EVER FOR THE PAST 3 DAYS. FINALLY WE BATHED WITH WATER!! WATER!! AND NOT POWDER!!!!!!!!! Ok stop it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Talk here talk there, height elements (creepy) with Kai Jie calling me "EH THE YELLOW GIRL" then I got pissed off and shouted back, "JIESHI LA WHAT YELLOW GIRL YOU YELLOW GIRL AGAIN I'LL SLICE YOU"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Walked here walked there, prepare food for dinner, cooked for dinner, had dinner!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway, scooped some curry chicken rice for Brandon and his expression was O.O and he went, "YOU. ARE. A. TRUE. INDIAN." good or bad, you tell me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Did the positive, negative comment thingy and the negative comments I got: "eats too much" "too violent" &amp;gt;&amp;gt; SERIOUSLY?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;SLEEPZ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 5&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Wake up in the morning, feeling like P-Diddy. Got my glasses............................~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;Clean up!! Washed the tent packs with George. And he kept torturing the ants lor!! Drown them then pick them up then drown again then submerge it and the process goes on and on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Out of boredom or something, he started splashing me water. Then I splashed back. And he splashed back. And I splashed back. Then he POURS BACK. And I gave up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;George taught me how to save up $$$$$ anyway!!!!! Hahahahahaha so auntie omg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cleaned up everything then helped George to make chrysanthemum tea. With 1 litre of water and about 12 packets of chrysanthemum tea powder. HAHA. And helped stickman (Kun Hong) to make coffee too. Potential to be office lady - help ppl make drinks lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Took our certificates, photos, valuables and bought souvenirs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;THEN LEFT THE CAMPSITE :( :) I don't know whether to be happy or sad. But still must thank God for everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kurt ah Kurt! Bagus ah :) Kurt boleh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="210" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/TCi8iXwYE2I/AAAAAAAABHA/A-_KjCCjhKg/s320/CCF06252010_00000.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;KFC-ed and home with Joan. The end to OBS post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway since I sense that I will be bored on the internet while doing some projects..... THUS!! I'm gonna do &lt;b&gt;30 letters&lt;/b&gt;!! From tomorrow onwards or something like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can either send it to them (anonymously&amp;nbsp;or with your name)  or keep them to yourself.&amp;nbsp;On this day you write a letter to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 — Your Best Friend&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 — Your Crush&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 — Your parents&lt;br /&gt;Day 4 —Your sibling (or closest relative)&lt;br /&gt;Day&amp;nbsp;5 — Your dreams&lt;br /&gt;Day&amp;nbsp;6 — A stranger&lt;br /&gt;Day&amp;nbsp;7 — Your Ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush&lt;br /&gt;Day&amp;nbsp;8 — Your favorite internet friend&lt;br /&gt;Day&amp;nbsp;9 — Someone you wish you could meet&lt;br /&gt;Day&amp;nbsp;10 — Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to&lt;br /&gt;Day&amp;nbsp;11 — A Deceased person you wish you could talk to&lt;br /&gt;Day&amp;nbsp;12 — The person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain&lt;br /&gt;Day&amp;nbsp;13 — Someone you wish could forgive you&lt;br /&gt;Day&amp;nbsp;14 — Someone you’ve drifted away from&lt;br /&gt;Day&amp;nbsp;15 — The person you miss the most&lt;br /&gt;Day&amp;nbsp;16 — Someone that’s not in your state/country&lt;br /&gt;Day&amp;nbsp;17 — Someone from your childhood&lt;br /&gt;Day&amp;nbsp;18 — The person that you wish you could be&lt;br /&gt;Day&amp;nbsp;19 — Someone that pesters your mind—good or bad&lt;br /&gt;Day&amp;nbsp;20 — The one that broke your heart the hardest&lt;br /&gt;Day&amp;nbsp;21 — Someone you judged by their first impression&lt;br /&gt;Day&amp;nbsp;22 — Someone you want to give a second chance to&lt;br /&gt;Day&amp;nbsp;23 — The last person you kissed&lt;br /&gt;Day&amp;nbsp;24 — The person that gave you your favorite memory&lt;br /&gt;Day&amp;nbsp;25 — The person you know that is going through the worst of times&lt;br /&gt;Day&amp;nbsp;26 — The last person you made a pinky promise to&lt;br /&gt;Day&amp;nbsp;27 — The friendliest person you knew for only one day&lt;br /&gt;Day&amp;nbsp;28 — Someone that changed your life&lt;br /&gt;Day&amp;nbsp;29 — The person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid  to&lt;br /&gt;Day&amp;nbsp;30 — Your reflection in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems fun. Kthxbai. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-6373495086057477623?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/6373495086057477623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/06/johari-window.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/6373495086057477623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/6373495086057477623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/06/johari-window.html' title='The Johari Window'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/TCi8iXwYE2I/AAAAAAAABHA/A-_KjCCjhKg/s72-c/CCF06252010_00000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-9208995800736975524</id><published>2010-06-27T23:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T23:07:39.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Product, Process, People</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nope, still have got some holiday homework undone.. And yes, I'm still procrastinating :) Since I'd rather stone than to touch my homework, shall update about OBS. Here goes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day One&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Was the last to reach school, I guess. Traveled to OBS Reception Centre at Punggol. Was in group 21, Kurt :) After waiting for everyone to arrive, boarded the ferry and headed to Pulau Ubin where the nightmare for 2 days started for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ANYWAYZ, got into Camp 1 Group 2! :) In for kayaking and not trekking (thank God I wasn't in for sandflies)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It was initially pretty all right, I guess. With the bonding game (ok maybe it's not a bonding game. Maybe they just wanted to torture us and drag the time) - skipping rope game. Each group gets a long rope and we were supposed to skip &lt;b&gt;together&lt;/b&gt; for 5 times continuously to complete the 'challenge'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We were the first to complete! :) Hohohohoho proz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;After that we introduced ourselves and blahblahblah.. Then handed our belongings to our instructor, Gek Fong (shall just call her Fong). AND I WAS THE POOREST THERE LO. Rich people in my group!! Brandon and George brought about $150++ each!!!! CRAZY PEOPLE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ok never mind. We then went to our stores to put our stuffs, pitched tents, learned to kayak, cooked our own dinner, briefing, sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(I think this is getting too wordy so I'm putting in a picture of myself. LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/TCdXhOYFfbI/AAAAAAAABGo/umuNfWVmwdU/s320/1.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/TCdXz9W_FAI/AAAAAAAABGw/BlVspSzXy7g/s320/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway during kayaking, got to know Nas :) But I didn't know his name then he was like, "Call me handsome". HAHA what. Then he became my kayaking partner hahahahahaha boleh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Then during dinner, kept dozing off hohohohoho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nas: "eh Jacie (lol somehow he finds it hard to pronounce my name so I let him call what my mum calls me), tomorrow you do all the kayaking ok? It'll be my turn to sleep". Joker. He one-star kayak one sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/TCdiB4V_wkI/AAAAAAAABG4/mW1QPMVi6Pc/s320/3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Somehow was feeling like shit when I got in the tent for the night. Thoughts which ran through my mind were all like: "why did i come here? someone please remind me." and "can i sprain my ankle and go home?". Kept praying and praying that God will guide me and give me the courage to not feel the fear of tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And the continuous praying and thanking God actually brought me a lot closer to God. Which is kinda weird coz I didn't feel any closer to God during church camp, yet OBS brought me closer to Him. But still, hallelujah :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ok so slept with Fina, Cheryl and Judith at night. I slept like a dead log.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Woke up, still felt very !#$%^&amp;amp;*()_ and was still very tempted to sprain my ankle. Morning Physical Training (not exactly physical, thank God. And Amin, Brandon who led us in PT). Quite funny to see people voice out (haha nicer term for whining).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Brandon: "ok now we do push ups."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Some girl: "Can you please be more considerate? The floor is concrete you know! It will be very painful."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Brandon (only heard that considerate part): "Ya I've been thinking of that.. I think guys should face one side and girls should face the other side.. Ya.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Others: *giggling*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Girl: "NO. I mean, the floor is very rough. It'll be tough for us to do push ups."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Brandon: "Oh.. Oh.. Ok then.. Let's do sit-ups then.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;That girl's from NPCC some more. Weird, band people can do push ups on concrete floors yet NPCC people were actually whining? Ok but it benefited myself so I shall not rant. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Shared with each other about how do we feel and my one was: I feel like going home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Haha I'm honest to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Then pack our stuffs into one small bag (for 3 days!!), idk what else happened (i'm currently typing this while watching the germany vs england match and GO GERMANY!!! so i'm very distracted. ok back to topic)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kayaked to Punggol. Fell down. Cooked and ate dinner. Went to pee in the bushes (HAHA WHAT) and saw couple ahem mating ahem in a car then the guy came out after noticing Joan, Najwa and I staring at them. HAHAHA ok sorry we were sick in the brains. Ok fine, just me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Slept with Joan, Najwa and Qistina at night and did sanctuary duty. Then back to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I SHALL UPDATE ABOUT DAY 3 ONWARDS LTR ON OR TMR. GERMANY VS ENGLAND MATCH IS SIMPLY TOO GOOD.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-9208995800736975524?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/9208995800736975524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/06/product-process-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/9208995800736975524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/9208995800736975524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/06/product-process-people.html' title='Product, Process, People'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/TCdXhOYFfbI/AAAAAAAABGo/umuNfWVmwdU/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-5021629684357805026</id><published>2010-06-26T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T01:04:06.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's something about OBS that stays with you for life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm back from OBS! :) The whole camp was pretty much enjoyable though I must admit that I had the thought of purposely spraining my ankle just to go home for the first 2 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And yes, I did fall down on the second day. BUT that wasn't on purpose. And I didn't sprain my ankle, fortunately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Not only was the camp awesome, Kurt, you guys are awesome too! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sad thing was that I didn't slim down. I guess. I didn't bother weighing myself as it'd be too demoralising. Blame the junk food - oreos, crackers, digestive cookies!! And my kayaking partner, Nas, for allowing me to stuff lots of food into his first aid bag which floats in the sea which thus ensures the safety of the food if our kayak ever capsizes, and for passing me the food whenever we rest during kayaking (coz he'll get pestered if he doesn't).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Haha I'm good at pushing the blame to the others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Okay it's quite late now and I have to attend a wedding thingy later in the morning so yeah.. Shall update some other time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And thanks for the surprise, my stalker!! Hahahahahahaha no, I'm not going to update often since my life is mundane. So unless you want to read different entries with the same concept every single time you come, I won't update :) And you're so cold to me with your reply to my sms!! How to gossip with you like this?! Thank you for those detestable colours anyway. They brightened up my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ps: I've never heard of that song before, hahahahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pps: Me less than three you too!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-5021629684357805026?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/5021629684357805026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/06/theres-something-about-obs-that-stays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/5021629684357805026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/5021629684357805026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/06/theres-something-about-obs-that-stays.html' title='There&apos;s something about OBS that stays with you for life'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-1711658928753431759</id><published>2010-06-24T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T22:13:23.385+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song dedication from me to you HAHA :)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oh yes the title is from Bruno Mars&apos;s Count On Me'/><title type='text'>1, 2, 3!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;SURPRIZE!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(or not, since you asked for this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To be brutally honest, life has been &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; very&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; peaceful for me without you around. AHAHAHA not!!!! Ok maybe a bit lah. I bet you're having fun out there :( On a lighter note, I'm enjoying air-con and internet access here in Singapore. HEHE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So while I'm posting crap and your readers are reading this bullshitz, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLEASE. REMEMBER. TO. UPDATE. MORE. OFTEN. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This is your daily stalker typing this post for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(Like yo, how rare is this? Stalkers don't enter accounts. Those are called hackers. But whatever.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;DO NOT DISOBEY MY WORDS OK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAHA what a harsh post. BUT WHO CARES. Once Saturday arrives and you're back in Sg, tell me any stories about your trip ok!!!!!!! Confirm a lot of gossips. NYEHEHEHE. And fine, I admit I have no idea on what to post. At least I did, though. HEH. Nowwww do you love me more? :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I bet you do. HAHA. I shall claim your hugs and kisses when I see you. On... Monday. HEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me less than three you,&amp;nbsp;MWACKZX &amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;From:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;had&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;(&amp;amp; I bet this reminds you of my primary school posts which you loathe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-1711658928753431759?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/1711658928753431759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/06/1-2-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/1711658928753431759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/1711658928753431759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/06/1-2-3.html' title='1, 2, 3!'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-2894635741909049665</id><published>2010-06-19T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T21:24:11.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To build and to connect</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am back from church family camp!! :) Was good, though I kept falling asleep during the messages and group discussions. And going online through my phone. But still must thank God for these 4 days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gonna sleep early now since I'm going off for another camp on Monday. 5 days 4 nights for this one and it's outdoor camp.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Shall update when I'm free and when Alissa finish uploading church camp pictures on facebook :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-2894635741909049665?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/2894635741909049665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/06/to-build-and-to-connect.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/2894635741909049665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/2894635741909049665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/06/to-build-and-to-connect.html' title='To build and to connect'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-7120039180893980754</id><published>2010-06-16T02:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T02:40:26.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5pidokakU4I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5pidokakU4I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;AWESOME STUFF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-7120039180893980754?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/7120039180893980754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/06/awesome-stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/7120039180893980754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/7120039180893980754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/06/awesome-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-1472016490248166107</id><published>2010-06-13T15:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T15:29:09.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>irony</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm not looking forward to this day 'cause I know that it's the start of my busy schedule. Again. Just after a 2-day rest from Aesthetic Night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But I'm quite sure that I'm going to love these last two weeks of holidays with my 2 camps - 4 days 3 nights Church Camp and 5 days 4 nights OBS! :) So that pretty much will explain why I won't be going online so often for these two weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway I'm only left with A-Math and 10 questions of E-Math for homework. I'm impressed with myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-1472016490248166107?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/1472016490248166107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/06/irony.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/1472016490248166107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/1472016490248166107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/06/irony.html' title='irony'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-8222537475574795918</id><published>2010-06-13T01:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T13:50:30.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;我知道我不应该对任何人有偏见但是，我真的真的不大喜欢一个人。就是对她的一举一动有意见，她也看似是在拍马屁…… 我有些看不顺眼。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;我很明白我现在并不是在吃醋，我就不知道为何我会有着一种不服的感觉。就是不服她有老师当靠山、不服她没有本事却又有地位。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;不想想太多。我还是对四周的人，事，物，都不睬就好了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;人生啊，还是越简单越好。我的情绪啊，也还是越简单越好。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-8222537475574795918?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/8222537475574795918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/8222537475574795918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/8222537475574795918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-3295482109655630276</id><published>2010-06-12T02:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T02:15:29.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fly high to our hopes and dreams :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Today was a prankful day. I know there's no such word as prankful but yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pranked Yewkiat first:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yewkiat: "eh hello :)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me: "eh yewkiat! I'm so dead!! I left my clarinet at republic poly and I didn't realise till I'm near Causeway Point! I went back to RP but my clarinet isn't there anymore.. I called my friend then she said that she saw someone taking it but I'm not sure who the person is.. Die"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yewkiat: "did you pass it to one of the trumpet boys? Where did you leave it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me: "Outside the holding room.. And no I didn't pass it to anyone"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yewkiat: "Oh my goodness.. Die.. How?!?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me: "Just kidding :)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Then at McDonald's. Was bored and since Aronn wanted Huiting and I to text him when we reach home.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(phone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me: "Hello Aronn? You free?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Aronn: "Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me: "I'm lost!!!!! I'm at Admiralty and I don't know where I am exactly"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Aronn: "Why are you at Admiralty?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me: "Huiting and I went to eat then I walked Huiting home.. And now I'm lost coz I thought I could walk back to MRT myself :("&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Aronn: "Look around, where are you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me: "I don't know? Block 723?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Aronn: "Okok wait there. I go down find you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me: "Haha just kidding. Don't come down. I'm safely sitting down at McDonald's, eating :)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Then proceeded on to prank Ivan, Jio, Adrian, Simin, Benjamin and Joan. Hahahaha super fun I tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;OH ANYWAY THE PERFORMANCE WAS AWESOME. AWESOME. TERRIFIC. AWESOME.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-3295482109655630276?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/3295482109655630276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/06/fly-high-to-our-hopes-and-dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/3295482109655630276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/3295482109655630276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/06/fly-high-to-our-hopes-and-dreams.html' title='fly high to our hopes and dreams :)'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-13813353752300042</id><published>2010-06-09T04:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T04:07:33.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Masks. They're being put on to for one's disguise. To cover up one's flaws. Perhaps to just put on a fake front. Hypocritical one, happy one - you name it, you got it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hypocritical.. I guess most of us are like this. We dislike the person yet we must smile at them and act all close to them here and then. I still find such people.. Sophisticated, to place it in a nicer term.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Some people's personalities change every a few days without themselves noticing. And that is pretty much creepy. Like seeing someone who's always cheerful and jumpy suddenly became quiet and deep in thoughts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;While some personalities change every once in a while, others' settle for good. I don't like changes. Especially in terms of personalities. So how should I put it? Oh well let's just sing Hot 'n' Cold by Katy Perry - that probably explains it pretty well.. I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;To be honest, I have no idea what I'm babbling on in this post coz it's like 4am in the morning (yes, 4 in the Morning by Gwen Stefani may seem to be the perfect song for now) and I just got sick of being a drama mama, trying to finish Autumn Concerto by today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I miss typing on and on and on and on and well, you know what I mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I find it difficult to type a post out nowadays. My mind is pretty cheena-ish now lol. So it's quite hard for me to translate my thoughts which are in Chinese to English. Hah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Good morning, I'm off to sleep. I shouldn't be sleeping at this time. My mum will kill me if she finds out that I'm staying up till this late.. Again. Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-13813353752300042?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/13813353752300042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/06/masks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/13813353752300042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/13813353752300042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/06/masks.html' title=''/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-7673409908564609166</id><published>2010-06-09T01:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T01:26:29.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the emotions are heartwrenchingly powerful and real</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Finally!! I can stay up late, sleep till the sun shines on my butt (sorry this seems to be the direct translation from Chinese lol) and the best part of it all? I don't have to care coz there won't be school nor any other activities to disrupt my perfect day :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I think I'm pretty much of a complain queen. Haha I've been complaining to the whole world about my heavy schedule during the holidays. I have only 2 days of continuous holidays. (Note: CONTINUOUS) I doubt my parents would even realise that it's the holidays for me if the calendar doesn't state so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Before I continue to watch my drama (hahahaha usual holiday routine) till the next morning.. I'd like to say that I enjoy disturbing Mr Cher during all the rehearsals for Aesthetic Night lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sayo nara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-7673409908564609166?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/7673409908564609166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/06/emotions-are-heartwrenchingly-powerful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/7673409908564609166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/7673409908564609166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/06/emotions-are-heartwrenchingly-powerful.html' title='the emotions are heartwrenchingly powerful and real'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-2767748380737555589</id><published>2010-06-05T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T23:22:31.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I was funny. Jokes were usually started by me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So now I'm old and boring. I laugh at my own jokes which aren't exactly regarded as jokes. Life's sad and cruel and mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-2767748380737555589?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/2767748380737555589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-was-funny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/2767748380737555589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/2767748380737555589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-was-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-135654879285786095</id><published>2010-06-04T19:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T19:52:50.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Service? Bring it on.. To my brother.</title><content type='html'>So yes, I'm like the only child now. Yuck no more brother to annoy my mum with me hahaha. Nor to lag each other's computer/laptop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no more hair on my brother's head now. Hahahaha but too bad I'll be away for camp when my brother comes back after 2 weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the mini tour around the campsite was quite.. Boring. The only funny part was when the person wanted to show us the toilets then one of the aunties said in hokkien, 'what's there to see about toilets?!' (toilet wu mi kia kua meh?) hahaha embarrassed the soldier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I kept scaring my brother during the oath taking ceremony. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: 'eh later you say oath.. One by one leh'&lt;br /&gt;bro: 'really meh?!?!? Huh!!!'&lt;br /&gt;me: 'ya la! You never see the mic there in the middle meh? Go there say :)'&lt;br /&gt;bro: 'siao no la. Stand in my own seat then say la'&lt;br /&gt;me: 'whatever. Anyway I bet you'll be the first to say'&lt;br /&gt;bro: 'why?'&lt;br /&gt;me: 'Alphabetical order what'&lt;br /&gt;bro: 'oh oh oh ya oh no la.. There will be Aaron. Or Adriel. Or Abel. Or Adrian. Alan. Adam.'&lt;br /&gt;me: 'haha as if lo. Don't embarrass me when you go up ah'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in the end.. All the enlistees said their oaths together -.- boring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya during one part of the speech by the commander: 'i assure you your son or brother or friend will not get serious injuries or blahblahblah'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: 'eh kor, what's his name again?'&lt;br /&gt;bro: 'tan something la. Why?'&lt;br /&gt;me: 'getting prepared to sue him. Coz it's his fault if you get injured or whatsoever which I bet you're gonna be..'&lt;br /&gt;bro: 'eh I got muscles one ok'&lt;br /&gt;me: 'as if. Fats.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so well the main point of this post is to announce that.. I now have his room, laptop, guitar, keyboard (actually i don't really care about the guitar and keyboard) to myself hohoho life is good. Sorry kor, have fun too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-135654879285786095?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/135654879285786095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/06/national-service-bring-it-on-to-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/135654879285786095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/135654879285786095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/06/national-service-bring-it-on-to-my.html' title='National Service? Bring it on.. To my brother.'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-3676635616177455808</id><published>2010-06-02T13:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T13:45:27.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just want to be happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I miss the days I was happy. I woke up happy, I went to sleep happy. I didn't have much worries. I despised people who worry their lives away. I didn't get how people can hate their lives so much.. Well actually, I still don't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nowadays I go to sleep with worries inside my head. I wake up grumpy. My days are always busy. I have no idea why am I so sensitive nowadays. Sometimes I really just want to frown and not talk for one whole day but somehow people will ask 'why are you so sad? What happened?' and you can't possibly tell them 'I'm fine, nothing's wrong'.. Coz something must be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So yes.. Sometimes, I just need a hug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-3676635616177455808?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/3676635616177455808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-just-want-to-be-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/3676635616177455808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/3676635616177455808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-just-want-to-be-happy.html' title='I just want to be happy'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-7149725282365772451</id><published>2010-05-30T14:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T13:45:51.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;My holidays don't even look like one. It just seems to be one whereby we need not go to school just on certain days while you have to stay in school till late night on some other days. Sounds really awesome right? I know. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh ya I'm going for OBS from the 21st to 25th :) and everyone I've told that to said: 'all the best/good luck/I doubt you'll survive'. Have some faith in me la.. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tons of homework waiting for completion within 2 weeks or I can kiss goodbye to my dear life on the first day of school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Motivation to keep myself going? Hahahaha dramas. And now my computer keeps crashing everyday.. Quite sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-7149725282365772451?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/7149725282365772451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/05/hello-holidays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/7149725282365772451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/7149725282365772451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/05/hello-holidays.html' title='Hello holidays'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-6292041466004452005</id><published>2010-05-23T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T19:59:21.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Imagination is more important than Knowledge" - Albert Einstein</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;My English is pretty much at the cannot-make-it state now. Thanks to the Chinese-Pop influence in class with Joan and Huiting singing Chinese songs every single day.. Haha. My grammar and spelling are in a mess right now and I have only finished a book this year. I've been stuck with the same book for 4 months and I'm not even halfway done. It's no wonder I failed English Paper 2 and got my content marks for my free writing essay lower than my language marks. Hahaha actually.. It has been like this since forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't even remember how to paragraph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nor to end a post properly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-6292041466004452005?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/6292041466004452005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/05/imagination-is-more-important-than.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/6292041466004452005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/6292041466004452005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/05/imagination-is-more-important-than.html' title='&quot;Imagination is more important than Knowledge&quot; - Albert Einstein'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-1347298792096862613</id><published>2010-05-19T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T21:16:44.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Speaking in-front of the crowds continuously for 3 days = Horrible = Stammer a lot + Tremble a lot = Voice deepened on stage = Embarrassing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-1347298792096862613?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/1347298792096862613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/05/speaking-in-front-of-crowds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/1347298792096862613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/1347298792096862613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/05/speaking-in-front-of-crowds.html' title=''/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-4779270454320491504</id><published>2010-05-14T19:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T16:40:28.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You don't have to be a philosopher</title><content type='html'>People got sued because of racist comments on blogs. A blog is for one to rant out thoughts. Proved something right? A blog isn't exactly the place for you to voice out every single thing you're going through, without thinking through about it in your mind to see if it's sensitive to others or that if anyone will have a different mindset from you - which is very likely. People with a different mindset from you will criticises your comments and your character as a whole. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn't like it right? So the moral of the story is that: a blog isn't exactly a place for you to rant out every single thing you're going through and the stuffs you dislike. I mean, who cares? Perhaps only you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes this post may sound like a ranting to you too but I'm not implying that I dislike people who have a frank character and often speak things without thinking - quite honest and pretty much admired by me as I'll never have the courage to voice out my thoughts, how I truely feel. But, it's not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it's not right to spread tales and just dislike a person too. What makes you do it? Influenced by friends who dislike that particular someone? Or just that you wanna be a big bully and show others that you dislike that someone through your usage of words and the gossipings? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I always remind myself that if not for the fact that there are accepting people, and that there are people who do not dislike me, I may be outcasted like the ones who are now being outcasted thanks to people who despise them for little things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's quite weird right? To know that people accept you for who you are; people accept your attitudes and characters yet you can't accept others for who they are and their characters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just plain sick, I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post isn't supposed to be so harsh and I guess that I'm ranting.. In the end. Haha quite ironic but yes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-4779270454320491504?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/4779270454320491504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-dont-have-to-be-philosopher.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/4779270454320491504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/4779270454320491504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-dont-have-to-be-philosopher.html' title='You don&apos;t have to be a philosopher'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-1743588698114164367</id><published>2010-05-12T18:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T16:40:39.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>我没有在开玩笑嘞。虽然那时侯的气氛也许会让我说的一切相似笑话，但我是认真的。事情也不必说得那么白吧。只想让你... ... 知道就好。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-1743588698114164367?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/1743588698114164367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/1743588698114164367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/1743588698114164367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-5025930215930274719</id><published>2010-05-12T17:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T18:38:44.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I cannot say that I'm disappointed with my results, I also cannot say that I'm satisfied with it. But what to do? Human beings are never satisfied right? You know it's your own fault for not studying hard enough/putting in enough effort for the exams. Yes, it's your fault. Yet deep inside your mind, there will just be this 'i could've done better' thinking too. It's natural I guess. So unless you get 100/100, you'll never be satisfied. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well at least that applies to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I was super sure that I'm going to fail biology and English. And maybe even physics. But thank God I passed my physics in the end. I guess it's all by God'a grace, I only failed my biology and English by a few marks while I passed physics. And yes, I am disappointed. I know I could've done better for English if I had concentrated well enough during the paper and not let my mind wander around. And that I could've done better for my biology if I had planned my revision time well enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Of course, Chinese. My distinction flew away just because I wasn't observant enough to notice that I accidentally skipped one question, until the very last few minutes and I had to change the question numbers at the side. And this caused all my possible 11 marks to not be given to me. Yes, my fault. But I thought that it's okay to do that since you're desperate for time. But oh well I just have to pray that the teachers will be lenient enough to mark those 3 questions. I'm quite satisfied with my Chinese Paper 1 though. 35/50 for my essay! Haha to think I thought I went out of topic :) thank God, really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I will make a comeback for the next terms. I'm quite determined. For now. Har har. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway LAST CALL!!!! who wanna watch The Last Song with me on Friday? Maureen's going too! And most probably Huiting and Nora. And a lot more people :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-5025930215930274719?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/5025930215930274719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-cannot-say-that-im-disappointed-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/5025930215930274719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/5025930215930274719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-cannot-say-that-im-disappointed-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-7966677282251093102</id><published>2010-05-08T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T23:42:09.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>在家里观看「叶问2」时（哈哈我老哥电脑下载然后把电脑连接到电视）：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我：＂那红毛干嘛要放那牙套的东西？牙齿掉就给它掉咯。＂&lt;br /&gt;哥：＂怕等下咬到舌头嘛＂&lt;br /&gt;我：＂为什么叶问又没有戴？＂&lt;br /&gt;哥：＂中国人不用啦＂&lt;br /&gt;我：＂为什么？因为他们习惯咬舌自尽？＂&lt;br /&gt;哥：＂-_-＂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的幽默感实在是太好了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-7966677282251093102?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/7966677282251093102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/05/2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/7966677282251093102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/7966677282251093102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/05/2.html' title=''/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-7648982834285752490</id><published>2010-05-08T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T00:11:10.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Examinations are coming to an end... Finally. This week seems to be the longest week ever as I crap all the way for quite a few papers such as physics and biology and a little bit for chemistry. Haha so basically, all my three sciences are kinda screwed up and I'm not exactly proud of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a person who loves sleep yet hasn't been revising and 've always been dozing off in class... I sacrifised my sleeping hours for this whole week as I stayed up till 1 or 2am to do some really last minute revision. Hahahahahahaha serve myself right. I'm now a panda. Endangered species ok, so please treat me with care. And food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the late night studyings aren't really effective la but I continued them coz it helped me a lot for geography paper. Hahaha yes, only that paper. And it helped me to feel better coz at least I studied. Unlike how I just skim through the textbooks for less than 5 minutes the previous times I 'studied' for tests. Whoop whoop whooping good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to watch movies frequently from today onwards. Haha I miss the theatres. I still remember how I go for movies every single day for one whole week during the p6 prelims period with Darren, Kok Teng, Nadiah and Shai Mun. And I didn't have to pay for like, 3 or 4 movies. Explains my results then lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just caught Ip Man 2 today with Rachel and Daniel anyway :) and it was awesome. I'm not kidding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch The Last Song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya I keep forgetting that there's emath paper 1 on Monday haha it seems too insignificant now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really need sleep plus I've got bloodshot eyes now. So ya.. Good night to one and all :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-7648982834285752490?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/7648982834285752490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/05/examinations-are-coming-to-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/7648982834285752490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/7648982834285752490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/05/examinations-are-coming-to-end.html' title=''/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-521727969808309999</id><published>2010-05-04T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T23:29:05.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes it's highly amusing to see how sadists behave with their usage of words - FML; I hate this; life sucks; why am I here on this cruel world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is one of the littlest things which keep me awake at night when I'm doing my last minute revisions for my midyears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be procrastinating procrastination.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-521727969808309999?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/521727969808309999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/05/sometimes-its-highly-amusing-to-see-how.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/521727969808309999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/521727969808309999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/05/sometimes-its-highly-amusing-to-see-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-3620223336832476077</id><published>2010-04-28T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T22:35:08.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;我好累哦。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;真想考试快点完，然后我就能每天无忧无虑地睡大觉。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;听起来有点像猪…… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-3620223336832476077?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/3620223336832476077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/3620223336832476077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/3620223336832476077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-5317794990157350946</id><published>2010-04-25T22:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T22:58:53.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;no internet for me until mye is over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;AND THAT WILL BE THE GREATEST ACHIEVEMENT OF MY LIFE. really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;goodbye, shrinking world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-5317794990157350946?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/5317794990157350946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/04/no-internet-for-me-until-mye-is-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/5317794990157350946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/5317794990157350946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/04/no-internet-for-me-until-mye-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-4888483925559370028</id><published>2010-04-20T21:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T21:22:02.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Popularity does not determine one's leadership quality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So yeah, honestly, if someone is voted to be a leader due to popularity and because that he or she is charismatic, I doubt the party/group/team/whatever he or she is leading can be successful as perhaps he or she just knows how to coax people to like them instead of governing/handling problems well, or even know the solutions to the problems they face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yet another random thought which popped out somehow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I guess I shall finally blog about my boring life while trying to figure out how am I supposed to balance a chemical equation which cannot be balanced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Went to SIM Technology yesterday and had a lot of fun learning about RFID and for the so called 'amazing race' which is inside one small room but yeah.. Still managed to finish everything with Team Newton which consist of Yiwei, Kexin, Daniel, Esther, MeiJun, Adrian and myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Haha spent most of the time disturbing the instructors, asking them for their nationality (Actually.. Only Daniel).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Then.. Walked in the rain and got drenched a little even though we had umbrellas. I managed to get myself pretty much dry though, thanks to Ms Lam and Daniel's umbrella. Hah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Today was pretty much okay as well. Was almost late for school in the morning and I didn't have to run to warm up for PE since I got Gold for NAPFA. Hahahaha am super proud of it. First time getting Gold on the first try :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Super tired after playing Captain's Ball with 4T1. Hahaha super fun playing with them 'cause they're all so goofy. Their ball will somehow go out of the line when they're doing stunts with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tried sleeping in class for every lesson afterward. Haha especially for Emath! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And half the class was chased out of the class to finish our lunch 'cause we weren't supposed to have lunch in class &lt;b&gt;after school&lt;/b&gt; during &lt;b&gt;Social Studies remedial&lt;/b&gt; which was &lt;b&gt;so last minute &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;we didn't have time to eat&lt;/b&gt;.. So well, we squatted/sat/stood outside the classroom like some beggars. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Had my chemistry class test with the rest of 3E2 who were having biology class test. Haha so gonna fail the paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Then stayed in their class to play with my iPhone with other people and did my homework till the Chinese Orchestra people were released.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Huiting, Kexin, Daniel and I were supposed to STUDY at McDonald's.. And we ended up eating dinner and gossiping (hahahaha) there. With me talking the most. HAHA I should learn to be demure. Ahem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;OKAY THAT IS ALL. I OUGHT TO BE DOING MY HOMEWORK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;SAYO NARA :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-4888483925559370028?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/4888483925559370028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/04/popularity-does-not-determine-ones.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/4888483925559370028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/4888483925559370028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/04/popularity-does-not-determine-ones.html' title=''/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-7069629129405841590</id><published>2010-04-19T21:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T11:21:22.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>infatuation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Motivated. Exhilarated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Disappointed. Envious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Emotions. How easily triggered by the different actions/stunts people around you display. Some simple actions can get your mouth to rise up, smiling from ear to ear. And how some other actions can just make you feel just so irritated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I had a great day today. I'm happy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Life's great. Log base 10!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I love the rain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;最近很喜欢说一句话……&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;“去面壁思过啦！”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-7069629129405841590?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/7069629129405841590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/04/infactuation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/7069629129405841590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/7069629129405841590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/04/infactuation.html' title='infatuation'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-499569533216039338</id><published>2010-04-14T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T23:41:11.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is definitely not farewell.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well as all of you know, I'm a boring person and even though I spend lots of time on the web, I do not have the creativity juice flowing through me to keep this blog updated frequently with interesting stuffs,.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And my mid-year exams are going to be here in 15 days (okay take it as 14 hours and 25 more minutes),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I AM NOT GOING TO UPDATE THIS BLOG WHICH NO ONE READS ANYWAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Till my exams are over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So yeah.. Anybody interested to go to the library with me on every Tuesday, Friday and Saturday to study? If no one's interested then I'm going to the library all by myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yup. That's all. Will be more active over at the real world instead of this tiny box of wonders and pixels. But still, I need someone to lend me a spare phone and keep my iPhone for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is the 2nd part of the sentence following my title.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I WILL BE BACK.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-499569533216039338?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/499569533216039338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-is-definitely-not-farewell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/499569533216039338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/499569533216039338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-is-definitely-not-farewell.html' title='This is definitely not farewell.........'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-1617132969454023982</id><published>2010-04-10T14:27:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T14:43:16.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hahaha what?</title><content type='html'>Life's great. I passed both my Amath and Chemistry pop-quiz with 6 marks over 10 and 12 respectively. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No mood for homework/schoolwork/workwork nowadays. Not to even mention revisions even though I didn't go online through my computer for one whole school week just to get myself to study. In the end? Hah I got too hooked to my iPhone and the TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Log base 10 = lg = life's &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda screwed up my Chinese oral and now.. I don't dare to talk during Chinese lessons anymore lest the teacher goes, "Wah Jieshi.. Talk so much in my class and yet you did badly for your oral huh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha anyway I feel quite guilty towards someone. I never knew that I can be so sarcastic. But I still don't like that someone.. I gonna reflect on myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Times, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;1 John 4:18-20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 There is no fear in love; but perfect love casteth out fear: because fear hath torment. He that feareth is not made perfect in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 We love him, because he first loved us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 If a man say, I love God, and hateth his brother, he is a liar: for he that loveth not his brother whom he hath seen, how can he love God whom he hath not seen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-1617132969454023982?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/1617132969454023982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/04/hahaha-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/1617132969454023982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/1617132969454023982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/04/hahaha-what.html' title='hahaha what?'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-358319369708119135</id><published>2010-04-04T19:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T20:01:08.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith, Mercy and Wisdom</title><content type='html'>Happy Easter! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 Corinthians 15 (King James Version)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;Now if Christ be preached that he rose from the dead, how say some among you that there is no resurrection of the dead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;But if there be no resurrection of the dead, then is Christ not risen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;14&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;And if Christ be not risen, then is our preaching vain, and your faith is also vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;15&lt;/b&gt; Yea, and we are found false witnesses of God; because we have testified of God that he raised up Christ: whom he raised not up, if so be that the dead rise not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;16&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;For if the dead rise not, then is not Christ raised:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;17&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;And if Christ be not raised, your faith is vain; ye are yet in your sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;18&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;Then they also which are fallen asleep in Christ are perished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;19&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;If in this life only we have hope in Christ, we are of all men most miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;20&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;But now is Christ risen from the dead, and become the firstfruits of them that slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;21&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;For since by man came death, by man came also the resurrection of the dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;22&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;For as in Adam all die, even so in Christ shall all be made alive.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes so if Christ was not resurrected, we are of all men most miserable - our faith and preaching will be in vain and we will still be in our sins. So thank God that Christ was risen from death, and conquered death.&amp;nbsp;Hallelujah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for YF yesterday, we had the &lt;s&gt;Leadership&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;Servanthood Workshop&amp;nbsp;led by Bro. Aaron. And then we did some 'personality check' and 'spiritual gifts' checklist. Funny thing about my spiritual gifts checklist was that I got Faith, Mercy and Wisdom. Quite weird and surprising to see that I got these three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway for the personality check thing (D.I.S.C), I go &lt;b&gt;I &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;again. As usual. But last year I got &lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;and &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;- means the score for S was higher last year. And I = talkative, S = stable. Hahahah means I've gotten more talkative and less stable. Interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for today.. Sunrise Service &amp;gt; Combined Worship Service &amp;gt; Ju Eng Home :)&lt;br /&gt;Good day. And no homework for today!!! Yesssssss finally I need not work on Sabbath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh tomorrow's school again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-358319369708119135?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/358319369708119135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/04/faith-mercy-and-wisdom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/358319369708119135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/358319369708119135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/04/faith-mercy-and-wisdom.html' title='Faith, Mercy and Wisdom'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-266766112788866575</id><published>2010-04-03T21:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T17:15:07.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I do appreciate these things.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=1106583601936&amp;amp;ref=nf"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=1106583601936&amp;amp;ref=nf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video is so sweet :-)&lt;br /&gt;I like the part which is near to the end: &lt;b&gt;To every guy who still prioritizes God instead of making the girl as the sun of his life&lt;/b&gt;. This part is indeed important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for Sunrise service tomorrow. Happy Easter Day in advance! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-266766112788866575?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/266766112788866575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-do-appreciate-these-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/266766112788866575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/266766112788866575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-do-appreciate-these-things.html' title='I do appreciate these things.'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-3465934531391891200</id><published>2010-04-02T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T16:49:43.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;He died for me, for us, for our sins. At the cross.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;No one but Him will die just for me. The love so great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-3465934531391891200?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/3465934531391891200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/04/he-died-for-me-for-us-for-our-sins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/3465934531391891200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/3465934531391891200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/04/he-died-for-me-for-us-for-our-sins.html' title=''/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-8077717933334518019</id><published>2010-04-02T15:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T15:28:35.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Okay I shall stop being a sour grape for now and stop accusing people of neglecting me when they've got other commitments to tend to :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm just gonna stay put here. Just remember that I'm still here okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-8077717933334518019?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/8077717933334518019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/04/okay-i-shall-stop-being-sour-grape-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/8077717933334518019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/8077717933334518019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/04/okay-i-shall-stop-being-sour-grape-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-6917445089714600481</id><published>2010-03-31T21:36:00.031+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T14:22:15.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have no idea what to post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This week is so far, very fun yet very tiring. And since today's the last day of the month, I shall just post an entry to sum up the month of March and welcome the month of April, which, I hope will be really good since now I've set my priorities right, not think of ridiculous stuffs (or at least refrain to) and not trying to please the fastidious people - Thank God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Suddenly the sight of lovey doveys walking down the road, holding hands and acting all intimate is irking me. Yeah, somehow. And well, sour grape? I don't know. But the first sentence which goes to my mind: "What is this world becoming?". Especially when I got to know that both my best friends just got attached. Woah. No wonder sex education is only introduced in secondary 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Enough of these relationship stuffs. Haha. But to all: Please remember to say No to what you ought not to do. Yes, I'm serious. I'm not kidding about this matter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Teachers have been 'chiong'-ing all the way now since we're behind time and behind the other classes. Can't blame us right? We only have like what, 4 periods of theory per Science, 5 periods of E-Math and A-Math. And our E-Math teacher had gone MIA. So yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Then the teachers will nag, nag and nag with their grandmother's stories. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"You guys ought to behave in class. Your behaviours are incorrigible and I don't like your attitude. We are behind time now and look at 3E2. They've already finished this chapter yet we're still stuck here when we're supposed to finish this last week. It's not a matter of you guys being smart or not. I know that you guys are smart but you guys have to have a good attitude towards learning, then we are able to finish up the syllables before the mid-years!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Irony is, if we don't have enough time already, why are you still nagging non-stop? Longest record: 10 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well, try screaming at us the next time. It ALWAYS works ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway, Huiting's birthday prank was successful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well we ignored Huiting for one whole day and even threw her our nastiest comments. Ng Jiale was horrible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Huiting: *smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jiale: smile what smile? funny is it. -insert serious  face-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Huiting: Wa like that i can don't come school already. -insert  super smiley face-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jiale: You never come school also never mind, because  this school is not yours and the school wont collapse without you. -Insert  arrogant face-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(copied pasted from Jiale's blog)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;another one in-front of Huiting:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;NgJiale: "Today's huiting's birthday right."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;SohJiale: "Ya."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;NgJiale: "I never  wish her anything, wish her for what, maybe she can't remember my birthday  also.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;WOAH MY IDOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ivan was hilarious. All along, I involved him into our plans to prank Huiting but while everyone else knows that we're celebrating Ivan's birthday too, he didn't know that until we sang the birthday song for him too. Hahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And it feels really bad to make Huiting cry twice. She sits directly behind me some more and I was the executor of the plan. (While Nora was the brain but she was also the peacemaker 'cause she did nothing).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Funniest part was during chemistry when Huiting suddenly stopped crying and started to crap during lesson again by asking stupid questions in class and everyone who was part of the birthday prank plan was shocked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mike even sent me this sms: "&lt;b&gt;Alert alert! Huiting is back to happy condition!&lt;/b&gt;" and he spammed this sms to some people: "&lt;b&gt;Please make Huiting cry. This concerns our survival.&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yup. Hilarious. Then we almost burned our fingers while trying to light up the candles for the cake. The lighter and matchsticks weren't working well. But was still glad that the first birthday celebration I planned (with Nora, too, of course) was a success :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/S7NRVSeMnyI/AAAAAAAABFo/Y5sq4q90SYM/s320/1.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/S7NRhw6p_OI/AAAAAAAABFw/3QVMiTfvAnw/s320/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/S7NRy-6fDeI/AAAAAAAABF4/iSJlAlPOYxc/s320/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/S7NR5gemEHI/AAAAAAAABGA/0b4B41b_HUc/s320/4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/S7NSCG5iW3I/AAAAAAAABGI/W5RAfWHkYKM/s320/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/S7NSJN8LRsI/AAAAAAAABGQ/v9gvt9GD3zU/s320/kexin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Another significant event: The filming of our cheerobics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7kRYajA6V5I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7kRYajA6V5I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'VE NEVER DANCED BEFORE WOOOAHH AND I DIDN'T THINK THAT I WOULD EVER DANCE TO KOREAN SONGS. But I did. These few weeks are very tiring. Running/Dancing/PE/NAPFA. My legs are aching now and there's still the Sports Carnival tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And I'm the reserved for Floorball. If no one is absent for floorball, I'm to report for some relay thing. OH BOY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway, I got a gold for NAPFA! Not confirmed but I've calculated. If nothing goes wrong, I got a gold!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sit-ups: &lt;b&gt;48&lt;/b&gt; - A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Inclined pull-ups: &lt;b&gt;20 &lt;/b&gt;- A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Standing broad jump: &lt;b&gt;172cm &lt;/b&gt;- C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sit-n-Reach: &lt;b&gt;39cm&lt;/b&gt; - C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Shuttle Run: &lt;b&gt;11.49secs&lt;/b&gt; - B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;2.4KM run: &lt;b&gt;15.58min&lt;/b&gt; - C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;5 + 5 + 3 + 3 + 4 + 3 = 23 = Gold :-D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/S7NTFsKw8BI/AAAAAAAABGY/59OLAusgDNs/s320/6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/S7NTWboKOkI/AAAAAAAABGg/QLC2NgH2OnA/s320/7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And highest in class for Chinese essay by the way! 41/50. HAHA, indeed must praise the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh yes, finally understand indices better. FINALLY. Haha thanks to Justin and his tuition and if I fail my E-Math again, I ought to bang the wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Shall go do my homework now. I don't know why but somehow today feels like a Friday huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-6917445089714600481?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/6917445089714600481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-have-no-idea-what-to-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/6917445089714600481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/6917445089714600481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-have-no-idea-what-to-post.html' title='I have no idea what to post.'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/S7NRVSeMnyI/AAAAAAAABFo/Y5sq4q90SYM/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-8245703797445665538</id><published>2010-03-22T23:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T23:31:20.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I will post a proper post. I will post a proper post. I will post a proper post...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Just watch this space for a moment and wait. A bit busy for a moment. Yes, since when I'm busy? I can proudly say, "Since today."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;FINALLY I AM BUSY. Okay fine, not really. Just don't feel like touching my computer for now. Quitting this little rectangle box with smaller boxes which will turn into alphabets magically on this another box when you press them gently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Go figure out what I'm talking about. I'm going to sleep at 9pm again from tomorrow onwards and do my homework once I reach home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-8245703797445665538?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/8245703797445665538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-will-post-proper-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/8245703797445665538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/8245703797445665538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-will-post-proper-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-2076263465607149038</id><published>2010-03-19T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T21:52:18.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;PANG KANG LING WHERE ARE YOU AND WHY IS YOUR PREPAID LOW AGAIN YOU SHOULD TOTALLY GET A PLAN PLEASE. I THOUGHT YOU WILL BE BACK BY 11:30PM OR SOMETHING?!? TAIWAN IS A SCARY PLACE DID IT EAT YOU UP OR SOMETHING?!? PLEASE CALL ME BACK TO CONFIRM THAT YOU'RE ALIVE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;WALAO I MISS YOUR SUPER LOW HUMOUR AND YOUR DUMB LAUGHTERS AND THE WAY YOU CALL ME 猪啊你!!!!!! I MUST BE MAD NOW BUT YEAH WHATEVER. KANGLINGGGGGGGGGGGG AH LINGGGGGGGG ARE YOU BACK?!?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-2076263465607149038?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/2076263465607149038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/03/pang-kang-ling-where-are-you-and-why-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/2076263465607149038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/2076263465607149038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/03/pang-kang-ling-where-are-you-and-why-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-5760326430128405357</id><published>2010-03-14T14:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T21:52:26.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have to say that camp was really fun even though it's really tiring but I'm glad that I went for it and no, I shall whine no more. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And thank you group 15 for being a good sport :) glad to be your OGL! I was really afraid to get people who won't cooperate in my group but seems that my worries are for nothing. Thank you guys for being really gooood campers so that I don't have to shout at you guys and thus, 'preserved' my voice. Haha. Sorry if I'm not the kind of person who is super hyper and is high on sugar but well, hope you've enjoyed the camp! :) and please cover up all the gaps no matter where you guys go if not you may see Mimi!! And not be Elmo's brother. Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm so so so sleepy and stinky now so I'm gonna go shower and sleep. I accidentally skipped the patrolling duty last night and didn't have to patrol on the first day AND woke up later than all other sec 2s. HAHA. Shiok! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Okay till the next time I'm not so lazy to update this blog, bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;OH YAH I FORGOT TO ADD ON THAT TRAINER JJ (JiaQi? JiaJi?) LOOKS LIKE DAVID ARCHULETA. SO CUTE GOSH AH HE'S SUPER CUTE!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sorry lah I know I'm supposed to lead the group over at camp and not to ogle at guys there but HE'S REALLY CUTE HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-5760326430128405357?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/5760326430128405357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-have-to-say-that-camp-was-really-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/5760326430128405357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/5760326430128405357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-have-to-say-that-camp-was-really-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-5320411456430912561</id><published>2010-03-03T23:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T21:52:32.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 more weeks to holidays. TAHAN TAHAN.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have no idea how to solve question 7 and 9 of Amath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;My bed is beckoning me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway my common test results are awesome. I failed 2 papers - English and Emath. And tomorrow I'm going to see my F9 grade geography paper. And even my 90/100 marks (YES A1 MUAHAHAH. studying didn't go to waste) for Social Studies can't help me now even though it's combined humanities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;AND THANK GOD I PASSED CHEMISTRY OH I AM SO HAPPY NOW :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ok current grades:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eng - E8&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chinese - B3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emath - E8&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amath - B3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Biology - B4&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chemistry - C6&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Physics - A1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Social Studies - A1 (18/20) (die die must show off LOL)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Last paper.. Geog.. HAHAHAHA DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE :)&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-5320411456430912561?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/5320411456430912561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/03/2-more-weeks-to-holidays-tahan-tahan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/5320411456430912561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/5320411456430912561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/03/2-more-weeks-to-holidays-tahan-tahan.html' title='2 more weeks to holidays. TAHAN TAHAN.'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-1181026484264330830</id><published>2010-03-02T20:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T21:52:58.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So um.. My results are not good and I just have to pray that God will give me the strength to stay positive :) and that they will take include the class tests results to the final one on report book. I cried right when I heard that they will just take our paper score for keying in. I failed by 2 marks (48/100). Quite bad huh and I was hoping that the class tests results will pull me up since I passed all my class tests and some of my class tests were pretty well done. But oh well I just have to pray that I won't have an ugly underline for my chemistry. Emath.. Cannot help it. Haha my 9/10 can't help me as well since the other emath class tests results were like, 5/20 and 6/20?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pray that God will guide me through this. Since I've never failed any tests before. This is the first time I'm failing for common tests and I'm failing so many subjects some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But I got to admit that it was my fault to not study hard and just skimming through for chemistry. I concentrated too much on some lame chapters which didn't come out for the paper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Still, thank God that the grades of the subjects I passed are quite good. :) 13/20 for amath and 27.5/35 for physics. Weird that I failed emath right. Haha oh well what to do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I feel so down. So demoralised. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's weird to have people like telling me to stay positive and asking me, 'you are not the positive jieshi I know!'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Chey so it means that I cannot emo lah. Haha okay whatever. Don't be shocked to see me sulking everywhere I go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh well anyway heard that there's some sec 2 camp recce thingy on Saturday. Aiyo so troublesome. And I must clarify that I'm not a sec 2!!!!! I am 15 this year. Ok not yet lah but still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-1181026484264330830?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/1181026484264330830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-um.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/1181026484264330830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/1181026484264330830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-8166965640265317754</id><published>2010-02-28T19:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T21:53:27.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Haha I see a light for my math again. LOL GOT SO MANY PEOPLE TO TUTOR ME :) thank you all thank you Justin and Kangling (but this woman may get pissed with me easily HAHA) but I cannot assure you guys that I won't fail my emath again HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gosh so embarrassing. Failing emath. I ought to be smacked hard in the head. Hahahahahah anyway my computer is now down :( good for studies huh but too bad too late. Common tests are now over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ok goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-8166965640265317754?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/8166965640265317754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/02/haha-i-see-light-for-my-math-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/8166965640265317754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/8166965640265317754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/02/haha-i-see-light-for-my-math-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-2063974123909100340</id><published>2010-02-27T01:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T01:16:42.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;2 people recently got in a relationship and so..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;me: "哇好了咯我们两lonelyyyyyy啊"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;yongcheng: "aronn 不会爱 (LOL)，那两个刚刚在一起的是纯纯的爱，我们是没人爱。"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;me: "LOL 你自己没人爱不要把我扯进去"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;yongcheng: "没有啦我们 form a group 叫没人爱。WELCOME TO THE CLUB"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;SERIOUSLY THE FUNNIEST CONVERSATION EVER. There's still funnier stuffs but I don't think I should leak out more names (other than Aronn, HAHA) so........... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-2063974123909100340?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/2063974123909100340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/02/2-people-recently-got-in-relationship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/2063974123909100340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/2063974123909100340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/02/2-people-recently-got-in-relationship.html' title=''/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-3179912055908083298</id><published>2010-02-25T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T21:39:48.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can you believe that I'm actually studying for biology test tomorrow? And that I studied for SS (oh thank God northern Ireland came out instead of Sri lanka) till 2AM in the morning yesterday? Hahah yes finally I'm mugging. But what's the point? Common tests will be over and done with once the recess bell rings tomorrow :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really ought not to be online. Or my brother will take my iPhone away from me 'cause my mum didn't allow him to watch the tv as she wanted me to revise without any distractions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for tomorrow to be over and did I tell you about how I screwed up 1/2 of my test papers? If I screw up my bio tomorrow, I'm dead. And anyway Mdm Khoo asked me for my science grade for last year's EOY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha so does that mean that I screwed up my chemistry paper?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-3179912055908083298?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/3179912055908083298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/02/can-you-believe-that-im-actually.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/3179912055908083298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/3179912055908083298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/02/can-you-believe-that-im-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-7748311269395926575</id><published>2010-02-23T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T21:15:50.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tests tests tests</title><content type='html'>Hello Internet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that it has been days since the last time I used the Internet (in fact, I use it everyday) but well.. :) haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the common test week and as you can see, I don't exactly give a damn. But I'm flunking all my papers since my first reaction for every single paper I've taken so far is: 'DID WE&lt;br /&gt;EVEN LEARN THIS?! What exactly is this about?', hahaha not&lt;br /&gt;good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway will update soon. Can't wait for the weekends to&lt;br /&gt;come. And the common tests to be over! ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays, come to mama soon! It's actually kinda funny to know that it's going to be the month of march soon. Good or bad?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-7748311269395926575?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/7748311269395926575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/02/tests-tests-tests.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/7748311269395926575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/7748311269395926575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/02/tests-tests-tests.html' title='Tests tests tests'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-1136176259363718628</id><published>2010-02-10T19:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T19:51:15.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; 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HAITI FUND RAISING = SUCCESS :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sold about &amp;gt;40 packets of cookies with YiWei and WenQi muahahaha we are the proz. Then whenever I got to sell about 5 at one go, I'd be like, "SEE SEE, WHO AM I WHO AM I?! PRO RIGHT PRO OKAY OKAY" Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And just because I said, "Hmm nice meh? Hmmmm" to Ms Tan's cupcake decoration, I'm gonna get zero for my Biology SPA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ms Tan: "Oh you die. 0 for Bio SPA. Anyway I want refund for the cupcake"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;公报私仇……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh yes meeting Kangling the busy woman tomorrow and perhaps she will be my motivation to do my homework instead of going to omgpop.com to play the games (especially letterblox).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Maths..... Once again killing me. Both Advanced and Elementary Maths. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But I guess it's just because I don't feel like studying/doing the sums.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;AND OH YES YES YES CHINESE NEW YEAR'S COMING. I'M GONNA BE AFFLUENT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-3969404877868870365?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/3969404877868870365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-really-dont-like-to-blog-about-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/3969404877868870365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/3969404877868870365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-really-dont-like-to-blog-about-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-203232165427637466</id><published>2010-02-03T21:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T21:51:38.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Provocative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Arduous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Unproductive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Heinous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Abhorrent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Repugnant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Unprimed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Incoherent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Elusive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oppressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am making no sense here and no the words don't really link to each other I just randomly typed out all the words I was thinking of and no I don't exactly know their meaning now you shut up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;No random musings for today but perhaps on Friday, perhaps. Oh how fast time flies, common test is coming again and I'm starting to dislike A-Math.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;What kind of attitude is this you tell me you tell me you tell me you tell me oh sorry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I forgot computers can't talk. Now goodbye, the world is inhumane. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;AND NO I'M NOT GOING TO JUMP DOWN THE BUILDING (much to your disappointment).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I like my sentences without punctuations so that you can read on and on and on and on and on and on and on you get my idea and that you can't take a breath while reading my blog hehehehehehe but too bad I have to put punctuations if not I will forget where to put my punctuations (again) during essay writing yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-203232165427637466?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/203232165427637466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/02/provocative.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/203232165427637466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/203232165427637466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/02/provocative.html' title=''/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-3158338755453210107</id><published>2010-02-02T21:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T18:22:11.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Education's purpose is to replace an empty mind with an open one&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Malcolm S. Forbes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sorry I'd like my mind to be empty than to be open and let my brain drop out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Only 5% of the people think.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Only 15% of them think they think.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The other 80% would rather die than think.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- George Bernard Shaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes I'm the 80%.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Everyone thinks. But not everyone thinks about their thinking. And not everyone who thinks about their thinking thinks about it as well.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Richard Paul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You are making me confused by repeating the word "think" and no I don't feel like thinking what in the world you're talking about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;All the problems of the world could be settled easily if men were only willing to think. The trouble is that men very often resort to all sorts of devices in order not to think, because thinking is such hard work.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Thomas J. Watson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You talking about me? And the device named "COPYING"? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ANYWAY ENOUGH ALL OF THESE QUOTES FROM SOME PAPER WHICH BELONGS TO MY BROTHER. I THINK I AM DYING (no not of leukemia the skit about the japanese girl during assembly kinda suck anyway so don't remind me of it).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yesterday: I kept thinking that it was Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Today: I kept thinking that it's Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tomorrow: My death day HAHA NO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Can't wait for Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-3158338755453210107?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/3158338755453210107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/02/educations-purpose-is-to-replace-empty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/3158338755453210107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/3158338755453210107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/02/educations-purpose-is-to-replace-empty.html' title=''/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-3067903592950604697</id><published>2010-01-31T21:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T22:46:46.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apple iPad? So how's the iTampon going on?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Haha the iPad never fails to crack me up since Wednesday when it was introduced.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm bored and I'm not allowed to watch my downloaded movies (yes sorry I'm feeling china-ish these few days that explains the piracy issues). Then I went online and saw this: "&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;People who achieve good result is not because they're clever, it's because they're hardworking." and sad to say, I disagree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Mainly because of what my favourite teacher in primary school told me which influenced me a lot. So ya what I think is that, without a little bit of talent, no matter how hardworking you are, you cannot be the best. To be more exact, you cannot be better than the one with the brains.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Not saying that this theory is not proven. It is. Just stare at the people in my class and you will understand fully what this is about.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Person A studies like the world will end if he/she does not study. You flip through the pages of his/her Biology textbook, you find every word highlighted. You flip through the pages of his/her A-Math textbook, you see that all the questions he/she does not know are being circled with a note at the side: "Need to ask tuition teacher". Obviously this person is hardworking as you can see by now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Person B is just another average student who, like all others, study only when there's a need to. You flip through the pages of his/her Biology textbook and you find nothing written on it, the book is as if it's new. You flip through the pages of his/her A-Math textbook, hey he/she only circles the questions the teacher asked the class to do as homework.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;But in the end Person B got better results than Person A. Why? Well I have no idea. Just the fact that he/she has got the brains perhaps. Or maybe he/she studies like crazy at home but look at Person A, would he/she not study at home too?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;But oh well I despise people who are smart so who cares. Jealous you may say well :-) I'm human. I sin. I'm not sinless, just that I sin less due to the fact that I'm a Christian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Rev. Lehman said, "All the bad people are in church and all the good people are in the prison", why, that is because we church goers are the ones who admit that we sin and we're sinful when the criminals all go, "NO I DID NOT DO THIS" and "NO THAT WAS NOT ME, I AM A GOOD GUY". Well oh well :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Oh yes don't you just hate it when people around you go "HEY I DON'T LIKE THIS PERSON" when he/she does not even know that poor guy/girl? Then after they got to know the person they dislike, they will be all, "HEY HE/SHE IS SUPER NICE! I LIKE HIM/HER A LOT" ew irks me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Anyway how is it possible for someone to hate like, 10 things at one time. I know there's a quote that goes "If you don't hate anything, you do not have a personality". Nonsense, rubbish. For all I know now, is to love thy neighbour. But yes sad truth is that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;people never cease to be eccentric in their own ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I shall not try to piss every other off with the above paragraph like how I did with the twilight fans but still EW WHAT'S WRONG WITH TWILIGHT WITH SOME 107-YEAR-OLD (pardon me if I'm wrong, I'm not a TEAMEDWARD/TEAMJACOB/TEAMALICE/TEAMBELLA/TEAMWHOELSE person from the start) VAMPIRE WHO'S A VEGETARIAN (what kind of stupid logic is this someone please kill the author even Robert Prrrrattinson thinks that this is absurd) LIKING SOME PREMATURE 16-YEAR-OLD HUMAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sorry oops I'm gonna get some hate comments but HEY I LIKE ROBERT PATTINSON!!!!! 'Cause he thinks that Twilight is a movie which makes no sense and he goes, "Where's Efron?" when the director said that they have enough budget for a new Edward Cullen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gosh I'm being very bitchy today. I shall be wise and not spout out all nonsense about the things me myself don't like (eg. kpop) and all others around me (oh the woe!) like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So I'm gonna start by ending this whole chunk of words here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;OH ANYWAY DID YOU KNOW THAT KPOP IS LIKE THE NEW ISSUE HERE IN SINGAPORE NOW? Haha shit I'm still ranting on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So now our national pledge shall be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We the citizens of Singapore, pledge ourselves to be one united people. Regardless of race, language, religion OR whether if we're fans of k-pop.........................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-3067903592950604697?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/3067903592950604697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/01/apple-ipad-so-hows-itampon-going-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/3067903592950604697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/3067903592950604697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/01/apple-ipad-so-hows-itampon-going-on.html' title='Apple iPad? So how&apos;s the iTampon going on?'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-6634667040767995713</id><published>2010-01-31T01:25:00.068+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T02:05:53.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you know what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Don't mind me if I'm being really crappy now so you see the time now is 1:04AM, I slept 13 hours last night so yes, I'm pretty much very awake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I've got practically nothing to do now except to stare at the chunk of homework for the weekends and onto this black box with lots of alphabets, numbers and symbols printed on the small little buttons and click click click, the words eventually get out from our heads onto this computer screen. Wow that sounds good but well if by now you still don't get it, I was referring to the keyboard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;My body has been anti-math this whole week. I don't bother doing a question till I get the answer anymore (yes I know that sounds really bad 'cause I don't get the answer at first try every single time), I just do and get and if I don't, I look for careless mistakes and if I don't find it, next question please and thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tik tok tik tok time now is 1:10AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway did I tell you guys about the Body Worlds Trip?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I got scolded by some old menopause teacher from RV for taking pictures there when no photography was allowed. Well I knew about the rule but heck cared it, duh. Then this RV teacher scolded me and I was like, "Oh sorry I didn't know and can you please talk nicely?" but of course I didn't have enough courage to spit that out or to rebut her with "Oh so what, go wallow in self-abhorrence" (yes I anyhow used that sentence 'cause that sounds so good) so I was like nodding and continue taking pictures once she walked away. HAHA attitude problem, yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Good life George Washington Bush looks short. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;No link, yes I know, you want cookies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Studying has tackled you! It's super effective!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You're now a mugger toad."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;YES I KNOW IT'S ONLY THE END OF JANUARY! Can't wait for Common Tests to come and get over with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway I can sum up school life as:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;During lesson: "OOOOHHHHH SO THAT'S HOW YOU DO IT"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;After school: "Eh wait how to do this question again?" and "OI YOU KNOW HOW DO THIS OR NOT?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And the habit of copying one's work never dies. But no I don't copy anybody's work. I'd hand in my work blank rather than to copy one's work. Yes I'm serious about it. Okay unless the teacher is like a tigress, I won't. And okay okay all teachers are like tigresses, you happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I forgot to announce a piece of good news to everyone. I AM GOING FOR THE SEC 2 BASIC LEADERSHIP CAMP!!!!!!!! Haha I don't care whether if I can be the leader of some group or to be in-charge of anything else, I just want to go kayaking!!!!!! :) And get tanned and to complain to all others on the next day when I realise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Time check: 1:21AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh gosh. I'm still awake. I'm sure I'll be agreeing to the preacher later in the morning for the service. You know, keep nodding head? And keep nodding head = the action you do when you're falling asleep. You still don't get it? Slow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am still very awake so I shall rant on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway I dislike one when he/she is being very irritating and attention-seeking by acting innocent/pitiful and behaving like a hypocrite. I've been surrounded by a lot of people like this for quite a while now and I'm getting sick of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And doesn't it irritate you if someone or two or maybe three four five six seven yougettheidea in class being very noisy in class, during lesson, when the teacher is talking or maybe not and keep talking about something that is &lt;b&gt;only&lt;/b&gt; funny for the first few times and doesn't get over it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Haha you know I know okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fund-raising for Haiti on 9th February 2010 for our class. Baking of cookies/cupcakes and maybe jellies hey yo wassup I hope the people who eat mine (I don't think I'm even allowed to step into the kitchen) won't vomit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And yes Haiti. How the world knows exactly where it is located only after the earthquake. I mean, a geography teacher in school thought that it's somewhere in South Africa. *skeptical look* How sad the truth is that unless something huge happens to you, no one will know who you are and what your name is even when you pass by them every single morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hey anyway Obama keeps appearing on my Twitter timeline every single day recently (I'm following the straits times btw) and his name keeps reminding me of a joke:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(I'm typing from what I remember, not the exact same thing from where I read from)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A man enters a bar and the bartender's a robot. It asks him, "What drink do you like to have?" and the man says, "Sex on the beach" (HAHA ACTUALLY THE MAN SAID COCKTAIL BUT I LIKE SEX ON THE BEACH MORE OKAY BACK TO STORY). The robot got him his drink and asked him for his IQ and the man just replied honestly, "164."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Immediately, the robot talked to him about astrology, science, all those theories the man has always liked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Curious, after he exited the bar, he entered again. He ordered the same drink but this time round, he told the robot that his IQ is 102. The topics talked about this time round were random musings and about the flowers, music, work.. Nothing interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Still feeling curious, after he exited the bar for the second time, he went back in again, ordered the same drink but this time round, he told the robot his IQ is 64. The robot then leaned close to him and asked him seriously (ya I know, how serious can a robot be), "So are you going to vote for Bush or Obama again?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;HAHA okay that was kind of rude. I did not make up this joke, I'm just sharing, so please don't sue me. Honestly speaking, I think Obama is cool to know about the Kanye-Taylor issue and having blackberry and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Time now is 1:52AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm the only one awake at home now. My brother's at his friend's house. The only light on is right above me. This is getting creepy. GOODNIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-6634667040767995713?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/6634667040767995713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-know-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/6634667040767995713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/6634667040767995713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-know-what.html' title='you know what?'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-4505395882474377453</id><published>2010-01-25T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T20:01:42.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some more new stuffs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Okay so I shall study hard and not rely on people too much with regards to Math.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I shall not disturb the trainee chemistry teacher in class with shitload of stupid questions and act as if I don't know a thing just to keep myself awake in class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I shall not sleep during all the Science lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I shall read the instructions and change the value of all time/measurements/whatever to 0.00 or 0.000 or 0.0 or whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I shall not guailan people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I shall be nice and smile every time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I shall not entertain people who doesn't deserve to be entertained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I shall not procrastinate and blog when I should be doing my A-Math homework......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Which is what I'm doing now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cannot stand it cannot stand it cannot stand it cannot stand it cannot stand it........ SIT LOR!!!!! And do my work. :-(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-4505395882474377453?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/4505395882474377453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/01/some-more-new-stuffs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/4505395882474377453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/4505395882474377453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/01/some-more-new-stuffs.html' title='Some more new stuffs'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-6629854011243479135</id><published>2010-01-22T22:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T02:42:42.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost believing this one's not pretend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;4 more weeks to common tests! Hahah instead of counting down to this why not we count down to Chinese New Year which is much much nearer? :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway not much about school. Everyday is about the same. New jokes created along the way, and studying in a stressful, tensed up environment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Still a bit upset over the China-students-come-to-school thing that I'm not selected to be the buddy just because I didn't write my name in English on such crappy piece of survey. That's just a lame excuse to: "Oh I want to choose the students I've taught before". Felt really lousy. Complained and whined all the way to class and then Mike got chosen also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Complained to Chinese teacher then she was all like, “放心，我会替你讨回公道的！” (don't worry, I will seek justice for you). Haha funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Then I said, “嗯！老师，要狠狠的骂杜老师一顿！！！！！” (Teacher, must scold Mr Toh!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;LOL. Never mind, let God decide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Treasure hunting for YF tomorrow! :) Wonder why no one sent the details for YF yet.. Haha. HOPE group not doing job! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Shagged.. Need some rest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every little thing I do, I do for you&lt;br /&gt;With every little thing, I think a thought of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I try so hard not to notice&lt;br /&gt;I try so hard not to care&lt;br /&gt;I try so hard not to know that you're not here&lt;br /&gt;But I'm counting down the hours&lt;br /&gt;And I'm counting up the days&lt;br /&gt;I try so hard not to show this side of me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-6629854011243479135?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/6629854011243479135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/01/almost-believing-this-ones-not-pretend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/6629854011243479135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/6629854011243479135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/01/almost-believing-this-ones-not-pretend.html' title='Almost believing this one&apos;s not pretend'/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-6128918265473938057</id><published>2010-01-18T20:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T20:16:57.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;OKAY HI LONG TIME NO BLOG :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday 16 January 2010&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The New Beginning of YF! Went to church early with Jamie to do homework. Haha in the end only did 2 questions of math.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Then I have no idea why I became the photographer again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Justin talk talk then talk till about how we gossip and stuffs.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jamie looks at me, I look at Jamie then, "YOU LAH YOU GOSSIP HAHA YOU"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;After that got into our groupings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Charity (Jun Hao):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lionel, Jamie, Valerie, Nicholas, Nicodemus, Titus, Pamela, Laura&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Joy (Daniel):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kelly, Jieshi, Sean, Rachel, Denise, Zhi Yun, Tze Shiun, Simeon, Joshua&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Faith (Justin):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Joel M, Valentino, Christabelle, Hui En, Sze Yi, Gloria, Sujay, Cheryl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hope (Alissa):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jervis, Deepak, Isaac Kua, Amayniah, Jolyn, Esaias, Dorcas, Joel Benn&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;:) Then went to play with paint - HANDPRINTING. Hahahaha Jamie and I purposely made our hands alien shaped before printing them on the YF Family Tree. Unique okay unique. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Had refreshments then talk talk with the group. Sing sang birthday song to Dorcas then headed to causeway point. Hahah Rachel, Isaac, Sze Yi, Zhi Yun and I rushed inside Daniel's car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;THEN ZHI YUN VERY FUNNY ON THE CAR LOH. ANYHOW DO SOME RANDOM SIGNS AT RANDOM STRANGERS THEN THE STRANGERS STARED INTO THE CAR. SOME MORE THE STRANGERS ARE FROM MY SCHOOL OKAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Talk talk with Isaac super loudly during dinner. Hahahahaha about mousehunt. :) Boliao..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Walk walk to cold storage with Justin, Sze Yi and Zhi Yun to get Sze Yi's toothbrush and some other stuffs for her camp then I kept wanting to play with the static thingy inside cold storage. Hahahahaha! Justin almost took some glass thing to hit me before I said, "OI THAT ONE $7.95!! YOU BREAK IT LAH. YOU PAY!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hehe got mcflurry from Justin again. BEST DAD EVER RIGHT HAHA. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday 17 January 2010&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Went to church in the morning then we are no longer having our sunday school classes at the balcony!!! :) Happy. But then we had the sec ones beside our room and they kept banging the door separating us and them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Then we were learning about Wisdom then some kid from the sec ones hit the door again then Matthias: "Oi your parents never teach you manners is it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dn Yap: "Hey hey what did we say just now? Think before you speak right? Now you're not only scolding the kid, you're scolding the parents just now."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Matthias: "Ya I know."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"I thought before I spoke."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;LOL GOSH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Then after church, went shopping with Kangling and Kangkwan. Hahahahaha fun :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;At night.. Chiong homework. :P Thanks Daniel and Justin for teachinggggg! Hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday 18 January 2010&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;NOTHING MUCH LOL NORMAL SCHOOL DAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hahahaha okay the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-6128918265473938057?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/6128918265473938057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/01/okay-hi-long-time-no-blog-saturday-16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/6128918265473938057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/6128918265473938057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/01/okay-hi-long-time-no-blog-saturday-16.html' title=''/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-2111402575939020830</id><published>2010-01-15T16:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T22:12:23.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;Haha I'm back to Tumblr again since they removed the tumblarity thing.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Different url this time round.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;a href="http://definitelyinfinite.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://definitelyinfinite.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;See you.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;FINE I SHALL NOT MOVE. I LOVE BLOGGER TOO MUCH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-2111402575939020830?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/2111402575939020830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/01/haha-im-back-to-tumblr-again-since-they.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/2111402575939020830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/2111402575939020830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/01/haha-im-back-to-tumblr-again-since-they.html' title=''/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-8198400833028435580</id><published>2010-01-12T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T18:21:56.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Homework homework homework, literally drowning in it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And yet I'm still procrastinating. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Seriously having a hard time trying to kill the sleepy bug in class. Hahahahahahaha. Sometimes really sleepy till I just stared at my own textbook and read on my own instead of listening to teachers talking from it. Then.. "Jieshi, you understand?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh anyway, there's really a lot of Chinese teachers who know my name. Why ah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And and, to the person who left your chinese compo paper on my desk by accident or that you really wanted to give me, can you please tell me who you are and do you want your paper back? If you really want to give me just because of my stupid "WHO HAS COMPO PAPER?", thanks a lot :) But I'd like to pay you back. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-8198400833028435580?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/8198400833028435580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/01/homework-homework-homework-literally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/8198400833028435580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/8198400833028435580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/01/homework-homework-homework-literally.html' title=''/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6903898071631234820.post-5253763141755520034</id><published>2010-01-09T14:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T14:48:10.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Finally!!!!!!!!!! Saturday! No more school for now :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But uh yah, the weekends are not really thrilling as there are homework. I only did like, 2/3 of E-math assignment yesterday night (12am - 4am). Hahahah. Even got Justin, Darian and Junhao to tutor me through MSN. (Thanks!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dead tired now. Gonna finish my E-Math now before heading for CYF 10th Anniversary. Then A-Math.. We shall see first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Stressful week. Finally the CCA Orientation is over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;7 - 9 hours of sleep each day is not enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6903898071631234820-5253763141755520034?l=lookiambehind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/feeds/5253763141755520034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/01/finally-saturday-no-more-school-for-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/5253763141755520034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6903898071631234820/posts/default/5253763141755520034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookiambehind.blogspot.com/2010/01/finally-saturday-no-more-school-for-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Jieshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07751421943711339418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ei9w-RXakts/SqxapidkbYI/AAAAAAAAA90/y5l5htHJlC4/S220/little+miss+sunshine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
