<?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-5687097</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:59:58.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Legend of the Wolf</title><subtitle type='html'>What goes on behind the scenes of Sun Xingzhe the invincible monkey. haha.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106855938844601026</id><published>2003-11-11T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-11T22:03:06.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok pple I've officially switched over to blogdrive. so pple go update ur links k? Me new site is at http://loneranger-thewolf.blogdrive.com . yep basically itz the same la. just change the blogspot to blogdrive. yep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106855938844601026?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106855938844601026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106855938844601026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106855938844601026' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106855723214521929</id><published>2003-11-11T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-11T21:27:09.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am NOT pissed at all. argh maybe I'll just move my blog over to blogdrive. It certainly looks more user friendly. ARGH now I've got my archive file index up. but then my template kenna lost. drats. ok NVM. then I try to click on the links to get back to my previous entries. THE LOVELY LINKS DUN WORK WAD. demmit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm I shall go check out blogdrive now. n yes I'm html illiterate. U GOT A PROBLEM WITH THAT?!?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106855723214521929?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106855723214521929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106855723214521929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106855723214521929' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106847142324125453</id><published>2003-11-10T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T21:37:00.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>attempting to search for scores online now. argh dem irritating. :( hey brass quintet if u all have the scores or can figure out the exact notes of the melody pls tell me k? oh yar pls tell me ur comfortable playing range if not I cant arrange the score!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k my main pt in this entry. An ode to all my wushu frens, namely Charmaine, Chalton, Ren Jie, Wan Yi, Pepsi n Wei Zong. yep our batch la.&lt;br /&gt;Remember our very first lesson. only me char n chal. then about 2 lessons later, Ren Jie n Wan Yi joined us, then another 2 lessons later, Pepsi n Wei Zong. Ok. Still remember how Ren Jie first came in slippers for class. then his slippers kept flying away. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Still remember how we all train together... Chal fu4 ze2 memorize wadever tao4 lu4 we're supposed to know, I do the perfecting after lao shi goes thru in detail...&lt;br /&gt;Still remember all our strong pts... Charmaine was a fast learner... she learn 7 mths go take exam liao... so she's one belt rank higher than all of us... yep.&lt;br /&gt;Chalton was our "computer". he can remember all the tao4 lu4 s like nth at all... not like us so forgetful... haha.&lt;br /&gt;Wan Yi was excellent at sword... n she was the oldest one... yar she was the coolest of us all la... &lt;br /&gt;Ren Jie was our kai1 xin1 guo3... probably my best buddy out of everyone... yar... lao shi cant stand him for some reason... almost punish him for no apparent reason... sigh... lost touch with him... remember our first exam? yar must do in pairs. then at first I not scared one. then u kept saying "I very scared leh!!! How?!?" wah biang in the end I also freak out. But the tao4 lu4 s first time we do together n so got mo4 qi4. we were like do until seems like we practise together very long to make sure we do at the same pace. haha. but U AH. MAKE ME LAUGH. in the end the last stance both of us slouched n bent our heads down so that we dun burst out laughing. ITZ ALL UR FAULT. argh. but then our results quite gd la. I got 85% u got 80%. man remember lao shi's face when he saw ur marks? :D&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi... well he was the strongest of us all. he was also vice monitor for a while b4 he decided to quit... sigh. nice guy. very nice style. we always say he shua3 cool... haha.&lt;br /&gt;Wei Zong's tan2 tiao4 was the zaiest la. freak. then he quit to go join thai boxing. -_-" haish quite sad la he can do the most difficult thing so well... ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me... well what else can I say? I'm ban1 zhang3 now. I'm supposed to be quite gd... but then now out of our whole gang, our big family, only me, char n chal r left. not say that trg is not fun now la... just that... leng3 qing1 le4 xu3 duo1... smtimes when I see the jnrs like playing together n ragging each other during trg, I'll remember the times we had together... jking with our snrs, wowing at da4 shixiong's tan2 tiao4... secretly learn the tao4 lu4 s we werent supposed to... (ok fine lao shi knew anyway. he just kept quiet)... analysing tao4 lu4 s... talking crap... making fun of each other... coming up with names for some of the things ren jie does... like "philbert plucking the dasies" (wan yi) n " philbert chopping the grass" (me) haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really miss the times we had together... the memories never fail to bring a smile onto my face... but then when reality sinks in that ur no longer learning with us... these memories make me wanna cry... really miss u guys...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106847142324125453?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106847142324125453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106847142324125453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106847142324125453' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106846730931551993</id><published>2003-11-10T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T20:28:26.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>attempting to do my theory now. have no idea how to do lor. rusty rusty rusty. argh. 7-6 suspension. wad's that man? my gosh. n I was like in front of my piano teacher pretending like I know liddat. whoa not loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yar today went for the bio chem workshop at ngee ann poly today. first me, kit n feng yi walked all the way to blk 34 only to realize our workshop not held there. ok never mind. we only took 20 minutes to get there wad. then we walked all the way from there to blk 40. wah lau. waste time. then we went in. my gosh damn sad la. whole workshop only got 6 pple (including us). the 3 other pple were from st pats, according to kit. yep.&lt;br /&gt;then the lecturer ah. wah mei2 you3 hua4 shuo1. cannot hear him mah. then kit said I'm deaf bcos she could hear. ok FINE la. not my problem that his English was so gd that my extensive powderful engrish cannot handle la. reminded me of mr yee's lecturer who said "ton gewe" instead of "tongue". argh wadever.&lt;br /&gt;but the experiment was fun. made aspirin. mine n kit's ah. wah nearly cannot make it. I look at ours. I look at feng yi's n the other st pat guy's one. then I look at the other 2 st pat guys' one. then I look at kit. "eh kit ah. is it just me or is our sample super wet?" then she started er-ing at me n said ours is wet. wow. fascinating. but in the end our % yield was the highest. hehz I bet itz bcos the water adds on to the wt. but who cares man. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Whoa I'm telling u this whole workshop thing is a conspiracy la. we go there n they give us brochures n wasted dunno how long advertising ngee ann poly n "encouraging" us to come np after we graduate from sec sch. NO WAY man. wah biang np is in clementi la. n I stay at the other end of s'pore only wad. n the sch is so big I'll probably get lost in there every single day. I prefer jc. got sch uniform!!! :) yes I LOVE wearing sch u. serious. okok I shall not say anymore in case got np pple read this n come bash me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. ok maybe I'll leave the ode to my wushu frens for the next entry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106846730931551993?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106846730931551993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106846730931551993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106846730931551993' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106838823580355415</id><published>2003-11-09T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-09T22:30:33.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;TABLE BORDER="0" BGCOLOR="#000000" CELLPADDING="2" CELLSPACING="0" ALIGN="CENTER"&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD VALIGN="CENTER" ALIGN="CENTER"&gt;&lt;TABLE CELLPADDING="8" CELLSPACING="0" BGCOLOR="#CCCCCC" WIDTH="300"&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE BORDER="0"&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD VALIGN="CENTER" ALIGN="CENTER" WIDTH="30"&gt;&lt;TABLE BORDER="0" BGCOLOR="#000000" CELLPADDING="1" CELLSPACING="0"&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD VALIGN="CENTER" ALIGN="CENTER"&gt;&lt;TABLE CELLPADDING="0" CELLSPACING="0" BGCOLOR="#0033FF" WIDTH="15" HEIGHT="15"&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD NOWRAP&gt; &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD VALIGN="CENTER" ALIGN="CENTER" WIDTH="30"&gt;&lt;TABLE BORDER="0" BGCOLOR="#000000" CELLPADDING="1" CELLSPACING="0"&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD VALIGN="CENTER" ALIGN="CENTER"&gt;&lt;TABLE CELLPADDING="0" CELLSPACING="0" BGCOLOR="#0066FF" WIDTH="15" HEIGHT="15"&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD NOWRAP&gt; &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD VALIGN="CENTER" ALIGN="CENTER" WIDTH="30"&gt;&lt;TABLE BORDER="0" BGCOLOR="#000000" CELLPADDING="1" CELLSPACING="0"&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD VALIGN="CENTER" ALIGN="CENTER"&gt;&lt;TABLE CELLPADDING="0" CELLSPACING="0" BGCOLOR="#0099FF" WIDTH="15" HEIGHT="15"&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD NOWRAP&gt; &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD VALIGN="CENTER" ALIGN="CENTER" WIDTH="30"&gt;&lt;TABLE BORDER="0" BGCOLOR="#000000" CELLPADDING="1" CELLSPACING="0"&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD VALIGN="CENTER" ALIGN="CENTER"&gt;&lt;TABLE CELLPADDING="0" CELLSPACING="0" BGCOLOR="#00CCFF" WIDTH="15" HEIGHT="15"&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD NOWRAP&gt; &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD VALIGN="CENTER" ALIGN="CENTER"&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="arial,helvetica" SIZE="4" COLOR="#0066FF"&gt;&lt;B&gt;BLUE&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="arial,helvetica" SIZE="2" COLOR="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give your love and friendship unconditionaly. 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ARGH. n YES it was that silly teacher once again. n he came with his wife n son ONLY WAD. n his wife no eyes n no sense of touch one... she sat on chal's sword ONLY WAD. stupid a**h*l*. grrr. &lt;br /&gt;then got new students today. 3 of them. quan2 dou1 zhong1 kan4 bu4 zhong1 yong4. grrr. n best one lor all 3 of them. tell them to try smthing. zheng4 ti4. basic of all basics. "I don't know!!" WAH BIANG WTH LA. u dun try how r u going to know whether u can or not? this is called SEVERE ATTITUDE PROBLEM. sh*t them all. grrr. then that stupid teacher had to come n look at me with the kind of "dun be too harsh on them look". I mean come on la. Last time if we dare to give that kind of shit attitude n standard to our snrs, they'll scold us like mad la. n we'll get punished also lor. arghargharghargh. so pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;Then char, chal n I were like saying how come our jnrs all so lousy n they seem to be getting worse. as in the newer the jnr the worse the standard la. I mean we dun remember ever being so lousy la. n of cos we had much more common sense. no cannot say more bcos our darling jnrs dun even HAVE common sense in the first place. grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;But honestly I think that trg is getting like more n more slack la. Even I'm getting stricter than lao shi. :P ok fine but come on lor last time wah lao shi's expectations of us were like sky high. then now ah... haish... *shakes head*. But I suppose must be bcos of the fact that our class is getting smaller n smaller n smaller. but on the course of getting bigger again la. not that that's a confirm gd thing. Wad's the use of quantity when quality is absent? ok back to wad I was saying. as in the grp of us under lao shi last time, namely me, char, chal, ren jie, wan yi, pepsi, nicole, shankar n dunno who else la, now like just left me, char n chal. which is damn sad la. then lao shi decided it was bcos he was too strict with us. but come on lor. the others cant stick on itz their own business rite? I mean strict is strict, yes true we had our hard times, felt tortured, very wei3 qu1, smtimes very bu4 fu2 very angry with lao shi... but then look at our standard now la. our ji1 ben3 gong1 is like firm la. gd foundation. we really have to thank lao shi for that lor. I mean if he was super slack with us last time, we probably won't be this gd now.&lt;br /&gt;Then now cos lao shi is getting slacker with our standards, apart from me, now improvement takes a longer time la. which is not gd at all. but then lao shi is still strict towards me la. like one mm off for a stance he'll make noise already. he still demands high quality from me la. which is gd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... why am I waiting? why do I want to wait? I guess itz my own problem... just trying my luck online... waiting for someone that might not appear... just trying my luck...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106838760757402562?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106838760757402562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106838760757402562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106838760757402562' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106837571499648262</id><published>2003-11-09T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-09T19:01:53.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dunno why I keep coming online nowadays. not much pt. except... ok nvm.&lt;br /&gt;went for tuition just now. raining so darn heavily. almost couldn't make it to the bus stop. thank gdness humans are insoluble in water. if not I'll would probably have dissolved to nth. the umbrella was of literally no help at all. still got drenched in the end. argh. n yes I havent changed out of my wet clothes yet. bet I'm going to catch cold afterwards. got trg afterwards. hope lao shi comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tuition took bus 16 home. n it was the "gd morning gd afternoon gd evening" bus driver. argh everytime I take 16 I'll pray hard itz not him la. wah biang n today like everyone at the bus stop kenna wet, I was like completely drenched. then our super polite bus driver like splashed water at us. then door open. "hello gd evening!" wah biang stupid. everyone so damn pek cek liao u still "hello gd evening!" demmit. ok now I shall say why I HATE taking his bus. He drive rite. wah lau whole day jerk jerk jerk jerk. then always kenna stopped at almost all the traffic lights thru'out the course of my journey. jerk jerk jerk. stupid pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh k I must go eat my super pathetic dinner consisting of 2 pieces of bread n a slice of omelette n a cup of milo now. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106837571499648262?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106837571499648262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106837571499648262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106837571499648262' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106830521106542148</id><published>2003-11-08T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-08T23:26:48.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>v-e-r-y s-i-a-n n-o-w. argh. indu hogging me to play games with her.&lt;br /&gt;ok fine finally got some time to myself. played bejeweled with her n got trashed like mad. haish. k back to my sianess again. shall listen to saigon. &lt;br /&gt;k. woke up at 8 this morning. record man. considering I wake up at like arnd 11 nowadays. then I see my dad not at home. my mom still sleeping. still felt very tired n drained so I went back to sleep n woke up again at 12. wah taibangle.&lt;br /&gt;actually still felt quite pain in the lower abs la... although yesterday I practised qigong like twice b4 I went to sleep to try to clear the "residual qi4". apparently it din help much. ached like anything today. but at least itz not muscle pain. so I'm not complaining. sian sian sian so sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. I wanna watch Ong Bak!! u know the thai movie. yar. my gosh the actor dunno wad's his name la. my gosh he's gd la. I wanna watch!!! someone go with me!!! if not I'll go myself as a last resort. hehz. no that is not loser at all. actually I dun really mind going alone leh. never tried going alone b4. hmmm. maybe I shld leh. haha. since my parents think itz not worth watching. fine I'll go myself. but I'm completely broke after throwing $15 down the drain at pizza hut yesterday. argh. I only have like $5 left? oh yar still got pple owe me $$$. Jermaine owes me $3, sec 2s owe me $3.30, Clara owes me $0.50. so after these debts are cleared, I'll be $6.80 richer. then I'll have enuf $$ to go watch Ong Bak!!! yay!!! EH PPLE WHO OWE ME $$ PAY UP OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. Miss Saigon is very nice!!! I wanna play it!!! seen the tuba score b4. attempted to play it b4. actually the snrs forced me to play during one of the alumni pracs. cos iris lent her instru (the miraphone) to Erin, then Sarah lent hers to Jinglin I think. so I was the only person left with a tuba excluding the 4 snrs. then need 4 players. just nice. I look at the score. I nearly fainted. wah biang I kept getting lost. then Jinglin just like jabbing in the air cos she couldnt reach my score. then I dunno where she pting to. so I just aiya think itz there sounds like itz there then just play la. wah biang not loser at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. maybe I shld get back to my knitting. heez I managed to sew 2 pieces together today. n u cant see the stiches lor. wah that's so great. very proud of myself. Chelle's bdae coming. dunno wad to get her. argh. Jerm's bdae n Nat's bdae also coming. dunno wad to get them. arrrrgggghhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106830521106542148?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106830521106542148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106830521106542148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106830521106542148' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106821341784525837</id><published>2003-11-07T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-07T21:56:55.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O level MT exams today. &lt;br /&gt;paper 1: man I havent written such a shuang3 essay in a very long time. felt so shiok. I just kept writing n writing n crapping my head off. heez.&lt;br /&gt;paper 2: man this was like quite simple la. then when I write an answer to a seemingly ez looking qns, I'll like hesitate. "Eh cant be that simple rite?" in the end I heck man. just write. compre was the best. qns 1 copy para 1. qns 2 copy para 2. so on n so forth. damn shiok. I had like one whole hour to do the compre. so I like write super slowly, write nice nice. in the end last qns still had abt 25 minutes or so... so I wrote one sentence, stoned for a while, write another sentence, stone again until I finished the qns. then realized still had 15 minutes left. so I took the time to redo the whole paper on the qns booklet. then double check. triple check. check until I got so sian. argh. felt like sleeping, but I was in the first row. forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yar. today was chao1 suai1. I got to the busstop super late. so I took a cab to sch. got a bit car sick. nvm. went to band rm to study. realize I only know the ge2 shi4 of yi4 lun4 wen2 n nth else. best man. then I realized I din bring my entry proof. wah that was the limit man. faster rush to GO to get another one. cost me $10.40 k. wah biang so ex. then went up to classrm. n the teacher din even check to see if we had any entry proof or not. WAH BIANG. waste my money. THE SCH CHEATED MY MONEY. argh. ok la also my fault for not realizing that the entry proof existed.&lt;br /&gt;but the teacher was very nice! ahh she's so nice. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday couldnt sleep mah. so I decided to practise a bit of qigong to help myself get to sleep. it worked. but I din shou1 gong1. wah biang all the qi4 escaped from the dan1 tian2 la. then during paper 1, I write halfway wah biang all of a sudden my side pain like mad. I knew that was the "escaped qi4" at work la. could actually feel the qi4 rushing thru' my body like mad. then ok nvm. ren3 zhu4.&lt;br /&gt;b/w paper 1 n paper 2. was studying in class. the pain came back like 3 times worse. then I got so irritated I kept snapping at shermin. sry sherms... I'm not pissed with u... just irritated cos the pain was real bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok after exam went PS to eat dinner with xh, kit n yn. pizza hut. cundnt finish the spaghetti. then the pain just got worse. really felt like throwing up... bleah. ok shall not talk abt it. then hung arnd PS after seeing xh off at the mrt station. saw this super cute piggie toy which kit insisted was ugly. hmpf. then went bus stop... met lydia n jermaine... waited for bus. bus came. said bye to lydia. boarded bus. felt like puking again. ate gan1 cao3. felt better. went home. cleared the "escaped qi4" thru' natural biological methods. whew. all better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106821341784525837?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106821341784525837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106821341784525837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106821341784525837' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106804942230335798</id><published>2003-11-06T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T00:23:40.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bz mugging now. no I am NOT pissed at all. grrr. wonder why am I studying all the stupid ci2 yu3 s like mad. like hello 1/8 dun exist, 1/8 are pretty duh (eg. zhang1 lang2 ie cockroach) like wth la. grr grr grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n the best part is that I have TWO dictionaries in front of me. one is bought from school in sec 1, which is total crap. n the other one is bought this yr. the better one. but the latter doesnt say what type of ci2 yu3 it is, like whether itz a verb, adjective wadever. yar. hence must use the 1st one.&lt;br /&gt;if itz similar definitions given still ok la. but like half of the definitions are DIFFERENT. so I waste like dunno how much time trying to decide which one is more accurate. argh. waste my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O level MT is like friday la. n I havent even finished si4 shang4 yet. how fast is that lor. like pple come n tell me "die havent do sec 4 yet!! how?!?" then I ask them "u havent started studying?" then they say "no I finished sec 1, 2 n 3 already" WHOA that is mugging for u. n look at me. started on sec 4 havent even finished shang4 yet. n pple study from shou3 ce4 I study from dictionary only wad. then pple come n tell me how zai they think I am. I mean come on la. if I'm zai I wud have finished all 4 yrs already la. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm decided maybe I won't sleep today. shall just carrying on mugging. actually I have no more reason to be online, as in signed in to msn. maybe I'll just wait until all my contacts are offline b4 I sign out. the computer is getting increasingly distracting. that's self discipline for u. argh.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm will just mug until I finish si4 shang4 b4 I go to sleep. which will probably be never la. choy choy. okok shall not curse myself. shall get back to mugging. *yawns*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106804942230335798?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106804942230335798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106804942230335798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106804942230335798' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106786718777499327</id><published>2003-11-03T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T21:46:25.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm. actually I wanted to see whether I could resist the temptation to come online anot. set myself an "abstaining" period until after O level MT. looks like my self discipline failed me again. actually needed to check the nat geog sub thingie. but I din sign in msn k. that was a few hours ago. now... erbhz. hehheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually I guess the "resisting" wasnt really hard. I just din really feel like coming online. since there's no temptation to start with... I guess the resisting part was a bit erpz. ok I'm not making sense again. wadever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to update that script. realized I left out this huge impt chunk. argh. realized that like a wk ago. then din feel like turning on the com. sigh. actually I know exactly what and how I want to update the script. but for some reason... I dun really feel like it. but then there wud be a kind of "hole" in the story... n it wun be very complete without that part. but then... nth is perfect la... smtimes maybe a bit of imperfection might even enhance the beauty of the object... dunno where I read that. but I think itz true... yu3 qi2 wan2 mei3 wu2 xia2, bu4 ru2 rang4 ta1 you2 dian3 xia2 ci1 de4 mei3, fan3 er2 geng4 zhen1 shi2. yep. &lt;br /&gt;aiya so mao2 dun4. hmmm see how. wait until after Os on friday la... then I go update. hehheh. provided ji4 tuo1 zhi1 ren2 dun come hounding after me for the script. heez. lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k wad else? oh yar trg yesterday. lao shi din come again sadly. n he got some dunno come from where relief teacher to take us. ok nvm. but quite pai seh la I was like late for trg. n I'm ban1 zhang3 only wad. wor gd example. then wah biang the whole class was like waiting for me. -_-''' super pai seh. then this relief teacher ah... ok I shall list out all the "evil doings" he did. *clears throat* ahem ahem.&lt;br /&gt;1) He's only a relief teacher n he was super kay po. He was like asking us qns like "wad sch r u from?", "how long have u been learning?" etc.&lt;br /&gt;2) He gave me the "Oh my gosh" look n he STARED arnd the whole class with the "Can u believe that?" look when I told him I was from Raffles.&lt;br /&gt;3) He kept ka ci aoing us during warm ups.&lt;br /&gt;4) He thinks that I, as ban1 zhang3 shld go take part in wushu comps. as in itz a MUST. a NECESSITY. wadever.&lt;br /&gt;5) He kept criticizing our style. I mean HELLO?!? lao shi always said our style was quite gd. so is he trying to say that lao shi is no gd?&lt;br /&gt;6) He criticized lao shi's way of teaching OUTRIGHT. I mean wth la. Lao shi has been teaching me, char n chal since we were beginners la. as in even if u think u'r more correct, there's no need to criticize our teacher to our face right? after all, you're ONLY a relief teacher. &lt;br /&gt;7) He praises that super new beginner on everything he/she (we havent found out which) does. I mean come on la. Itz evident that his/her ji1 ben3 gong1 is like sh*t la. How come you can praise him/her to the skies when he/she doesnt even put in the effort to try, n u can scold me, char n chal for doing smth that is right? *glares*&lt;br /&gt;8) He acts smart. What makes u so sure that U'R correct n lao shi is wrong? He like tried to change everything we did in our tao4 lu4 la. zi4 zuo4 cong1 ming2. *pulls raspberry*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. I shall not continue. I just hope lao shi comes back next wk. even if he doesnt, at least get one of the shi xiongs or wang lao shi or xu lao shi to come back la. at least they know their stuff. nonono shld get zhou lao shi to come back!!! ok no lao shi shld just COME BACK. OH PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106786718777499327?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106786718777499327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106786718777499327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106786718777499327' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106743413797699445</id><published>2003-10-29T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T21:28:57.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY!! Finally finished that script. I find it kinda cliche in a way... but I guess it wud have to do. :) Wonder what the video will turn out to be like... hmmm... haha shall not elaborate on this. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep interclass PE yesterday. Played floorball even tho' my leg was still hurting. Din regret it man. It was really fun. I spent half the time laughing instead of playing. Floorball is violent. The ball keeps flying into the air vertically up instead of horizontally across the court. I guess we got trashed a bit la. But on the whole it was ok, compared to what the rugby players went thru'. Now THEY got trashed. like mad. I shall not explain how they got trashed or I'll be the one to get bashed up. Hehz if u want to know go ask them urself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Din go school today. Woke up this morning left leg cramp. So I spent 15 minutes explaining to my mom why I shldnt go to sch. She finally got convinced and I went back to sleep. Went to sinseh this afternoon. I was not in my right sense of mind bcos I told my mom I DUN mind trying ACCUPUNTURE. She kept telling me it doesn't hurt. N I BELIEVED HER. but honestly it wasnt as bad as I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok first needle that went in was ok. it din hurt. just felt that the area arnd the needle went kinda numb. ok nvm. then 2nd needle went in. this time rnd could actually feel the prick la. ok nvm. THEN THE SINSEH STARTED TURNING THE NEEDLE TO MAKE IT GO DEEPER. *pants* wah biang now THAT HURT. ok nvm 3rd needle. it hurt even more so I tensed up. then she still tried to force the needle in. which made it hurt even more. ok nvm. last needle i think. guess where she put it? BEHIND MY KNEE. wah biang when the needle went in I nearly yelled. painpainpainpainpain. ok nvm. the story's not finished yet. Then she said she was going to pass electricity THRU' the needles. ELECTRICITY ok. then the voltage was not high only what. could actually feel the needle jumping. I took one look at the jumping electrified needle and I regreted str away. cos abt only half of each needle was left outside my leg only wad. 20minutes of electrified needles. that was the part that really hurt. now the area where one of the needles were is now like red. ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. debating whether I shld go n sleep now or stay up to watch Files of Young Kindaichi. Itz a movie la. But I've watched the cartoon version b4. apparently the case remained unsolved or smth. cant really remember. that was in sec1 i think. But the guy who acts as Kindaichi is so shuai4!!!!! Song1 Ben3 Run4!!!! n I think Miyuki is very pretty... haish... dunno la. see whether my mom will chase me off to sleep anot. hmmm maybe I shld record it down n watch another day. eh cannot. no more tapes liao. all used to record International Varsity Debates. DRATS. or maybe I shld use the Team B tape. Since I dun understand wad they'r saying anyway. But those debates are funny!!! aiya how? drats. Why cant they broadcast the movie on saturday instead? *glares*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106743413797699445?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106743413797699445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106743413797699445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106743413797699445' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106726308440575532</id><published>2003-10-27T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-27T21:58:04.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok I admit I'm wasting time once again. Supposed to be typing out that script. but I ended up talking to qiao qi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched International Varsity Debates today. Friendly match. Itz BORING. ok maybe I was feeling tired n restless n all, but I dun really like friendly matches. there's not much thrill. 1999's friendly match was also pretty boring. dunno la. I always feel quite sian after the finals. like the most fiery match will be over, then everyone calm down liao not that much enthusiam. then the atmosphere will be quite sian sian. then not that nice.&lt;br /&gt;Only nice thing was the guest panelists' questions. All the best debaters seem to be debating with the debaters instead of asking them questions. so funny. then Lu Yiming n Yu Lei were quite pissed off with the timer. Lu Yiming was like "Eh why the timer liddat?" n he was almost hopping already. so funny. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel like eating ice cream now. even tho' my stomach is aching a bit. k I shall not eat it. I WILL NOT EAT THE ICE CREAM. hmmm. biscuits anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106726308440575532?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106726308440575532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106726308440575532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106726308440575532' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106699984891621679</id><published>2003-10-24T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T20:50:48.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>International Varsity Debates Team A Finals today. Sun Yat-Sen University (Proposition) vs Shih Hsin University (Opposition). The motion: A favourable environment is more beneficial towards a person's development (Shun4 jing4 geng4 neng2 cu4 shi3 ren2 de4 quan2 mian4 fa1 zhan3). cant remember the exact words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow today's debate has got to be the best one I've ever seen. It was really really fast paced n both teams were real well matched. All the debaters were so so zai. They were eloquent n humourous n of cos super quick witted. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the debate, I was like din know which side to support liao. Their pts were all so gd n their rebuttal was fantastic. It was a very close match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk I shall stop commenting. Best Debater: Hwang Chih Chung (Shih Hsin) :D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah when the results were announced my hands started sweating like mad. The chairpersons announced the pts first b4 the winning side la. 930 to 931. wah biang win by one pt. woohoo things started getting very exciting. then both my parents were supporting Shih Hsin la. ok irrelevant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The results: Proposition: 931, Opposition: 930. Yep China won. I hafta agree that they'r really excellent, tho' a little sad that Shih Hsin lost. ah well. what can I say? someone has to win. both teams were excellent. ok I'm running out of things to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there's another friendly debate match tmr. same time same channel. must watch ah! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106699984891621679?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106699984891621679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106699984891621679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106699984891621679' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106698879212316547</id><published>2003-10-24T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T17:46:31.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalala decided to continue having my tagboard anyway. decided that it wud be stupid to give others the satisfaction of thinking that they've succeeded in affecting me. well u have not so there. *pulls raspberry*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continue spamming my tagboard continue writing all u want. I dun care. ur only showing me that u have nth better to do. bah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106698879212316547?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106698879212316547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106698879212316547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106698879212316547' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106698356302159185</id><published>2003-10-24T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T16:20:49.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well well well. Let's just say that some pple seem to be very interested on how stupid I can get. whatever. *rolls eyeballs* lalala. decided to delete off my tagboard to save myself the hassle of clearing "hate tags". lalala. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then like what I read recently, Ng King Kang wrote that for pple to write such things abt u, u really must have smth quite 'shen' abt u. if not pple wun bother wasting time writing such things. so let me take the time to say thank u I appreciate ur efforts. *pulls raspberry* ok fine those last 2 lines din really make much sense. hmm hmm hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heez maybe I offended someone unknowingly n that someone(s) is taking revenge on my tagboard. haha. well well well. some pple just can get so free. heh heh scarly I dun even know the person n vice versa. but if the person knows me then itz damn sad. n if I know the person then itz damn unfortunate for me. bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attempting to do my holiday hw now. hehz bu4 hui4 zuo4. wadever. just rotting online. bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today International Varsity Debates Team A finals. must watch ah. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106698356302159185?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106698356302159185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106698356302159185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106698356302159185' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106691545090510189</id><published>2003-10-23T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-23T21:24:10.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was Team B's finals. Columbia (Proposition) vs Stokholm (Opposition). Motion: It's more stressful to be a woman in modern society. smth liddat. Both teams were real gd. tho' the exchange of pts werent very fast, they were clear in their arguements n the debaters were very humourous. :) Well not much to say, except that itz quite entertaining n that Columbia won by a narrow margin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Shall move on to smth more serious. Maybe some pple shld just like GET A LIFE. What I write here is my own business. How I write it is also my own business. If u not happy then DUN READ WAD I WRITE. itz a matter of choice wad. u chose to read my blog n u face the consequences. u think my writing sucks n u feel like puking, well, that's ur problem.&lt;br /&gt;Also, if u wanna criticize someone, then like dun make it like anonymous la. if u dare to say, u'll dare to say who u r. &lt;br /&gt;If u really think I suck, say it to my face. If u really think my blog sucks, then please go read someone else's. *pulls raspberry*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106691545090510189?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106691545090510189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106691545090510189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106691545090510189' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106682704231053722</id><published>2003-10-22T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T20:50:41.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today got back the rest of our papers. wah biang. shall not elaborate. it was very disappointing. esp my chem n Chinese. specifically Chinese. sigh. but at least I passed everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back piano prac exam results today. I GOT MERIT!!!! 124/150. yep so happy ok. n the examiner's comments were very uplifting. :) lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;International Varsity Debates updates. Today was Moscow vs Stokholm (cant spell). yep on whether men shld be the ones bringing back the bacon. (nan2 zhu3 wai4, nu2 zhu3 nei4) then it was quite followable. yep. Moscow won in the end, tho' I think their 4th debater is a bit the erpz. ok ok. tmr is Team B finals. Columbia vs Moscow. sounds quite farni. hehz must watch ah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr got stupid kao cha. Tmr kao cha today then tell us. thx lor. dun feel like studying. Cheng2 yu3 1--128. The Chinese dept is very very _____. ok fill in the blank urself with any word as long as itz a curse word. self invented one also can. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday thought my shoulder getting much better. well. it din. it got worse today. aching away now. o...u...c...h...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106682704231053722?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106682704231053722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106682704231053722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106682704231053722' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106674300487510047</id><published>2003-10-21T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-21T21:30:04.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okok shall talk abt International Varsity Debates once again. ahem ahem.&lt;br /&gt;Today was Uni of Columbia (US) vs Ani Shyam Uni (Egypt). ok fine I cant spell the Egypt uni.  Motion: To save or to spend? (cun2 qian2 bi3 hua1 qian2 hua2 suan4) smthing like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the 1st time in my life, I must admit that I &lt;strong&gt;couldnt&lt;/strong&gt; follow the debate &lt;strong&gt;at all&lt;/strong&gt;. I was heavily reliant on subtitles today. I finally appreciate them. if not for them, I'll just prob be sitting there stoning for one whole hr. But it was really very funny. partly cos both sides din know what the other was talking abt. esp the Egypt side wor. their Chinese is dunno how many times worse than the US side. okok I shld stop being racist. but itz a fact la. They r really very the zi4 yi3 wei2 shi4 lor. wah biang. wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guest panelists were like laughing their heads off at what the debaters said. damn farni. dumb. lame. but farni. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, US (proposition) won. 862 to 810. wah biang still can get so high. heez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok smth not relevant to the debates: I wanna go for RJ open house!!!! heez. eh I'm sec 3 only hor. but then I read the open house thingie on RJC's website. n it sounded really cool. BUT IT'S ON A THURSDAY!!! I HAVE BAND PRAC!!!! argh. but then even if I dun have, my mom also wun let me go. I asked her already. as in that time when I read it off the website. she thought I was MAD only wad. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106674300487510047?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106674300487510047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106674300487510047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106674300487510047' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106674249222228454</id><published>2003-10-21T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-21T21:21:32.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got back English, Amaths, Emaths, SS n Geog papers today. WHOA the results were &lt;strong&gt;damn uplifting&lt;/strong&gt;. SO can boost my self esteem only wad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my mom yesterday, "eh Mom, if I can hit 70 for my English, let's open a bottle of champagne shall we?" then guess wad she said? "ke2 yi3 na3 dao4 zai4 shuo1." WHOA so encouraging. then I got back the English paper today. paper 1 I got like 46/60. wah biang so shocked ok. much higher than I expected. Hasal actually gave me &lt;strong&gt;22/30&lt;/strong&gt; for my compo. madness. then paper 2. 29/50. quite pleased with myself. then I added oral marks. 34/40. then I calculated. my eyes nearly popped out when I saw the number on the screen. 70.86666666667. that means I got 71 wor! yay. hehz first time I managed to hit an A for English since gdness knows when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then got back SS. SBQ Png was like santa clause. he actually gave me 18/25 wor! wah biang so happy ok. then got back SEQ. also marked by png. wah biang he was chao kiam la. 11/25. then I tried to convince myself that it said 17/25. n that 8 + 3 =17. wor damn smart. but overall quite pleased with my ss. but then it means that if I want to get A1 for combined humans, I'll have to get 23/25 for each lit essay qns. which is SO going to happen lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amaths. shall not go into details of how I nearly cried after seeing my marks. not cry for joy hor. definitely not. but at least I passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emaths. woohoo I GOT A1 OK!!! I GOT AN A1 FOR MY EMATHS. ok fine it aint very high la. but gd enuf. :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah biang was so happy again ok. then we had to get our geog papers back. Wah lao self esteem became non-existent once again. It was worse than worse ok. It was TOTALLY SHIT. first time I got so damn low for geog. argh argh argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting back the rest of the papers tmr. hmmm. hope chem wun let me down. hope Chinese paper 1 will pull up the overall grade. hope Chinese paper 2 not that screwed. hope Bio wun do too badly, apart from the fact that I thought "punctured the chest wall" meant that there was a hole in ur chest with a broken rib sticking out of ur body thru it when it actually meant the LUNG CAVITY. tmd. hope physics wun fail. hope louisa lee was in gd mood when she marked my lit paper. woo hoo. hope I wun si3 de2 tai4 can3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106674249222228454?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106674249222228454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106674249222228454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106674249222228454' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106665479785018409</id><published>2003-10-20T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-20T20:59:57.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's debates was Uni of Malaya vs Shih Hsin Uni. Motion: Tech promotes overall developement in Man. smth liddat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As expected, nice fiery debate. For M'sia, the debaters made their pts LOOK strforward, but actually there was underlying meanings. nice bit of work of catching ths Shih Hsin debaters unaware. element of surprise. shih hsin's pts were nice n strforward. very strong n convincing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best debater was shih hsin's 3rd debater. huang zhi zhong. he rocks. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;results. M'sia (proposition): 884. Shih Hsin (opposition): 893.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHIH HSIN WON!!!!!!! YAYYYY!!!!!! SHIH HSIN ROCKS!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; :D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106665479785018409?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106665479785018409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106665479785018409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106665479785018409' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106664868135298901</id><published>2003-10-20T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-20T19:18:01.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haish still din manage to go swimming today. okok how many times have I said that? eh but really I got all my swimming stuff ready n I caught a bus down to chalton swimming pool. my mom n I got lost but we finally found the pool. n guess wad. &lt;strong&gt;THE SWIMMING COMPLEX WAS CLOSED.&lt;/strong&gt; yes so I tried to act smart n went to the side door see whether can climb over the gate a not. then guess wad I saw. &lt;strong&gt;THE POOL HAD NO WATER IN IT.&lt;/strong&gt; then this very nice passer by came n told us that the complex had been closed for &lt;strong&gt;FOUR MTHS&lt;/strong&gt; ALREADY. isnt that so lovely. simply wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my mom n I went to eat tau suan at the nearby market. then we went down to orchard centrept to eat lunch. haish damn sad. oh yar I missed sch today. shant elaborate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106664868135298901?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106664868135298901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106664868135298901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106664868135298901' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106657489765540425</id><published>2003-10-19T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-19T22:48:17.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>realized I've been blogging a lot these days. hmm. ah well. that's wad happens when ur too relaxed. managed to finish my theory today. quite reluctant to do it, cos it was melody writing n I hate that. I dun really like theory anyway. hehz. cant remember whether I was supposed to do 2 or 4 qns. so I did all 4. hehz. faster I finish grade 7 theory the better. then can move on to grade 8. actually supposed to have the grade 8 theory exam next yr nov. but then got 'o's, so I postponed it to J1 march. more time anyway. but then again, see how 1st la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back for trg today. &lt;strong&gt;SO SHIOK&lt;/strong&gt;omgosh. I sweated like mad n it felt so damn &lt;strong&gt;good&lt;/strong&gt;. yep we started late as usual. then as usual the 3 newest jnrs nearly caused me to have a heart attack. :( yep but on the whole I enjoyed trg a lot a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;char forgot her sword today. so lao shi lent me his n I lent char mine. my gosh lao shi's sword is so darn heavy. n itz super long. then he made us like hold the various stances with the sword k. then my hand was like cannot make it liao cos itz really very heavy. but trg felt so so so so gd! hehz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ora jogathon tmr. I just went to check inet. itz &lt;strong&gt;2 hrs&lt;/strong&gt;. freak man. but I need it I guess. can feel that my knee's much better after trg today. tho' it tired out very ezily. as in cannot use too much strength. ah well. at least itz not hurting. :) yar then I'm going swimming tmr! haha ok ok how many times have I said that? but really seriously I'm going. really. so I had trg today, then jogging n swimming tmr. yay. strength n stamina trg. yay yay yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;char said that jia liang shi xiong came down last wk. but I wasnt there! heez. not that I care. apparently he just made them do ma bu n gong bu n not much else, apart from the usual stuff. hehz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno la. know him so long liao abt 3-4 yrs. n never talked to him. only thing I said to him was "zhe4 shi4 wo3 men2 san1 ge4 ren2 de4 exam fees" n "dao4! (meaning here)" during last yr's exams. n I talk to wei yi shi xiong like dunno la. he's more friendly I guess. jia liang shi xiong always like stand in one corner by himself, never mix arnd, never bother to come n like talk to us. I mean, I wanted to talk to him, cos I'm ban1 zhang3 n everything, but then he'll look like so dunno wad then I will like "aiya forget it." not say he give black face or anything. he just like look so scared. a bit like a puppy who's lost itz owner. ok fine that was mean. nvm. next time he comes I'll definitely greet him. never greeted him b4. :þ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah so thirsty. shall go drink water. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106657489765540425?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106657489765540425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106657489765540425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106657489765540425' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106648994394504212</id><published>2003-10-18T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-18T23:12:23.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehz. back again. today went for tuition an hr late. cos just too lazy to move myself from the band rm. then I ended up waiting at the bus stop for 1/2 an hr. I was feeding all the ants n mosquitoes there. now I have 4 mosquito bites. 2 on my left leg n 2 on my right arm. then I got this really poisonous ant bite on my finger. note: POISONOUS. cos after scratching it, it turned red n numb. n I couldnt feel my finger anymore. isnt that so wonderful. now my lip is itching like crazy. maybe I ganna insect bite there too. sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno whether itz the weather or smthing I ate or an allergic reaction, but I have this super bad rash on my face. note: ITZ A RASH. like last time back in tns, every time after any performance that requires make up rite, my face will break out in this kind of super itchy rash. eh let me get this str: I HAVENT been using make up k. last time I used was dunno p5 or p6. heck. shant bother to remember my super pathetic pri sch life. *pulls raspberry*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually wanted to talk abt today's ongoings, including flag n baton n in div n stuff. but shall not elaborate. but then let's just say I missed X-men evolution n Files of Young Kindaichi for NOTHING today. bah. now must wait until next wk. sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k shall go sleep now. BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106648994394504212?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106648994394504212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106648994394504212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106648994394504212' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106648881537717979</id><published>2003-10-18T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-18T22:53:34.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Please ignore the previous super violent entry. I was in one of my "moods" once again. super agitated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok watched tv after tuition today. the shi2 zai4 bi4 xing2 thing. n kym ng went to this place la. then I saw pamela n her friend. so I started yelling that I saw an rj snr. ok nvm. then after that the camera turned. N GUESS WHO I SAW? woo hoo. I SAW ALEX OK. NO JOKE. IT WAS ALEX. man I'm telling u he's super funny. then I realized that place was lovely ghim moh food centre. so I started yelling again, "eh look look! itz ghim moh! itz ghim moh!" then I saw alex n I yelled again, "Mom come n look! Itz Alex itz Alex!!" then my mom thought I've gone mad again cos she doesnt know who alex is. so I told her that it was the rj tuba player. then she said, "ok." then she looked more closely n said, "eh he's quite gd looking leh." so I started err-ing at her. like almost every rj snr I tell her rite, she'll say he/she is very gd looking. hehz. which is quite true la.&lt;br /&gt;Then when kym ng asked alex what he wanted to eat for lunch, he thought for so so darn long b4 he decided on yong tau foo. n wad was farni was the way he said it: "hmm... ah... yong. tau. foo. hmm..." then he put up his finger like "Eureka!". LoLz.&lt;br /&gt;Makes me kinda wish that rj will stay at ghim moh. cos the food there is really gd. haha. but if rj remains there, my mom will force me to go vj. haha. not that vj isnt gd, just that I prefer rj. woohoo rafflesian spirit. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day I shld make tracy go down ghim moh food centre with me. then we'll eat the whole day. try every stall. haha. okok that's totally mad. forget it. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106648881537717979?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106648881537717979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106648881537717979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106648881537717979' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106640326935108713</id><published>2003-10-17T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-17T23:07:49.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ME N MY STUPID BIG FAT MOUTH. I shall not elaborate. let's just say I feel that I'm the shittiest person on this planet. in this universe. in all the universes put together. wah lao I'm a bloody idiot. I shld go bang my head against the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUN ASK ME WHY I'M SAYING ALL THIS OR I MIGHT JUST KILL U. TO HELL WITH THE PERSON WHO GOES ARND SPREADING RUMOURS N GOSSIPS. U KNOW WHO U R. If ur reading this, I shall say this loud n clear, "I CAN'T STAND U." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok fine I admit it was my fault in the first place, whatever the intention might be, gd or not. but then just bcos I was so bloody big mouth, I ended hurting one of my very gd friends, the one who has always been there for me, always there to cheer me up, always there for everything. n LOOK AT WHAT THE HELL I'VE DONE. wah lao screw myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106640326935108713?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106640326935108713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106640326935108713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106640326935108713' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106640077424738355</id><published>2003-10-17T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-17T22:26:14.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was talking to sherman just now. eh he started talking 1st k. aniwae. ri apparently got back some papers. shall not go into details of how my self esteem was pushed to a new low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. was searching thru' the net for info on international varsity debates. conclusion: there were &lt;strong&gt;NONE&lt;/strong&gt;. totally like wth la. pple rather come up with websites abt some lao pok but popular celebrity, yet they dun wanna come up with websites with meaningful stuff. like international varsity debates for instance. I cant believe it. there's like &lt;strong&gt;NOTHING&lt;/strong&gt; at all. n itz the 8th debates. 16 yrs already. nth on the web! outrageous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. n I cant get enuf info to actually start a website on it. cos I only started watching in 1999. this is the 3rd debates I'm watching. hmmm. Singapore seems to be getting better. isnt that nice. China is getting more rigid. M'sia is. erm. ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting back eoy results on tuesday n wednesday. I WILL PASS MY EXAMS. woo hoo trying to boost my morale here. hopes for my results:&lt;br /&gt;English paper 1: hassal marking my paper. hope he gives me a pass.&lt;br /&gt;English paper 2: hope I din misinterpret the passage.&lt;br /&gt;Lit: hope louisa lee was in a gd mood when she was marking my paper. scrape an A2.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese paper 1: high hopes on this paper.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese paper 2: hope paper 1 will pull overall marks up. scrape an A2.&lt;br /&gt;A maths: scrape an A2.&lt;br /&gt;E maths: scrape an A1.&lt;br /&gt;Bio: hmmm. well not so sure abt how well or badly I actually did. cant really decide. scrape a B3.&lt;br /&gt;Chem: high hopes on this paper. get an A1.&lt;br /&gt;Physics: least confidence in this paper. really pray hard that I can pass. scrape a B4.&lt;br /&gt;Geog: quite happy with this paper, even tho' I couldnt finish 2 qns s that amounted to 9 marks. scrape an A1.&lt;br /&gt;SS: ok fine my SEQ was a total disaster. but then miracle might happen n I may score quite high on the LORMs. scrape an A2.&lt;br /&gt;yep I guess that's abt it. all in all, hope that my L1R5 manages to keep in a single digit range. got 9 pts for 1st semester. so hope I dun do too badly for EOYs. the sch will have to moderate if too many pple do too badly I guess. tho' itz highly impossible. dun think the sch is so nice. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still aching all over. must be the restlessness getting at me. my shoulder is getting from bad to worse. bleah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106640077424738355?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106640077424738355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106640077424738355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106640077424738355' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106639560776790700</id><published>2003-10-17T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-17T21:07:15.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh I still din manage to go swimming today. lovely wonderful weather. huge storm only wad. n it a bit the rain the whole day only wad. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was Sun Yat-sen University (China) vs NUS. the motion was It's better to love than to be loved (Ai4 bi3 bei4 ai4 geng4 xing4 fu2). smth like that. At first I thought NUS dun need to compete also sure lose one. but then today NUS's performance was really excellent. apart from the fact that our 4th debater, Tan Kok Koon din get to fa1 hui1 much. n that our 2nd n 3rd debaters, namely Chen Xiao Huan n Wu Tian, were like super enthu today. they literally did the whole debate by themselves. other 2 din really say much. one of the team's weakness. fatal one. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in, China was damn zai la dun need to say. the motion favoured them anyway (proposition) but then I guess NUS really showed up to be China's match la. then when the guest panel, ie the past yr best debaters (1993: Jiang Chang Jian, 1997: Huang Weiqing, 1999: Lu Yi Ming n 2001: Yu Lei) listened to the free debate rnd, they kept nodding at every single thing our debaters said. n they were like smiling n nodding at the same time, like very impressed liddat. then I saw a ray of hope. woo hoo got chance got chance. cos they din do that for China wad. heez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then NUS got the best debate, Chen Xiao Huan. 2nd time he got it. then the guest reviewer talk until like NUS win liao. so more hope. got chance got chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then results announced. China: 913 pts. NUS: 884 pts. &lt;strong&gt;WAH BIANG.&lt;/strong&gt; I'm telling u that was the &lt;strong&gt;limit&lt;/strong&gt; man. wah lao say until like even if we lose also within a range of 5 to 10 pts. then wth we lost by 29 pts. I was so ruddy disappointed. I really thought there was abt 50% chance NUS will win lor. maybe cos Tan Kok Knoon din get much chance to debate. he's really really gd. he reminds me of Teng Kok. hehz. as in from wad I remember of Teng Kok, they both look alike. hehz. ok fine outta pt. &lt;strong&gt;but NUS LOST. HOW CAN THEY LOSE. FOR ONCE I'VE DECIDED TO STOP SUPPORTING CHINA IN DEBATES. &lt;/strong&gt;argh. Itz the same vicious cycle. S'pore quarter finals very zai sure win. &lt;strong&gt;then semi finals we'll meet China n CHINA WILL KICK US OUT STRAWAY. &lt;/strong&gt;argh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106639560776790700?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106639560776790700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106639560776790700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106639560776790700' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106631330651679780</id><published>2003-10-16T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-16T22:08:26.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was Uni of Melbourne vs Shi Hsin Uni. yep whoa it was violent. it was really very gd. very fiery n exciting. but then the Melbourne side ah. wah biang no eyes to see wor. only like their 2nd debater is gd la. the rest like shit. really. then Shi Hsin more even out la. but their 3rd debater was really zai. so guess wad the end result was? woohoo 851 to 891 only wad. Shi Hsin won. get this str k. &lt;strong&gt;891&lt;/strong&gt;. only beat China's score of 875 by 16 marks only wad. but they deserved the gd marks la.&lt;br /&gt;Tmr NUS debating again. but whoa we have the great fortune of meeting &lt;strong&gt;China&lt;/strong&gt; in the &lt;strong&gt;semi-finals&lt;/strong&gt; only wad. not say I'm downgrading my own country, but have a feeling like sure die lor. China's real gd. look at their 3rd debater. Ma Wei Wei. she's real gd. very cool n sweet. look at our 3rd debater wor. that Wu Tian person. wth she debated in 2001 lor. wah biang she's abt the shittiest debater on the NUS team la. think she sucks big time. *pulls raspberry*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today had band prac in the morning. Wow my keys like ALL stuck only wad. so I spent dunno how long trying to unstick them. then 1st n 2nd key unstuck first. ok. then finally after 1/2 a bottle of valve oil, n screaming n banging, the 4th key unstuck. ok. then 3rd key remained stuck. ok nvm. then we had warm ups. then when I wanted to play D, used to using 3rd key. so I press. then come out dunno wad shit note cos the 3rd key is STUCK mah. taibangle.&lt;br /&gt;Then I super bu4 gan1 xin1. cos danzon n variants got F sharp n D flat only wad. 2,3. whoooa isnt that so wonderful. so I banged on it with my fist. bang bang bang bang bang. finally the darn key unstuck itself. then I was like "wah biang hand so pain." so I looked at it. it was just red la. so ok nvm. then I like scraped my hand against the key. as in just lightly la. wun cause skin to fall off. then I nearly screamed cos wah biang super super pain. so I looked at my hand again. n I saw &lt;strong&gt;blood&lt;/strong&gt; on it. isnt that absolutely lovely. then later after band prac, I went toilet. n happily happily stuck my hand under the tap. n the water flowed over the wound. wah lao damn pain. then I still stupidly stupidly used soap to wash my hands. n the darn soap went into the wound. at first stopped bleeding liao. then the soap only made it start bleeding again only wad. wor simply wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then b4 com meeting me, shu wen, siok teng n si xiao were playing cards outside band rm. yep shu wen very nicely taught me how to play bridge. quite fun. played 2 rnds n si xiao n I won both. hehz. then shu wen blamed siok teng for jinxing her. haha. then 4 of us went out for lunch at far east. chicken rice! yay. then after eating shu wen said smthing abt how we shld go take neoprint. so I said why not. n she said she was just jking. then we all went to take anyway. 4 of us. weird combi. one flute, one bari sax, one tbone n one tuba. no connection wadsoever. ah heck. so we went pretty in tokyo. doesnt this name bring back lovely memories bridget? heehee. then shu wen chose the cheapest machine. yep so each of us paid $1. just nice.&lt;br /&gt;The machine was super pok. 1st 2 coins went in ok. then last 2 coins fell out. so shu wen slotted them back in again. 3rd coin went in ok. then 4th coin dropped out so must put again. -_-" then we took some really loser looking photos. ok la it was quite nice really. can have 4 different poses. n 16 prints came out. 4 each. just nice. so fun. hehz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went back sch. band rm. cant really remember wad happened. but then it was abt the rgs teddy bear. hui en threw it at kit i think. then kit went all violent n snatched at it. then hui en tried to snatch back. then the supposed culottes of the bear came off wor. then everyone started laughing like mad.&lt;br /&gt;Then dunno who la went to take the culotte-less bear n stuffed it in b/w sammy's tbone's tuning slides. while she was playing. woo hoo. so I told sammy to look at her tbone. n she stared at the bear. n stared again. n stared at everyone. then she took it out n threw it on the floor. &lt;br /&gt;At the same pt of time, hui en took the bear culottes n put her fringe thru it. then everyone was rolling on the floor laughing at hui en's new 'hairband'. damn farni. then dunno who la shld be hui en said that we might as well take off the bear's shirt as well. then she said, "r u sure this is an rgs bear? there's no sch badge lor. it might be ri bear for all u noe." smthing like that. then I burst out laughing n told her to look at christine's sch badge. then hui en looked closely. then she said, "eh? how come ur sch badge so small?" turned out that christine forgot to bring sch badge, so she koped the bear's one wor. so funny. then hui en removed it. hehz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for electronics workshop after that. forced feng yi n kit to go. cos I paid for the darn thing already. so we went. then I remained completely lost thru'out the whole thing. then I kept asking kit whether she wanted to go back to the band rm to sleep a not. then she said, "dun forget WHO was the one who INSISTED we come." haish damn sad. felt so completely loser. almost all of kit's circuits lighted up. only one of mine succeeded in lighting up. n that was cos the teacher came n made me redo it. n I was trying not to look too stupid. wah I pay $28 to go n humiliate myself. not zai at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yayz going swimming tmr. hopefully can wake up early enuf to catch the pool at arnd 10 am. then can swim until abt 12 pm then go for lunch. then go home to sleep. hehz. or do my theory. hehz. set a challenge for myself: try to read a bk, knit n do theory at the same time. sure cannot make it. cos I'll prob just throw away my theory bk n read my bk or knit. heehee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106631330651679780?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106631330651679780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106631330651679780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106631330651679780' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106622670315268998</id><published>2003-10-15T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-15T22:05:03.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dunno why getting more n more sick of tv shows. esp holland v. used to love watching it. now dunno why getting more n more sian watching it.&lt;br /&gt;Been watching International Varsity Debates since 1999. yep p5. think china super zai. duh. love the best debaters man. haha. 1999 best debater was Lu Yi Ming (Xi'An Jiao Tong Da Xue) then 2001 was Yu Lei (Wu Han Da Xue) omgosh they'r the cutest man. haha. as in the way they rebut n put froth a pt. yar. very humourous. think the standard this yr kinda dropped. rather repetitive. as in the debaters will like beat abt the bush. wah biang standard drop like dunno wad. then can see a lot of familiar faces cos some of the debaters this yr competed in 2001 as well. think they all suck. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BL prac tmr. feel a bit sian. dun feel like going. wanna go swimming n trg. grrr. still got dunno wad crap physics workshop tmr. total crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attempted to get on with my knitting. I spent so much time in the end only get this super small piece of sample. cos the yarn is really super thin. if itz thicker yarn I bet the sample will be twice the size lor. then casting off is so irritating. i had to resort to using my fingers to hook the lower stich over the upper one. when I wasnt supposed to. but then the needle just wun insert itself next to the stich la. irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno why. all of a sudden I feel like studying. as in mug. wah biang I'm totally mad. but then the sudden slacking after intense mugging is kinda showing up in all my inflammed tendons n weakened jts. like every time I wake up, cant even move properly. so darn pain. esp my wrist, knee, foot n of cos my wonderful shoulder. I realize my injury sites alternate all the way down. left shoulder, right wrist, left knee n right foot. hehz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I shld go n sleep now. dunno why I still feel so sleepy even tho' I'm catching up on sleep. Maybe itz just restlessness. ah well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106622670315268998?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106622670315268998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106622670315268998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106622670315268998' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106611448636806703</id><published>2003-10-14T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-14T14:54:45.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;The Dante's Inferno Test has sent you to &lt;i&gt;the First Level of Hell - Limbo!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Here is how you matched up against all the levels:&lt;br&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" style="margin: 5px; background-color: #000000; border: none; font: 10pt arial, verdana, 'sans serif';"&gt;&lt;tr style="font: bold 12pt arial, verdana, 'sans serif'; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; background-color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;b&gt;Level&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;b&gt;Score&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #220033; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#0" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Purgatory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Repenting Believers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ff1133; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #110022; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#1" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 1 - Limbo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Virtuous Non-Believers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #c40033; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #220011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#2" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Lustful)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #3344bb; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #330011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#3" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Gluttonous)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #3344bb; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #440011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#4" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Prodigal and Avaricious)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #3344bb; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #550011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#5" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Wrathful and Gloomy)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #aa33aa; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moderate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #660011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#6" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 6 - The City of Dis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Heretics)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #3344bb; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #770011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#7" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Violent)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #4466dd; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #880011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#8" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 8- the Malebolge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ff1133; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #990011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#9" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 9 - Cocytus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Treacherous)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #3344bb; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-test.mv"&gt;Dante's Inferno Hell Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehz I was afraid they wud send me to the 18th level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. got a new blog skins account. attempting to understand wad's going on. feeling extremely lost. dunno how to use. haish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stoning online. stone. stone. stone. stone. stone. stone. nth else to do anyway. looking forward to trg on sunday. bet I'll pull muscles in another million places. outta trg for so long. rusty already. but at least I remember my tao lu. hehz. bet lao shi will force me to do all the awful stunts he knows I'm not physically capable of. but then he wun take no for an answer. n I dun dare to tell him that either. damn sad. so I just try to do n then lao shi will make me do like a trillion times b4 he says one "OK" or "still can". usually itz "no good" or "try again". seldom get a "quite close" even. haish.&lt;br /&gt;Decided I wun give sectionals after all. too xian. ok fine my darling batchmates dun yell at me for being so slack. bet my section will just screw band prac. then mr oura will scream n throw smthing at us. ok fine maybe just me. but come on la try playing the double bass score la when itz totally out of my range. dun really like variants on a moravian hymn. no choice must play the double bass score cos got some parts that isnt on the tuba score, as in no cue also la.&lt;br /&gt;Extremely addicted to Virginia. every time I come online that's the first song I'll listen to. my record is 5 times in a row. shall attempt to break that record today. really like the tuba n trombone part. as in my 2nd page. ok fine not much help. rather play virginia than variants. bet everyone will scream n throw stuff at me for saying that. &lt;br /&gt;Wanna go swimming on thursday. ok fine that's one of the main reasons why I dun wanna have sectionals. I really need to regain some of my strength n stamina b4 I go back for trg. hopefully the swimming will help my knee, which is currently getting from bad to worse. n my shoulder too. no comments abt my shoulder. has been in that state for dunno how many yrs already.&lt;br /&gt;Ok I shall go back to trying to understand how blogskins works. byez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106611448636806703?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106611448636806703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106611448636806703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106611448636806703' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106605304784833774</id><published>2003-10-13T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T21:50:47.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yupz final yr exams finally over. but somehow I dun feel as happy as I thought I would be. Emaths was ok I guess. Just couldnt finish. cant really concentrate. esp for paper 2. how to concentrate with our darling invigilator sniffing away like a dog at a rabbit hole? okok that was really really mean. but I got really pissed off. I felt like telling him to either observe some silence or leave the rm. then I remembered how Lydia said she wanted to just go "SHHHH!!!!" at him. then I couldnt help but start smiling. I bet he thought I was mad. smiling to myself during the exam with my pen on the table. -_-'''&lt;br /&gt;I guess I lost a lot of time on the geometrical properties of circles n tangents alt seg theorem questions. yar actually I know itz angle in alt segment la. then cant be sure. so I went to find out ALL the bl***y angles in the d**n diagram to find that wadever angle. wasted a lot a lot a lot of time. then for paper 1, wor I'm best one I tell u. the artifact qns. they give us the diameter of the hemisphere n cylinder. I happily happily used the diameter value as a radius value. so I got a super big number. n I din realize. only like 1 min left then I was like, "OMGOSH. wrong value. DIE." no time to change wor. taibangle. then the wad palindrome qns ah. everyone listed out everything n got the correct answer. I tried to act smart. wow no. of 3 digit palindromes = 3 x 9! = 1088640 or smthing la. wow everyone come n ask me "eunice did u put 90 or 100?" n I told my lovely classmates "I got one million over numbers only wad." wow I rock. heng only one mark. bleah bleah bleah.&lt;br /&gt;Aiya couldnt go swimming today. so sad. well I guess itz unfortunate my hypothalamus decided I had too much blood in my system. woo hoo bio bio. nvm can go on thursday maybe. but then I wanna take sectionals. actually supposed to be saturday. but then sec 2s got batch chalet. hmm. maybe our batch shld get down together to do batch indiv. like wad we did in sec 1. maybe I shld just not have sectionals n spare my jnrs the agony of trying to see me conduct. too short. haish.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. just stoning online. decided to leave my knitting aside. for a while. been stoning the whole day. went window shopping arnd with my mom after exams. actually we wanted to buy tapes to record the international uni debates. then we saw this plasma tv. n it was showing andy lau's 99 concert. n I started oohing n aahing at the screen. not loser at all. I was like "ANDY LAU ANDY LAU!!" n started pting extremely violent at the screen. not loser. then came home. bathe. take out my needlework book. tried to understand how to knit cables. wanted to try the braid cable. but then I realize: no. 1: I dun have cable needles. no. 2: I din even know how to do a basic cable. so I had to use my spare set of knitting needles. which are like twice as thick as the longer pair I normally use. n I decided to do basic cable instead.&lt;br /&gt;Have so many things I wanna do I dunno where to start. what am I doing online in the 1st place anyway? maybe I shld just delete away my msn. since itz not of much use. literally no one talks to me. n I dun like initiating convs. ah sucks la.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. need to go toilet. here's my cue to leave. enjoy post exams everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106605304784833774?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106605304784833774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106605304784833774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106605304784833774' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106585552827560116</id><published>2003-10-11T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-11T14:58:47.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess I really give up on my maths notes. Maybe I shld start doing 10 yr series or smthing. bah to h**l with maths. wanna go for tuition today just to get out of the house n stone there. feeling very very very xian.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to memorize all the darn geometrical properties of circles. oh shit still got mensuration formulas. haiz. always get them mixed up. like once I put cirumference = pai x radius sq. isnt that the lovely formula for area of circle wor. bleah.&lt;br /&gt;Hehz realize I've just finished my 3rd bottle of water in just 2hrs. hmmm. looks like excessive drinking of water has turned into a habit rather than a necessity to keep myself hydrated. addiction.&lt;br /&gt;I feel as if I'm just rotting away. surely there's more to life than just studying studying studying. but I know I'll miss sch a lot when I go into uni. if I can get into uni. maybe the govt shld make uni students wear sch uniform as well. I cant bear the idea of not wearing a sch u. somehow I feel that wearing a sch uniform fosters bonding with the sch. like there's this sense of belonging.&lt;br /&gt;Cant believe I'm actually sec 3 already. seems like sec 1 was only a few days ago. why are the best yrs in my life passing so darn quickly? still remember in sec 1, wan yi said that I shld treasure sec 1 life cos sec 1 life is honey moon yr n sec 2 life is hell. ok. then I went into sec 2. n wan yi said sec 3 life is worse than sec 2. ok. now I'm in sec 3. wor. time flies. the yrs are just like flying pass so quickly. if 15 yrs have past so quickly, then soon another 15 yrs will be gone. n another n another. cant imagine wad itz like for the adults. as in our parents n grandparents. so many more yrs have flew by for them. scary to think abt it. &lt;br /&gt;k shall not waste any more of my sch life. shall go do 10 yr series now. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106585552827560116?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106585552827560116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106585552827560116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_10_05_archive.html#106585552827560116' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106585285213664073</id><published>2003-10-11T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-11T14:14:12.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Realize I'm supposed to be studying wor. *curses*.  n my best of ukelele cd broke down! It refused to play on the comp. so maybe the cd player in my rm is still working after all. ahh s**t la. I spent $40 on that cd leh. d***it.&lt;br /&gt;yar maybe I shldnt have said my nitemares have stopped. cos I just had another one yesterday. super freaky.&lt;br /&gt;As usual itz a nitemare of 'escape' la. as in that type of da4 tao2 wang2 where u have to run away from danger kinda thing.&lt;br /&gt;Yar it started out at this place that was supposed to be my grandmother's house. wah biang. i hate that place. then she was like teaching me n my dad how to do functions or smthing like that. then me n my dad were writing out everything we know abt functions on buffer sheets. then i was really pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;Then somehow after that the buffer sheets turned into a Today newspaper. N I flipped it to the sports section while my grandma kept criticizing my handwriting. Yar then the pictures could move. like hp.&lt;br /&gt;Then this article caught my eye. or rather the picture. It was abt ang peng siong teaching kids how to swim or smthing. but wad caught my attention was this person in the picture that looked a lot like shawn. so I looked at the caption of the picture. n yar. it was shawn.  Then there was this long bit abt an interview the paper did with him la. n then the paper kinda came alive. as in the picture got bigger n bigger n it filled up the whole place. so I was 'in' the story.&lt;br /&gt;Yar so shawn was walking down the street. going home i think. some private estate. really huge. reminded me of where my aunt used to stay. hougang st 21 there. looks like it. dreamt of that place b4. dunno wad it symbolises tho. then somehow it lead on to say that shawn's little sister got kidnapped or smthing. so both of us went off to find her. like i dun even noe he had a little sister in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;Then somehow we kept running down the same places. it felt like eternal limbo. then casper the friendly ghost came in n offered to help us. talk abt weird. but then shawn like couldnt stand the sight of him. so casper n I went one way, shawn the other way. then for some reason the dream felt like an advertisment. like some tourism brochure. then I cant really remember where we went, but then casper n I ended up in this place like some huge aquarium where shawn was supposed to be feeding the fishes or something. then casper like dragged me into the water, like I was capable of breathing underwater just like that wor. but it felt very real. could actually feel the water arnd me. then I went back up to the surface to get snorkelling equipment. not that I know how to snorkel. then shawn n casper were quarrelling. n casper was supposed to be a friendly ghost wor. so we went back down again. n looked at some weird thing that was supposed to be a sea anemone. but my brain told me it wasnt a anemone. but casper said it was. ah wadever. &lt;br /&gt;then we swam to this next stretch, as in arnd this corner. then there was this cartoon looking character that was supposed to be some medusa the water witch or smthing. then we saw shawn's sister. who had some weird name called berry berry. reminded me of the health deficiency beri-beri. that's too much bio for u. how lovely. but the best part was that the little girl looked a lot like miss neo. as in our emaths teacher. yar. just that I was like 2 heads taller than her. Then the medusa person like cursed all the sea anemones n they became attacking monsters. n one of them flew at my neck. man scary.&lt;br /&gt;Then I dunno how we managed to escape. but then as soon as the sea anemone sank itz dunno wad teeth or spikes or wadever into me, we were out of the water n in the alley place again. Then shawn n casper told us to run cos the kidnappers were after us. so wow the berry berry little girl could run super fast wor. there was this fork la. as in crossroads. n she had to choose the one that looked dark n forebrooding. no choice. I just followed her. Then when we were running, just anyhow running, we came to this very thin alley. then there had to be this person, who took out a deckchair n sat on it. no choice. must stop. then berry berry just went up to him n asked him to move away. n the person said he was a doctor. n he wanted to give her a body check up. so I grabbed her n pulled her away. then phew shawn n casper came. then the person freaked out at the sight of casper I think n he ran away. so the 4 of us continued running. then berry berry started to lose her stamina. so I told her not to give up cos we were reaching already. reaching where I dunno. then we reached the back of this huge white house. then shawn started yelling that we made it. reminded me of homeward bound. hehz. so we ran into the house. n our parents n a few hundred relatives were there. n they gave us red packets n pineapple tarts. -_-''&lt;br /&gt;Then casper packed a suitcase n left. so I went to find him. n I dragged shawn along while berry berry told everyone wad had happened.&lt;br /&gt;Then we found casper. looking very sad. so I told him to stay. then dunno wad happened la. then b4 he said whether he'll stay a not, I woke up. bleah.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm having a huge headache. n I'm trying to study emaths. bah. got sick of listening to all the recordings I have for some reason. can almost memorise all of them. so much so that everything gets mixed up into one big mass of dunno wad. bah. heck. headache.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106585285213664073?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106585285213664073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106585285213664073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_10_05_archive.html#106585285213664073' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106579350313897621</id><published>2003-10-10T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-10T21:46:56.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yupz. only emaths left. decided to give myself a break today. esp since we had killer physics paper today. i couldnt even do 3/4 of the sums man. wonder who set the paper. for paper 2 no moments qns at all. n moments is the only topic i can do for physics. n i thought i could do energy work power. then i realized i couldnt. i only said resultant force = 6000 J - 2000 N = 4000 N only wad. a bit the unit different. i bet hoho will vomit blood n faint from marking my horrendous paper. maybe the sch will make me drop physics. which is like damn sad la. cos even tho' i dun really like physics, i dun hate it either. just a little in between.&lt;br /&gt;Eating ice cream now. chocolate. now i realize i prefer vanilla. man i so darn pig. i'm like not even hungry now. n i'm still eating smthing so fattening. but itz nice. :)&lt;br /&gt;wanna go back for wushu. miss my sword. miss charmaine n chalton. n lao shi. hope shi xiong comes down! then i dun have to teach my jnrs. hehz. as in everytime i got to give up my own trg time just to teach them while lao shi does sword with char n chal. so unfair. then ny jnrs standard ah. can vomit blood. but they work hard la. they'll always try their best. i'm more lax with them now la. last time i'll always like shout at them n glare when they do smt wrong. now i'll still scold la. but i'll like laugh with them too. cos they learn quite long liao. not that the've improved much. but at least they try.&lt;br /&gt;i think one reason why i keep feeling so tired n ache all over may be bcos my sleep is rather disturbed. as in, now when i take naps rite, i can actually feel myself turn or move or wadever. as in still subconsciously awake. then i'll always get the kind of feeling that i'm like moving arnd the house, like going toilet or drinking water. n all this time i'm asleep. itz quite scary. cos it feels so real. yar but at least i'm not having any more nitemares. i've had a couple b4 exams la. but cant remember wad's itz abt. but can remember the one b4 that. yar i dreamt that jerm got shot by some terrorist i think. then there was blood everywhere. n jerm died i think. then i woke up crying. man it was super freaky.&lt;br /&gt;but jerm once said, dreams n nitemares r there for u to appreciate how wonderful reality actually is. n he said smth abt dreams being wad goes on in ur subconscious mind. n that nitemares r a portrayal of ur inner fears or smth liddat. i think he's quite rite. n he said no matter how vivid it seems, itz still not real. so why torture myself?&lt;br /&gt;i realize my thoughts r getting more n more incoherent. havent been writing 4 a long time. just wish i can bring all the music i know wherever i go. but i can only hear it in my head. i think music is even more powerful than words. that's why i love it. &lt;br /&gt;sports... well i dunno why i love sports so much. i just do. maybe cos my whole family does. xcept that my mom is the only person who was gd at it. she was pretty disappointed that our sch din have hockey. she was a sch team player last time. n she doesnt understand y i suck so much at sports. esp running. she was a sprinter in her sch days. n look at me whoa. pple reach the finishing line liao i din even realize we can actually start running. so zai. hehz but at least i know how to swim n i can do sit ups n inclined pull ups. my mom never could. hehz. so she's actually quite proud of my wushu. cos i really stick to it. i gave up my swimming really long ago. kinda regret. seems so long ago... 5 yrs already... havent had a proper swim in 5 long yrs. man i'm getting old.&lt;br /&gt;well as for my dad, his sports isnt exactly gd. just like me. hehz. but we know a lot abt different sports i guess. my mum just knows hockey, track n field n badminton. so she can never understand wad's going on for a lot of games like during SEA games, Commonwealth. my dad n i ah. 4ever commenting on the athletes' style n everything. so fun. esp swimming. oh Ian Thorpe!!! n Josceline Yeo n Gary Tan!!! omgomgomg. n table tennis. Wang Li Qin!! n badminton. Gong Rui Na is damn zai. n my dad likes watching golf. only sport i dun have interest in. but Tiger Woods!!! ahh. then bowling got Remy Ong, Wushu got Leong Wen Yao. actually i dunno much abt Wushu atheletes. prob cos so little of the wushu events r actually broadcasted. n i like watching gymnastics. man all those gymnasts r damn zai. wish i have half of their strength n agility n flexibility.&lt;br /&gt;finished my ice cream. find it too sweet. that's why i like vanilla now i guess. smtimes stuff that is too sweet, u'll get sick of it very fast. vanilla is like very cooling then it feels very nice when it slips down ur throat.&lt;br /&gt;ok i shall stop broadcasting my random totally not inter related thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106579350313897621?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106579350313897621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106579350313897621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_10_05_archive.html#106579350313897621' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106509386263496470</id><published>2003-10-02T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-02T19:24:22.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was studying ok. then Jerm came along n distracted me. but then not his fault la. just my lack of self discipline. dunno how i'm gonna survive next yr man.&lt;br /&gt;Words are powerful. Lit text is worse man. Esp The Grass is Singing. I feel that I'm walking down the path of insanity now. seriously. &lt;br /&gt;Everything seems to have lost itz glitter n glamour. Last time like when i dun go for wushu, I'll be like super sad. like now, i dun really care. it seems only routine now. but at least i'm not hating it. it just feels like. ok itz there. i go for it. i torture myself n enjoy it. wow. best man.&lt;br /&gt;Only music seems to retain itz subtle charm. but everytime i listen to recordings, i just sit there n feel like crying. then i can study. wow best sia.&lt;br /&gt;Then there's my habit of cursing. i dunno when i got it. but i wanna get rid of it. seriously man itz getting me into a lot of trouble. i really must make an effort to stop cursing. &lt;br /&gt;Somtimes i really wanna give up. like mysterious fears will just take hold n engulf me. like just now, i started feeling real scared, n i dunno why i was scared. i hate that feeling. i used to have it in pri sch. arnd p4 p5. then it went off when i went to sec sch. now itz back. itz back to plague me. to take me with it.&lt;br /&gt;maybe one day u'll just find me lying smwhere dead or smthing. i dunno. &lt;br /&gt;okok i shld stop being so bei guan. but there seems to be nth for me to hold on to anymore. nth to motivate me to go on. nth nth nth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106509386263496470?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106509386263496470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106509386263496470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_09_28_archive.html#106509386263496470' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106372746285352914</id><published>2003-09-16T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-16T23:51:03.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mugging bio now. like now it seems that i really cant live without the music to sustain me. wad's wrong with me man. like when we had band prac i was like super sian all the time dun feel like going. then like after react, after playing with the snrs, i really wanna have band prac again. n muz wait until after exams.&lt;br /&gt;as in, i really miss playing with the snrs. n listening to the cadenza recording doesnt help much la. only succeeds in making me feel sadder. the memories n emotions just make me wanna cry. like just now i was listening to rhapsodia, titanic, el cam, i will survive, miss saigon n mononoke. then all the songs i really felt like crying. esp the cadenza pieces. itz like i hear the solos, n i can actually see the snr playing it during band prac. even if itz just her back la. cos i sit last row mah.&lt;br /&gt;now itz like, i cant like study properly without the music arnd. it kinda calms me down so i can study. cos the air con in the study rm is demmit not fixed la. n my dad still hasnt bought the fan he said he wud buy like 3 mths ago. so i have to leave the door open. then can hear all the bloody noises from the tv. so irritating. so i turn on the comp for the sake of listening to the music.&lt;br /&gt;i really like miss saigon. maybe we shud play it one day. ok fine i bet no one will bother with this suggestion. even if anyone does, they'll prob say i'm mad or smthing. band is like so different after our directs left. the feel n emotion just isnt there anymore. why shld i care when hardly anyone does? i dun want to care anymore. why shld i even bother in the first place?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106372746285352914?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106372746285352914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106372746285352914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_09_14_archive.html#106372746285352914' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106363146121950498</id><published>2003-09-15T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-15T21:11:01.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/J/jsimner/1062440431_ten.jpg" border="0" alt="My inner child is ten years old today"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;My inner child is ten years old!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The adult world is pretty irrelevant to me. Whether&lt;br&gt;I'm off on my bicycle (or pony) exploring, lost&lt;br&gt;in a good book, or giggling with my best&lt;br&gt;friend, I live in a world apart, one full of&lt;br&gt;adventure and wonder and other stuff adults&lt;br&gt;don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/jsimner/quizzes/How%20Old%20is%20Your%20Inner%20Child%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;How Old is Your Inner Child?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well this only proves my pt that i'm childish. need i say more? *shrugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106363146121950498?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106363146121950498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106363146121950498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_09_14_archive.html#106363146121950498' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106346116644679580</id><published>2003-09-13T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-13T21:52:46.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yar I realize I'm supposed to be mugging n everything. like everytime i talk to jerm he'll usually say stuff like "I've been mugging the whole day" or "I'm doing maths now" n stuff. makes me feel so guilty. &lt;br /&gt;as in. i dun noe. my brain just cant seem to function as well as in pri sch anymore. like last time at least itz info goes in one end comes out the other end n some stuff gets retained in my head. like now, nth even goes in anymore. i dunno. smhow i just dun wanna study anymore. n i still wanna get gd grades. yar not on ur life man. just look at my bio man. like test when sch reopens. n i still have all the chaps to memorize n make sense of. as in i've mugged thru transport. but then the only stuff i can remember now are arteries veins n capillaries exist. dun ask me more.&lt;br /&gt;like everytime i seriously get down to study, i'll prob get distracted by smthing. not external factors u know. more like internally. maybe i shudnt listen to music anymore until exams are over. as in. cut myself away from the music world completely. i keep hearing songs like miss saigon, rhapsodia, mononoke, virginia. then my head will just like focus on it rather than wad i'm supposed to be studying. then i try to force it out. it never works. so i study like one side of my brain on my work n the other side on the song. which keeps repeating itself like on the same part. over n over again.&lt;br /&gt;actually i really feel like studying now. but i know once i hit the bks i'll just dun feel like studying anymore. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;okok i shall attempt to study smthing. or do my 10 yr series for physics or maths or smthing. anything. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106346116644679580?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106346116644679580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106346116644679580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_09_07_archive.html#106346116644679580' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106302447933264947</id><published>2003-09-08T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T20:52:43.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyhey yupz react's over. SOOOO FUN. omgosh. joseph n tian yi were so funny. esp joseph. he looks damn serious la. then when the games started... hehz. yar. &lt;br /&gt;When we had sectionals right, wah biang I was super irritated. as in the rj song was ok la. just that Alex's conducting was so damn funny that I was trying to smile n play at the same time. in the end, after a very long while, Alex gave up. yar. then he asked me n harry who wanted to take first. so being the very polite, i asked harry whether he wanted to take first. n he said yes. n i was like "o...k..." yar not loser at all. so he took virginia. n he made his stand super super high. ok fine he's tall but then the stand was like up to the bottom of his neck? n he conducted like behind the score? whoa so can see what he's conducting man. so I told him "harry can u like lower ur stand? cos right now the only thing i can see of u is ur face?" then i think i sounded too harsh. sigh. then he din take el cumbanchero. cos all we're playing is "D rest F A" for like almost the entire piece. so no pt. &lt;br /&gt;then i took celtic. n the ri pple were like giving me the kind of "what is celtic ah?" look. n i got super pissed. so i said very loudly "I shall take CELTIC HYMNS N DANCES cos SCANDI IS VERY EZ". then alex started laughing at me. whoa thx sia. then I took from the beginning. then u know the 2nd bar is just one crotchet right. then dunno which bloody idiot went to hold the B flat for the ENTIRE BAR. so i stopped the entire section n said in the coldest voice i could muster, "the B flat is only one crotchet. n in case u dun noe wad a crotchet is, it means u only hold the note for ONE COUNT. NOT THE ENTIRE BAR." i nearly cursed la. but then i din. then it took like &lt;strong&gt;5 times &lt;/strong&gt;b4 whoever the asshole was to play the B flat correctly. Then for the 4/4 part where the whole band playing same thing rite, itz like forte i think. but itz suppose to be firm but not harsh rite. then dun noe which IDIOT WENT TO PLAY IT LIKE HE WAS TRAMPLING A COCKROACH TO DEATH. then i was so horrified i stopped. my sec 2s n alex stopped straway. then the ri pple HAPPILY PLAYED ON N ON LIKE I DIN EXIST. so i stood there with my arms crossed n glared at them. it took them abt 4 more bars b4 they decided to stop. damn it. then i was so pissed i told them off. "this part may be marked as loud. but it is not harsh. like the whole band is playing this la. can u all like smoothen it out? cos rite now ur tempo is off, ur rhythm is off n ur tone is very harsh." i wanted to say their tone is like shit la. but then i decided that that wud sound too mean. &lt;br /&gt;then for the tempo change rite. i told them at the start that there will be a tempo change there. n THEY DIN CHANGE. THEY CONTINUED PLAYING AT THE SUPER SLOW TEMPO FOR THE ALLEGRO PART. so i just yelled at them. then alex laughed at me again. n harry looked at me as if i was an ailen from outer space.  then after the 6/8 part right, itz changed to 4/4 n itz faster rite. then i realized they were staring at their score. n the reason why they were all behind tempo was cos harry was tapping his foot at what he THOUGHT was the tempo, which was slow anyway. then his ENTIRE SECTION FOLLOWED. n they were slower than his tapping. so i said "I dun want to hear excessive noise" then harry stopped tapping. argh. &lt;br /&gt;then cos we got some rhythm part la. then it can get a little confusing. then the ri sec ones din know how to play. SO THEY ANYHOW PLAY N THAT PART SOUNDED WORSE THAN COW DUNG. so at that time i was already fuming mad la. cos celtic is such a nice song n they play it until like dunno wad crap. so i was so bloody pissed my voice shook a little. "can u like COUNT. if u dun know how then DUN PLAY. cos this part sounds SUPER MESSY. PLEASE COUNT. IF U DUN KNOW HOW TO PLAY DUN PLAY." grrr.&lt;br /&gt;then for the 12/8 part, itz super ez la. crotchet-quaver. then the sec 1s COULDN'T PLAY. DEMMIT. n they gave me dunno wad shit. so i had to sing out the part for them b4 they could play. n they still look at me like very look down on me like that la. wah biang. finally when we came to the last part where there's this forte phrase, then subito piano rite. they played the forte quite ok. then for the subito piano, THEY CONTINUED PLAYING AT FORTE N THEY CRES K. wah lao i was so mad k. "do u all know that there's a subito piano? do u all read what's written on ur score? do u even know WAD a subito piano IS?" then we just finished the song la. cos amir came along n said no time liao. haiz. also gd la. cos i was on the verge on getting a heart attack. grr.&lt;br /&gt;but band prac was wonderful. the rj song was soooo damn nice. as in when we played it in sch it din sound that nice la.  but then when we played together, omgosh peiyan's solo was so heavenly la. can really feel that kind of floating feel. damn nice. then there was this tuba solo. but alex din want to play it. so i asked harry whether he wanted to play it a not. then he said ok. so he played it. n screwed it. ok la not that i'm a very gd player myself. but then i could hear alex laughing when harry played it. haha. muz be not used to the new instru la. cos his new instru is valve not piston la. so i guess itz harder to press. then jermyn kept turning arnd to laugh at harry. haha. yar then when the rj conductor was like "WHO IS PLAYING THE TUBA SOLO?!? a....l....e...x" then alex faster point at harry n said "he's playing he's playing!" then the whole band turned to look wor. not maluating at all sia. i guessed harry too pressurized to play properly la. cos he's the only person playing a melody. everyone else playing is doing accompaniment. yar.&lt;br /&gt;Then jerm went up to conduct virginia. we din do el cumbanchero la. cos no time. then jerm stepped up to the conductor's stand n said, "Can everybody see me?" then i was like shaking my head so violently. n he just said ok n MOVED ON. whoa taibangle. then later jerm told me it was bcos harry said can see. wor like i got like si xiao n guo tong right in front of me la. n they are only reaching 1.7m tall. QUITE SHORT ONLY. demmit. but on the whole i think jerm conducted quite well la. yar well done. virginia is sooo nice.  yup yup.&lt;br /&gt;Okok let's do games now. cos u know we have to tie this piece of cloth rite, then joseph tied 2 pieces together n tied it arnd his head. then shu en said "nice hairband joseph." haha. then chia ling, amir n this other eupho guy i think put on this skit la. then got one part amir said "looks like i have to put my new policy into action." then the other guy just like threw himself on amir n said "NO Father u can't do this to me!!!" then he was supposed to be crying or smthing la. then chia ling n amir were like totally shocked. then amir said "but i haven't even said what the new policy is!!" then everyone was like laughing like crazy. then amir announced the policy. then there was like total silence. cos none of them knew how to continue. then the other person said "aiya let's do that again. NO FATHER U CAN'T DO THIS TO ME!!!" haha like replay. so funny. LoLz.&lt;br /&gt;Yar then when we went down rite, then Joseph had this idea. so he told all of us, "ok afterwards if the station master is a guy we say 'gd afternoon yan dao'. if itz a girl we say 'gd afternoon chio bu' k?" haha. then the first station was chia ling's station. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;Yar at first I thought Joseph is a damn serious person la. at least he looked serious. but when he started taking water bombs rite... hahahaha. yar like for teng kok's station rite, where u have to climb up this slope. yar then teng kok said both grps have to do a cheer for him la. then we did this cheer joseph told us to do which was super funny. yar it goes like this, A for all, B for boys, G for girls. :&lt;br /&gt;A: Teng kok damn shuai, Teng kok damn shuai, Teng kok damn shuai,&lt;br /&gt;B: TENG KOK!&lt;br /&gt;G (+joseph) : shuai4 dai1 le4!&lt;br /&gt;haha then joseph did this kind of broken wrist movement n made his voice super high pitch. then teng kok freaked out. "U GAY LA! GET AWAY FROM ME!" then he refused to give us a stick. :(&lt;br /&gt;but this cheer worked for kenny's station. the one with all the chairs one. yar. he looked quite pleased la. but then he only gave us the stick when he heard the other grp's cheer:&lt;br /&gt;"Kenny Swe Swe Kenny Swe Swe Kenny Swe Swe......"&lt;br /&gt;Yar then Kenny like "SHUT UP!!! I DUN LIKE U!! GO AWAY! SHOO!" hahaha then we got the extra ice cream stick. yayz.&lt;br /&gt;yar apparently this cheer only worked on kenny la. cos for amir's one we modified the last line to "he's a hunk" then shu en started yelling dunno wad. can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;Yar for the transporting water station rite, each grp muz send one person to get water rite. then jeff went i think. then the other grp harry went. then joseph like followed both of them down. cos harry said he wanted to get to the water cooler first. but then there was a shower cubicle la. yar. then while we were waiting... all of a sudden we heard harry screaming downstairs. then shortly after that joseph n jeff(i think) came up n joseph kept laughing. after some time harry came back up totally drenched from head to toe. n he started yelling smthing which no one could understand. so i went to ask joseph what he did to harry. then he said, "oh u know we get water from the shower cubicle rite. then when he went in i turned on the tap." then my whole grp started laughing. partly bcos of the sight of harry jumping everywhere trying to dry himself. LoLz.&lt;br /&gt;Yar. but i guess the funniest station was amir's station. the ball game one. whoa when kit's grp played rite, kit was like SUPER VIOLENT. she n xiao han. hahaha. kit was like "GIMME GIMME! GO AWAY!" n then amir just came along n poured water all over her. then kit just lashed out at him and attempted to throw soap foams at him. hahaha. then when my grp played. omgosh i was quite violent too. n my grp won! yay.&lt;br /&gt;Then the J1s were like taking the shampoo n putting all over each other's hair. man u shld have seen amir when shu en n joseph were done with him. even his specs were covered in soap. hahaha. then joseph was going arnd bursting water bombs into everyone's face. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Yar the J1s were like so totally cute. going arnd smearing shampoo on each other. :)&lt;br /&gt;Yar then smthing unfortunate happened. yar after tian yi n i filled the water bombs rite, then we saw christine sitting at the sinks there n she was crying. yar i shall not go further into the gory details. yar but wad happened was the rj teacher sent her to the hospital la. christine oct, tian yi n me followed. actually i din have to go. but i was so worried i just tagged along. then we had to go to NUH la. cos all the nearby clinics closed. then it was really worrying la. cos christine kept crying. yar. then only tian yi could follow her in. n like i was sitting there with christine oct n the rj teacher. &lt;br /&gt;Yar but dun wry everyone. Christine is fine now. No internal injuries. Thank gdness she's ok. Even tho' I missed out on the water bombing n getting a chance to bomb jerm, but if u ask me to choose again, I will still go the hospital with christine. she's my batch mate. n it was really so painful to see her hurt. yar.&lt;br /&gt;But all in all, react was really fun this yr. better than last yr's. yar. looking forward to react in J1. yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106302447933264947?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106302447933264947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106302447933264947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_09_07_archive.html#106302447933264947' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106242438040214353</id><published>2003-09-01T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-01T21:53:00.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/takeko/quizzes/Which%20band%20instrument%20are%20you%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/takeko/1059830726_basoonoboe.JPG" border="0" alt="Oboe/Bassoon"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which band instrument are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup got this off bridget's blog. Whoa n I always thought I was a BRASS instrument. Damn it. I shall try that darn quiz again. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok fine now it says I'm a flute. FINE. I shall try until I get a brass instru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/takeko/quizzes/Which%20band%20instrument%20are%20you%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/takeko/1059830817__saxophone.JPG" border="0" alt="Saxophone"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which band instrument are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt; hey hey not bad. half brass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok fine I give up. I keep ending up getting clarinet. BLEAH. not zai at all. haiz. forget it it just keeps getting worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106242438040214353?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106242438040214353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106242438040214353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_08_31_archive.html#106242438040214353' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106241281106514564</id><published>2003-09-01T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-01T18:40:11.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah biang like today is so not my day la. like the computer right, there's this like really scary picture that keeps popping up. it looks kinda like sadako or smthing. yar this girl's face that looks super freaky n it keeps scaring the pants off me. wah lao super ke3 pa4. Yar actually that's all I want to say. super freaky. i shall turn off the damn computer to stop it from terrorizing me. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106241281106514564?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106241281106514564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106241281106514564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_08_31_archive.html#106241281106514564' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106216367651614608</id><published>2003-08-29T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-29T21:27:56.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yupyup ruthie was asking me why I din update. so I shall update now. Actually I dun really know what to write... I think I shall delete the prev entry with all the quizzes one cos itz taking up too much space. n the pic is not small at all wor... cannot see the words on it. n i dun think itz very accurate anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Yar teachers' day today. Oh man Mr Tan was so damn funny as the Li MuBai person... haha Png even funnier... he is so not Matrix Neo la... I mean look at him... ok fine u know what I mean rite. Ok fine out of pt. But then I think Mr Slatter looked really silly as wolfverine. His hair esp. whoa not girly at all man... with straws for claws... haha. &lt;br /&gt;Everyone thought that I looked too small for my instru. Esp Shee Yin ah... once she started talking to me, she started criticizing everything abt me playing the tuba. Ok fine I dun mean to sound crude or anything, but wtf la. I'M the one playing the tuba. so what if I'm a little small? I KNOW I'M SHORT. DUN HAVE TO KEEP REMINDING ME. SIZE IS NOT THE DECIDING FACTOR TO WHAT INSTRUMENT U PLAY. N WHETHER I PLAY THE TUBA OR NOT IS MY OWN BUSINESS. IF U NOT HAPPY THEN DUN WATCH ME PLAY.&lt;br /&gt;yar then during PE yesterday rite, I ganna hit by the bastketball la. then my arm kinda swelled. but heng itz ok liao. if not I wun be able to play today la. But then it was really painful when it lasted, then I couldn't shoot at all whoa. Then I tried shooting with my left hand, n the ball din even manage to reach the bottom of the net. damn sad.&lt;br /&gt;ahh ahh ahh ok fine I meant for this entry to be funny n cheerful. looks like i'm not doing a very gd job. n the pple I'm talking to now a bit the not replying. ok fine OUT OF PT.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm starting to sound more n more like kit. haha. oh dear what an insult to her. oops.&lt;br /&gt;I want to lose wt!!! my BMI is 20.2 n to me that is damn high. eh come on la I used to be 18.5 la. ok fine jerm said muz be optimistic. I'm not too heavy. I'm just too short for my wt. ok fine that din sound very optimistic either.&lt;br /&gt;I'm like trying to keep things going. i keep trying, but nth really seems to work. blah blah bleah. Ok I shall stop b4 I really depress myself. I shall go read Bridget's blog again n kill myself laughing. BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106216367651614608?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106216367651614608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106216367651614608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106216367651614608' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106147454636044396</id><published>2003-08-21T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-21T22:02:26.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yup yup please ignore the previous super violent entry. Ok actually I wanted to be violent today as well. Cos react was POSTPONED to MONDAY N I HAVE A PIANO EXAM. Whoa taibangle. Freak la. I really want to play la. Not to mention seeing all the snrs again. yar. Then my piano teacher said I might be able to get a mutual swop with my fren. so I might be able to go after all. yay yay yay. *claps hands in glee* really hope I can postpone my exam... cos I really really really want to go for react... as in... I'm SL now la... feel this sense of responsibility to both my section n the band... then the songs we chose are really nice la... n challenging. yar. Can get to play with the snrs again... really miss them... Yar then of course itz my last react as part of the band la... so I really want to go. If anyone isn't happy with what I'm writing here, just come see me personally face to face. I mean wth la. not happy then get ur fat nose n ass off my blog. ur getting too nosy for ur own gd. go on. SCRAM. SHOO. do I have to take a broom n sweep u away? I really dun want to contaminate the broom lor. the broom is innocent. n dun make me waste my energy. Take the initiative.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106147454636044396?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106147454636044396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106147454636044396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106147454636044396' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106121728869178455</id><published>2003-08-18T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-18T22:34:48.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wtf wtf wtf wtf wtf wtf... grr grr grr... ah damn it i can just scream. n scream n scream n scream. I am bloody damn pissed. yes stop looking everywhere u freak. I AM PISSED WITH U. DAMN IT. or rather, I'm pissed with myself for not understanding u, for not knowing how to understand u. Itz super frustrating. n u dun care. u can't be bothered. AHHHHH. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok fine dun wry everyone I'm not suicidal or murderous. I'm just FRUSTRATED. Ok fine NO ONE CARES AT ALL. whoa tai bang le. *sacastic smirk* I'm a wolf remember? Hmm... when's the next full moon? Beware man, I might just turn into a werewolf for all u know. Ok fine I hope that won't happen, cos I dun want to hurt u. Ahh DAMN IT WTH IS WRONG WITH ME. I AM SO DAMN BLOODY WEAK. where has all my courage gone man. I am this stupid weak weakling. bleah. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106121728869178455?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106121728869178455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106121728869178455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106121728869178455' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106121657836019434</id><published>2003-08-18T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-18T22:22:58.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/sweeetxkisses/1056774179_ctures6100.jpg" border="0" alt="6100"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nokia 6100 is the phone for you. You always do what&lt;br&gt;you are told. You never make mistakes - or&lt;br&gt;atleast you try not to. You get upset easily&lt;br&gt;when what you have plan need to be changed,&lt;br&gt;especially at the last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/sweeetxkisses/quizzes/Which%20Nokia%20Cellphone%20is%20Most%20Suitable%20for%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Nokia Cellphone is Most Suitable for You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man I really wanted some phone that says that I'm sporty of wadever wadever. What the?!? sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/./...Saja.../1055331468_iginalcoke.gif" border="0" alt="Coca-Cola"&gt;&lt;br&gt;YOU ARE THE REAL THING!!! Coca-Cola. I like you the&lt;br&gt;best. You are very yummy. Many, many people&lt;br&gt;would love to drink you. You are very addictive&lt;br&gt;and when people meet you, they don't want to&lt;br&gt;leave. Most likely, you are very charismatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/...Saja.../quizzes/What%20type%20of%20coke%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What type of coke are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha... I thought they would say something like "R u sure ur a coke? More likely ur plain water" or something like that la. honestly speaking I think I'm kinda boring... in a way. sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh can u hear the depression in my voice? I'm feeling super down now n my eyes are stinging like crazy. I dun feel like doing anything. sometimes I just feel like tossing all my academic stuff away... n go live in some scheluded (bah can't spell) area with no one but nature, a nice little cottage... n my computer (with internet connection)... n everything I have in mind related to paradise la. ah well. this is Singapore I realize. WAKE UP DAMN MYSELF. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106121657836019434?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106121657836019434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106121657836019434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106121657836019434' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106104596655514901</id><published>2003-08-16T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-16T22:59:26.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay I succeeded in changing the template. Now my blog looks so much nicer. Haha I got so excited when I found it. Thx Bridget. I found it on ur blog. Yay man. Tai bang le u rock sia. &lt;br /&gt;Yar I shall talk about the nightmare I had regarding Yu Shan. haha Shan dun kill me. Yar Cons seems convinced that Shan was terrorizing me in this dream. Well... yes n no. Here goes...&lt;br /&gt;Yar the setting was during the Japanese Occupation la. Then there was Shan, Maryann n me. Kinda weird la dun ask me why such a weird era. Anyway, apparently the Japanese troops were coming la. Then in this tiny little room we were in, there was only place to hide 2 pple. Yar. both me n Shan agreed that one of them must be Maryann. Then both of us were arguing who should hide with Maryann. Yar it was a tough decision la. Cos the soldiers were already coming up the stairs. Then Shan just pushed me into that hiding place with Maryann n closed the door. Yar she din give me a chance to say anything. She just said "take gd care of Maryann. If I make it out alive, we'll meet at the forest clearing k?"&lt;br /&gt;Yar she closed the door just in time. But apparently it was a kind of refracting mirror. So I could see what was going on outside. Ok I know technology wasn't so advanced at that time. But this is a DREAM.&lt;br /&gt;Yar then Shan had no time to run cos the soldiers just burst in. At this pt of time I kinda put my hand over Maryann's mouth so that she won't scream. I was about to scream myself but I controlled it. Yar.&lt;br /&gt;Then the soldiers asked Shan something I can't really remember, apparently something about where we were hiding. Then when Shan refused to tell them, they just moved up n beat her up la. Then I could feel Maryann's tears on my hand.&lt;br /&gt;Yar then when Shan was like half unconsious already right, the soldiers kind of did smthing nasty to her la. I shan't say here cos itz pretty obvious I think. If it wasn't for Maryann I would have dashed out to save her. But then Shan had told me not to be implusive n to take care of Maryann. Yar. It was pretty horrible la, cos Shan was kinda like crying a bit, then she was looking in our direction, yar could see the pain in her eyes n she kind of like shook her head slightly. Like resigned to her fate already, yet still worried for our safety.&lt;br /&gt;After that, the soldiers stood back n one of them plunged the bayonet into Shan. I felt Maryann faint on me n at this pt of time I started crying.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the guilt. I kind of indirectly caused Yu Shan's death in this nightmare la. Then she was like more concerned about us than her own safety. She was in pain yet I couldn't do anything to help her. Yar I woke up crying la. Then when I reached school I was so relieved to see Yu Shan sleeping on her table. Safe n Sound. &lt;br /&gt;Yar Yu Shan seemed very tickled when I told her. But she din know the kind of emotional truama I went through. haish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106104596655514901?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106104596655514901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106104596655514901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_08_10_archive.html#106104596655514901' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106101566215717763</id><published>2003-08-16T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-16T14:34:21.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoa I just went to see my blog. HUGE man. Someone tell me how to make it smaller. Or make it look nicer for that matter. *looks at yu kit* haha. KIT help me man. haha. &lt;br /&gt;okok I realize there's open house today. But I'm on MC. &lt;br /&gt;yup yup. guess I really crashed yesterday la. Got off 603 n going into school... worrying abt my friend n everything. (u know who u r) Actually at that time all I wanted to do was to go to the toilet. Super bad stomachache. Then I started to feel real giddy la n couldn't walk str. Then I stepped into school. The next thing I knew I was kind of falling backwards la n viola I was lying on the ground. I wasn't in the middle of the pathway k. More to the side. Could hear the teachers panicking, esp Miss Tang n Mr Ho. *sheepish grin* Yar then could feel the teachers fanning me n everything la. I din really like pass out completely la. I was just kind of half unconsious. ya. Then I regained full consiousness n threw up. Many thanks to Chen Lao Shi for sacrificing her plastic bag. Guess the teacher felt that the vomit would be too poisonous for the grass. &lt;br /&gt;Biang so maluated when I saw Yuh Ning standing in front of me looking at me as if I had horns growing out of my head. Yar she was like "Eunice are u ok?" in that kind of tone that would make u think fainting is part of my daily routine. -_-'&lt;br /&gt;Yar actually I could throw up more la. But then nothing more came out. So it was pretty xin1 ku3 la... like a bit stuck. bleah. Then Miss Tang took me to the toilet cos I still had that super bad stomachache. Whoa I couldn't even walk str man. Yeah I can do drunken fist.  Biang another maluation in the form of Yuh Ning, still standing there, with Xiao Han. Oh no now the whole band's gonna know. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the toilet n had massive diarrhea. sigh. Once again din manage to clear my digestive system completely, but I guess it will have to do.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the General Office, Sick Bay blah blah. I thought my dad will take like one n a half hrs to arrive at sch. But he reached here in abt half an hr. Guess I forgot the existence of the taxi. &lt;br /&gt;Went home to sleep until my mom returned from the hospital. Yar cos my grandfather got check up. Then I went to the doctor. Actually I wanted to sleep more but my mom dragged me to the clinic. Yar then the doctor said I got food poisoning blah blah blah. He actually asked me whether I had some emotional problems bothering me cos that might have triggered off the fainting. N I was like giving him the "what- the?" kind of look. n told him I had a CL test next wk. Man u shld have seen the look on his face. &lt;br /&gt;Went home to bathe then slept somemore. slept until abt 9 plus when I woke up cos the heat n stuffiness in my rm was unbearable. N the tae kwon do pple going "Hee" "Hey" "Hai" n "Ya" downstairs din help much. So I got up n ate some stuff b4 switching on the air con full blast n going back to sleep. But then I couldn't really sleep la... Was quite awake la... physically drained but still awake. Then I started worrying about my friend again. Haiz. Hey u if ur reading this, u shld be grateful that someone actually cares for u so much she fainted worrying about u. *glares*&lt;br /&gt;Yar I kinda lay there for a few hours b4 I managed to fall asleep. It din help that I woke up at 4 am in the morning to go to the toilet. N then I ended up waking up at 7 in the morning. feel kinda restless now. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;Yupz my mom forbidded me to go for open house today. She said my sec 2s could cope. I really hope they can la. Maybe my absence might cause them to play better cos itz less stressful? aiya I dunno la. hope they played ok. &lt;br /&gt;Yay man I shall go do my hw now. Shall write about the nightmare about Yu Shan next time. &lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106101566215717763?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106101566215717763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106101566215717763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_08_10_archive.html#106101566215717763' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687097.post-106101403829056366</id><published>2003-08-16T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-16T14:07:18.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha finally I decided to have a public blog of my own. Took me so long to figure out what was going on. Wah biang I'm so mountain turtle. haha. This thingie is so complicated. Realized if I wanted to wait until I know how to do html before I started a blog I will never start one. Cheers man. Someone teach me now that I do have one. haha. I'm so super damn lame man. Shall write more in the next entry. A bit lost with this thing at the moment. So complex.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5687097-106101403829056366?l=loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106101403829056366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687097/posts/default/106101403829056366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loneranger-thewolf.blogspot.com/2003_08_10_archive.html#106101403829056366' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04296264424975814527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
