<?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-364460460271316155</id><updated>2012-02-16T21:48:19.325+08:00</updated><category term='picspam'/><category term='tag replies'/><title type='text'>Hello 8)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</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>210</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-8831628224898594093</id><published>2009-12-24T18:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T18:35:26.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>210th post! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, I gave up on editing the blogskin and just deleted the blog. It'll be a long x 8943724 time till I have the motivation to start another one. For now, I'll just stick with this hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve! Spent it doing CHINESE. D: Hahaha. And then Darren, Yan Zhou and Xun Yi came over again! Hahaha sixone's santa clauses :D Thank God for sweet friends! Although they were big bullies and read my zuowen aloud and YZ almost ripped bolmoo's tail off :(, and accused me of being anorexic just 'cause they're very heavy. :P HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still waiting for the sunshine! &amp;amp; omg, I think Zhihao's back too :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright back to Chinese! I think I'll spend Christmas doing Chinese too omg :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's unfair! My family don't celebrate Christmas and my friends celebrate with their families. And then I'll be alone at home every year :( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL BYEEEE. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-8831628224898594093?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/8831628224898594093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/12/210th-post-d-hahaha-i-gave-up-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/8831628224898594093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/8831628224898594093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/12/210th-post-d-hahaha-i-gave-up-on.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-4046795036813803107</id><published>2009-12-19T17:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T17:48:51.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back for another short update. &lt;br /&gt;I gave up on editting my new blogskin hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;When I'm free-er, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been almost a year.&lt;br /&gt;Went to read my old posts @ iatesocks (haha don't bother checking you guys can't read it :D), and I don't know if I should laugh or cry.&lt;br /&gt;Laughing at my naivety, or crying for how much it had hurt then. &lt;br /&gt;Figured that time doesn't heal all wounds, people do. &lt;br /&gt;Even then, it does leave an ugly scar there. Nehneh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done with it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;...back to chinese.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-4046795036813803107?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/4046795036813803107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/12/back-for-another-short-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/4046795036813803107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/4046795036813803107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/12/back-for-another-short-update.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-7256396341206419480</id><published>2009-12-08T19:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T19:36:42.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Short post to rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Moon was better than Twilight I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Last day I'll have time to catch up with clar them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ala, back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'It will be as if I'd never existed.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-7256396341206419480?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/7256396341206419480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/12/short-post-to-rant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/7256396341206419480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/7256396341206419480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/12/short-post-to-rant.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-3336750546871653148</id><published>2009-11-23T01:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T01:21:52.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yup, an update.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha yes, finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm have been busy with D&amp;D, and now that it's over I'm moving on to PSL!&lt;br /&gt;Had fun at PSL camp! IPO's coming up next. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new blog's under construction!&lt;br /&gt;Far from done, actually. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I'll see if I have the time. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short post, 'cause I needa sleep soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goooodnight :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Await the new blog! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-3336750546871653148?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/3336750546871653148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/11/yup-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/3336750546871653148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/3336750546871653148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/11/yup-update.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-1033161751122771319</id><published>2009-11-04T01:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T01:14:28.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Heh, yes I'm finally back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd probably close this blog down when I'm free-er! I'll reliven a new blog when I'm free-er too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when's that? After d&amp;d! Yeah I guess I'll be totally free after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally gave up my hopes of being a psl. Results are. Beyond bad, I guess. Compared to the other people who got selected from onefive anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time I start studying studying. Chinese tuition, anyone? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh if I dont get psl, I'll spend at least 3 hours watching shows my sister downloaded :D I'm not even done with CSI NY yet. :/ hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look on the bright side~&lt;br /&gt;(I'm roughly six feet tall~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahhahahaha bye.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-1033161751122771319?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/1033161751122771319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/11/tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/1033161751122771319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/1033161751122771319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/11/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-5774275362421530407</id><published>2009-10-07T04:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T04:41:02.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="5"&gt;HI WORLD, I'M BACK. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;EXAMS ARE OVER! 8D 8D 8D 8D 8D &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ it's 4.15 now hahahha shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent like 5 hours packing my files/tables/stationery/rubbish (till 12am ._.)!&lt;br /&gt;Feel super accomplished. Super neat now. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished some stuff for d&amp;amp;d, can't wait for meeting + meeting dunmanians later. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detailed post &amp;amp; camwhore peeks after tmr. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALA. Finally time to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-5774275362421530407?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/5774275362421530407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/10/hi-world-im-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/5774275362421530407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/5774275362421530407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/10/hi-world-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-6162611646944937124</id><published>2009-10-05T12:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T12:17:28.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180;"&gt;JUST ONE MORE DAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-6162611646944937124?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/6162611646944937124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-one-more-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/6162611646944937124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/6162611646944937124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-one-more-day.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-3999046920375043012</id><published>2009-10-04T03:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T03:13:04.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;At least...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the last time I'm gonna be staying up for work this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-3999046920375043012?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/3999046920375043012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/10/at-least.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/3999046920375043012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/3999046920375043012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/10/at-least.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-4455471695483824642</id><published>2009-10-01T12:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T12:36:08.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SsQwSgGB9AI/AAAAAAAABsY/Q7S3yOfj7d0/s1600-h/1STOCT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 364px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SsQwSgGB9AI/AAAAAAAABsY/Q7S3yOfj7d0/s400/1STOCT.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387484148652962818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miscounted the number of papers.&lt;br /&gt;There's only one chem paper, which is AWESOME x42563294.&lt;br /&gt;Swift death. So confident of failing it. :(&lt;br /&gt;Will mug hard today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio was fine, the only paper I'd dare say I wouldn't fail.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;Just 5 more papers left.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; 5 days to freedom, 5 days to class outing.&lt;br /&gt;6 days to d&amp;amp;d meeting, 6 days to (maybe) meet the dunmanians to study.&lt;br /&gt;7 days to mummy day.&lt;br /&gt;8 days to open house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna draw a list of THINGS ZHENTING MUST DO AFTER EOYS this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I swear, 'clean the messy times two thousand table' will be the first thing after 'have an awesome onefive class outing'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to chem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-4455471695483824642?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/4455471695483824642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/10/miscounted-number-of-papers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/4455471695483824642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/4455471695483824642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/10/miscounted-number-of-papers.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SsQwSgGB9AI/AAAAAAAABsY/Q7S3yOfj7d0/s72-c/1STOCT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-4690190134491505434</id><published>2009-09-30T12:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T12:57:41.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SsLlDH59baI/AAAAAAAABsQ/XuwUKLQMbSk/s1600-h/30THSEPT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 362px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SsLlDH59baI/AAAAAAAABsQ/XuwUKLQMbSk/s400/30THSEPT.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387119946113052066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it doesn't make sense that the scores are dropping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALA TRIPLE SCIENCE PLUS MATH LEFT! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-4690190134491505434?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/4690190134491505434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/09/although-it-doesnt-make-sense-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/4690190134491505434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/4690190134491505434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/09/although-it-doesnt-make-sense-that.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SsLlDH59baI/AAAAAAAABsQ/XuwUKLQMbSk/s72-c/30THSEPT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-8781966019803574324</id><published>2009-09-29T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T17:25:10.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SsHSUXxWc8I/AAAAAAAABsI/E2ymiXZbJUg/s1600-h/29THSEPT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 363px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SsHSUXxWc8I/AAAAAAAABsI/E2ymiXZbJUg/s400/29THSEPT.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386817876732048322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-8781966019803574324?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/8781966019803574324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/8781966019803574324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/8781966019803574324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SsHSUXxWc8I/AAAAAAAABsI/E2ymiXZbJUg/s72-c/29THSEPT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-1040663891650518376</id><published>2009-09-19T14:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T14:40:30.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Behind the scenes &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(Insecurity.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if what they said was true.&lt;br /&gt;What if it was? And so what if it wasn't anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study break!&lt;br /&gt;How ironic. Study and break don't go together.&lt;br /&gt;Aghalaghagdsfgv. So sick of studying.&lt;br /&gt;How many more days till the end of it all again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed dhs mooncake festival celebration!&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to hear longteng again. :\&lt;br /&gt;Haven't heard a CO song for super long alr.&lt;br /&gt;(CO - carbon monoxide! Produced due to incomplete combustion. Oh no.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to studying!&lt;br /&gt;Math math math!&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh Zhenting please try to not fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUGGING W JO TMR WHOOOO :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should go crash DH for their library next week, can study with them also.&lt;br /&gt;Miss Zhihao them. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-1040663891650518376?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/1040663891650518376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/09/behind-scenes-insecurity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/1040663891650518376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/1040663891650518376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/09/behind-scenes-insecurity.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-3260779680806243080</id><published>2009-09-16T21:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T21:58:58.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Be a man~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teared in LA today 'cause Mr Ng played some clip that had the Mulan 'Be a man' part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately thought of... Cresmic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss those times when we just sang the Be a Man song over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;Miss saying that Huijun was manly.&lt;br /&gt;Miss seeing the crazy 'muscular' arms on the whiteboard.&lt;br /&gt;Miss..BP lessons, no matter how boring it might get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss DH. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, -SNAPPPPPP-&lt;br /&gt;Back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;Studying mugging studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 or 20 more days till the end of exams.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how many till the start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-3260779680806243080?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/3260779680806243080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/09/be-man-teared-in-la-today-cause-mr-ng.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/3260779680806243080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/3260779680806243080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/09/be-man-teared-in-la-today-cause-mr-ng.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-6922266170607532166</id><published>2009-09-10T23:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T23:38:40.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm really bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SqkdTWZ7khI/AAAAAAAABro/-y4oXchGvd0/s1600-h/BOLMOOOO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 388px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SqkdTWZ7khI/AAAAAAAABro/-y4oXchGvd0/s400/BOLMOOOO.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379863448139829778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Taking a break off Chem.&lt;br /&gt;Have been doing chem notes for the past 8 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Accomplished ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeeeepy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-6922266170607532166?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/6922266170607532166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-really-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/6922266170607532166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/6922266170607532166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-really-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SqkdTWZ7khI/AAAAAAAABro/-y4oXchGvd0/s72-c/BOLMOOOO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-5461735211296763043</id><published>2009-09-09T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T23:59:13.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Heart attack(s)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ala, spent the day out today studying!&lt;br /&gt;Came home, and I'm still going back to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;'Mr Foo really loves his daughters I think. He always talks about them in class and stuff.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;'Oh. Eh yknow my naughty girl ah...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No lifeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;^^^'s written on my wrist.&lt;br /&gt;Artwork by Chengyee -__- hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Look on the bright side, I'm roughly six feet tall~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(But actually ah. I'm like 30cm away. Or more.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh BACK TO STUDYING :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-5461735211296763043?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/5461735211296763043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/09/heart-attacks-ala-spent-day-out-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/5461735211296763043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/5461735211296763043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/09/heart-attacks-ala-spent-day-out-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-3214184521094518530</id><published>2009-09-04T01:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T01:45:45.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home and slept like a pig today. :(&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still feeling tired.&lt;br /&gt;Becoming more and more piggy like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSL interview tmr!&lt;br /&gt;Don't screw up Zhenting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the Physics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-3214184521094518530?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/3214184521094518530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/09/tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/3214184521094518530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/3214184521094518530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/09/tired.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-4121390321274997125</id><published>2009-09-01T20:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T00:02:30.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;On the first day I'm 15, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you:&lt;br /&gt;(In no order of merit!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;OHNINEVEEONEFIVE&lt;/span&gt;LOVELOVE!, Darryl, PX, XX, Xunyi, Angshuang, JT, Jiaqi, Shermaine, Vivienne, Clar, Colin, Chik, Jolene, Justin (Yeo), Yunen, Fiona, Yan, Sally, Brenda, Ben, David, Grace, Chengyee, Charlene, Mervin, Rason, Pengjie, Junjie, Raey, Millenia, Haihua, Darren, Vanessa, Nicolette, Jia Min, Joey, Jiayan, Yanzhou, Cheeyang, Yiqi, Leongying, Boon Hui, Melvin, Zhan Peng, Terence, Jia Ying, Elizabeth, Chei Chau, Rohit, Janice, Zameer, Pearl, (Koh) Jiamin, (Ang) Jiamin, Christine, Marcus, Justin (Ng), Iggy, Nicole, Vivian, Jiajian, Bryan (Teo), Jingwen. Enya, Alfred, Charmaine, Aeri, Caleb, Gregory, Amanda, (Last update: 1159)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the Happy Birthdays :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; thank you:&lt;br /&gt;Angshuang, Clarissa, Zhihao, Rason and Sally for spending the day with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Idk what was the 'plan', or if there was even a 'plan' at all, but yeah, thanks Rason for kinda organizing it, I appreciate it. Pretty sure you tried to 'organize' this plus getting me a fancy cake just to get me to forgive you, but I think this isn't really the right. Way?  I mean, appearing on my birthday  with everyone telling me that you 'organized' this isn't going to make me snap my fingers and go 'yknow Rason, I'm already not annoyed at you.' And not to mention that you never knew about my balloon bursting phobia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Yknow, I thought like. Yeah, finally it's a holiday, when we can take time off our hectic schedules and we can finally do the things that we're best at -- making lots of noise everywhere, getting chased out of restaurants, sitting by the pool talking cock, yadayada. But I guess. I was wrong. Just getting the usual five or six of us (plus nicky) to sit down and have lunch together  is probably just too much to ask for right now. Idk why I'm crying over this on my birthday. I meannnn. Yeah, after all, it's my birthday, and there's so much more for me to be happy about, like bolmoo and. Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday's over, the-last-time-I'm-gonna-have-fun day is over.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just gonna go back to studying hard for EOYs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YESTERDAYYYYYY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHERS DAY CELEBRATION IS FINALLY OVERRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;Like. Yay finally. :D&lt;br /&gt;I guess the teachers pretty much liked it, so yeah! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my birthday celebration during breakfast!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks onefive, reallyreally :D&lt;br /&gt;Although I was really scared ya'll would throw cake in my face, yeah! :D&lt;br /&gt;Luvluvluvluvluvvv ya'll okay.&lt;br /&gt;And thanks Mr Ng for the Bananaaa. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to DH after that, hugged lots and lots of people,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; thank you for the verbal happy birthdays I didn't mention on the above!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the library to meet up with the sixone guys plus Crystal and Brenda!&lt;br /&gt;OMGAAAAAH.&lt;br /&gt;Wingbun changed super a lot,&lt;br /&gt;And I sweaaar,&lt;br /&gt;The four used-to-be short guys still look super 'cute' together.&lt;br /&gt;Alfred, Likeen, Darren and Yanzhou!&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah I still have that P6 last day of school photo when they all stood together.&lt;br /&gt;AND THEY STILL LOOK THE SAME NOW!&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha funny.&lt;br /&gt;Jianwen, LLC and Hongjie were there too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet ultramaniacs after that!&lt;br /&gt;Omgggggg.&lt;br /&gt;The last time we actually went out was like 3 years ago!&lt;br /&gt;Went back to the same swing that we cried at on the last day of p6 and wow.&lt;br /&gt;I felt so old. Time really flew past all of us!&lt;br /&gt;Catch up catch up, ice cream, camwhoring and home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably the most meaningful 31st Aug ever. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-4121390321274997125?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/4121390321274997125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/09/on-first-day-im-15-thank-you-in-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/4121390321274997125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/4121390321274997125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/09/on-first-day-im-15-thank-you-in-no.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-5840936093409739802</id><published>2009-08-29T14:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T14:21:32.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A week ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired+busy to update my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's been. A lot less stressful! :D&lt;br /&gt;CA results are keyed in, no more assignments.&lt;br /&gt;Guess it's time to start mugging for EOYs already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grades this term are....&lt;br /&gt;Okay, surprisingly. 'cause I failed the chem tests pretty badly.&lt;br /&gt;Deproved for Geog, Math and Chem!&lt;br /&gt;Mugmugmugmug nowwwww. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers' day will be over soon!&lt;br /&gt;Relieved, relieved.&lt;br /&gt;Last council event this year.&lt;br /&gt;Then D&amp;amp;D forms are gonna come in and we'll be super busy again!&lt;br /&gt;PSL interview next week as well.&lt;br /&gt;Scaredscaredscared.&lt;br /&gt;Better buck up for my EOYs and be a gooder girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just sent Rohit off on Friday,&lt;br /&gt;23 of us were late for school, heh.&lt;br /&gt;Hope he's doing well back in US!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired. I've been falling asleep very frequently.&lt;br /&gt;Classes, talks, when I'm studying...&lt;br /&gt;Boo. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jy everyone yay. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-5840936093409739802?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/5840936093409739802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/08/week-ago.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/5840936093409739802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/5840936093409739802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/08/week-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-5760772143258985407</id><published>2009-08-22T22:25:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T23:04:13.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;(Written on my forehead)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SpAH8Sf-fXI/AAAAAAAABrQ/wEQ4HdTKrrE/s1600-h/stressballz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 332px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SpAH8Sf-fXI/AAAAAAAABrQ/wEQ4HdTKrrE/s400/stressballz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372803087792504178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates!&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been doing anything much besides..&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;amp;D D&amp;amp;D D&amp;amp;D D&amp;amp;D&lt;br /&gt;Homework homework&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;amp;D D&amp;amp;D D&amp;amp;D D&amp;amp;D&lt;br /&gt;Homework homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my job for D&amp;amp;D and teachers day are pretty similar,&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending a lot of time calling up people and asking for prices of their products.&lt;br /&gt;One common thing among all the people I've called:&lt;br /&gt;Male, sounds old, sounds blur about how much their products are.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to ulu places in Paya then travelled to Bras Basah to check prices of the D&amp;amp;D goodie bag stuff!&lt;br /&gt;Shared 20 honeysticks yumyum.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a good vacuum cleaner hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I realized guys are so annoying when they're with one another.&lt;br /&gt;-Stabs Sihui and David-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't really do anything useful today besides getting one or two more namecards.&lt;br /&gt;ALA I CAN'T WAIT FOR THE SPONSORS TO RESPOND.&lt;br /&gt;Moneymoney = start on goodie bag = end my job quickly + start on decor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(So lazy to make my post detailed. :x)&lt;br /&gt;WAITING FOR VANESSA FOR PICTURES. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just stalked some people 'cause I was so bored of looking at Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly miss Angshuang a lot. Hahahah. Grounded pig. :(&lt;br /&gt;I think the recent D&amp;amp;D, Teachers day stuff, homework cycle made me feel very no-life.&lt;br /&gt;Miss Zhihao Clar yadayadayadayada a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Just met Yunen today! She was with Debby and Enya heh.&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Jo tmr to study and badminton! It's been damn long.&lt;br /&gt;Since like start of year 2 we stopped playing I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the first year I really can't wait for Teachers' Day to be over.&lt;br /&gt;Idk why! I don't really look forward to my birthday this year.&lt;br /&gt;I'm hearing the EXAMS ARE COMING ZHENTING voice at the back of my head alr.&lt;br /&gt;Stress + Zhenting's not high at all.&lt;br /&gt;In fact I think I'm quite grumpy nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;Turning into an old woman. Ahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh back to Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; wait, omggggg is the PSL thingo supposed to be out today. :O&lt;br /&gt;(Somehow I suddenly think if I don't get it I won't really be that depressed.&lt;br /&gt;Not being myself.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-5760772143258985407?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/5760772143258985407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/08/written-on-my-forehead.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/5760772143258985407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/5760772143258985407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/08/written-on-my-forehead.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SpAH8Sf-fXI/AAAAAAAABrQ/wEQ4HdTKrrE/s72-c/stressballz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-8106785270271438004</id><published>2009-08-17T20:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T20:52:01.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;First times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I was getting proud over not crying for such a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, thanks thanks thanks a lot,&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa, PJ, Bryan, Mary Pratik Laisum and Chengyee. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Maybe it's just today.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tmr would be a better day.&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to the party at Mr Ng's place tmr.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; guess what was the worse part of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-8106785270271438004?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/8106785270271438004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-times.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/8106785270271438004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/8106785270271438004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-times.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-6867525224310768317</id><published>2009-08-15T02:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T02:35:23.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Uncertainty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, getting depressed over my results again.&lt;br /&gt;Doing math at 2 in the morning, surprisingly productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;We need to get the definition of love right. That's the only thing I'm sure of right now. If sorry was the right word, I'd say it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-6867525224310768317?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/6867525224310768317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/08/uncertainty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/6867525224310768317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/6867525224310768317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/08/uncertainty.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-3447741109246323234</id><published>2009-08-13T17:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T17:43:36.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Sorry x 5923752384.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's wrong with me recently.&lt;br /&gt;Kept getting annoyed easily. :(&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, it's either sleep deprived or overstressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really can't wait for weekends to come.&lt;br /&gt;I need need need  to sleep. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-3447741109246323234?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/3447741109246323234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/08/sorry-x-5923752384.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/3447741109246323234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/3447741109246323234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/08/sorry-x-5923752384.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-2727079095176053385</id><published>2009-08-10T19:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T19:53:24.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;(Railway stations)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc04.deviantart.com/fs5/i/2004/270/3/5/monopoly_by_zbegra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 499px; height: 374px;" src="http://fc04.deviantart.com/fs5/i/2004/270/3/5/monopoly_by_zbegra.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lots of fun today although I was dreading it once Chengyee texted me.&lt;br /&gt;She fell sick, so I was the only girl left in the project group.&lt;br /&gt;Wallace, Yan and ZP were big bullies, but yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Had fun playing monopoly. :D&lt;br /&gt;Did quite a fair bit for Geog proj. today, have to go and finish up Bio, then chiong proj.&lt;br /&gt;Then start on chinese worksheets and compo and.. yeah I guess that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study time. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-2727079095176053385?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/2727079095176053385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/08/railway-stations-had-lots-of-fun-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/2727079095176053385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/2727079095176053385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/08/railway-stations-had-lots-of-fun-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-6281380796377819236</id><published>2009-08-08T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T20:57:27.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Death of a marshmallow)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc07.deviantart.com/fs46/f/2009/169/3/2/Death_Marshmallow_by_Alephunky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 450px;" src="http://fc07.deviantart.com/fs46/f/2009/169/3/2/Death_Marshmallow_by_Alephunky.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to kill my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Super lazy to update. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-6281380796377819236?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/6281380796377819236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/08/death-of-marshmallow-i-think-im-going.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/6281380796377819236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/6281380796377819236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/08/death-of-marshmallow-i-think-im-going.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-123041100077457748</id><published>2009-08-07T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T20:50:51.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Super lazy to update &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://sdrawkcabdelleps.blogspot.com/"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ask for permission.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't be posting much nowadays. Busylazybuzylasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National day celeb. today, went to meet Clar, Nicky, Angshuang, Zhihao and Sally after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't seen some of them for quite awhile and... yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO SALLY WELCOME BACK TO CIVILISATION/OUT OF THE HOSPITAL! :D&lt;br /&gt;Hope your 40.7 fever+h1n1 didn't kill your brain.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the meal today, will treat you next time aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angshuang will probably be grounded again until like my birthday or something.&lt;br /&gt;Nooooo. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ala, back to rotting on my sofa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-123041100077457748?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/123041100077457748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/08/super-lazy-to-update-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/123041100077457748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/123041100077457748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/08/super-lazy-to-update-here.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-826108436888708141</id><published>2009-07-31T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T21:32:13.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Gonna pull my hair out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-826108436888708141?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/826108436888708141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/07/gonna-pull-my-hair-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/826108436888708141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/826108436888708141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/07/gonna-pull-my-hair-out.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-2738878923715424687</id><published>2009-07-30T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T20:52:24.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just can't stand it when you don't ever admit your mistakes and pretend that you're right.&lt;br /&gt;Slamming your room door behind you not wanting to listen to what I have to say doesn't make you right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Fluctuations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannoyed day. Was happy and now I'm annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, wash it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, got back Geog today.&lt;br /&gt;I don't get why when I'm confident of scraping pass the passing mark, I fail.&lt;br /&gt;When I'm positive of failing, I don't.&lt;br /&gt;Okay it's a good thing, stop complaining.&lt;br /&gt;YUP I PASSED GEOG TOO!&lt;br /&gt;LA and lit left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem test tmr, if I fail again I'm going to fail overall alr I think.&lt;br /&gt;Pullpullpull up socks! Pleasepleaseplease let me pass this time. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agh, so tired.&lt;br /&gt;Oh &amp;amp; I got caught by Mr Tan for my skirt.&lt;br /&gt;Gave me a shock la, he just 'you, come here' -does the one finger thing-&lt;br /&gt;I thought he was gonna scream at me ._.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; he ended off with 'don't think I don't know dunman girls okay. Their skirts very long one okay!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alaaaa. Tired. Chem test. Chinese worksheetS. Haven't done a lot.&lt;br /&gt;:( bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&amp;amp; sea breezes, moving ships. So close to falling for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-2738878923715424687?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/2738878923715424687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-cant-stand-it-when-you-dont-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/2738878923715424687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/2738878923715424687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-cant-stand-it-when-you-dont-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-8825370071348063073</id><published>2009-07-29T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T22:54:51.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs24/i/2008/012/3/7/Tired_by_PapirDue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 332px;" src="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs24/i/2008/012/3/7/Tired_by_PapirDue.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying. :(&lt;br /&gt;Tired, like super tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for going to buy the drawing block w/ me PJ. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to sleep so badly. But I need to study chem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Careers Fair today. Duty as host! &amp;amp; the usual carrying tables and chairs.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so amazed I could say Infocomm Development Authorities of Singapore right the first time.&lt;br /&gt;Aha. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to talk to my bolster soon. Tired x 58327423.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;When feeling loved seems negative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-8825370071348063073?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/8825370071348063073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/07/tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/8825370071348063073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/8825370071348063073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/07/tired.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-2060529708323224070</id><published>2009-07-28T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T22:11:28.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Analogies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ZHENTING PASSED PHYSICS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, what an accomplishment. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring boring day, trip science with one break.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; my chinese homework is piling up, better start doing them right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say hi to short posts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-2060529708323224070?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/2060529708323224070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/07/analogies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/2060529708323224070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/2060529708323224070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/07/analogies.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-7946358385879816850</id><published>2009-07-27T12:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T12:14:26.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;F..alala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So friggin' annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;Which daughter tells her dad not to be vulgar and gets slapped for it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just gonna run out of house. Idk where to head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-7946358385879816850?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/7946358385879816850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/07/f.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/7946358385879816850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/7946358385879816850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/07/f.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-652769554423007152</id><published>2009-07-27T00:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T00:23:50.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ugh sorry for no updates for a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Happy Birthday Darren, Nicky &amp;amp; Xunyi. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Fell sick few days back, explains the lack of updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Got better, then got sent home by Mr Ng during duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Missed 25th anniv dinner, once in a lifetime. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Studied chem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Still pretty lost in chem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Getting scolded by dad right now. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's almost it.&lt;br /&gt;My life ain't that interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get well soon Mary, please, stop playing taptap/watching movies alr! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, my class's down with a bug. Manymany people are sick.&lt;br /&gt;Get well soon to all. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondersome I'm done with my post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOPE WAIT NOT YET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELLO DARRYLZ&lt;/span&gt;heng&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;u&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;u&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;hang&lt;br /&gt;6th sense tells me you're reading this 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'll promise to stop the zzzz at you once I get used to the fact that you're zzzz. :x&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA(zzzz).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, 加油 as a zzzz okay!&lt;br /&gt;(Bet your number one mission is to impress -COUGHCOUGHCOUGH-)&lt;br /&gt;Be a good leader, thank goodness I'm not in dh anymore or you'll bully me.&lt;br /&gt;NOW THAT I'M OUT OF DH, I BULLY YOU INSTEADZZZZ. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-652769554423007152?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/652769554423007152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/07/ugh-sorry-for-no-updates-for-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/652769554423007152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/652769554423007152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/07/ugh-sorry-for-no-updates-for-week.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-7631603935773736823</id><published>2009-07-22T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T18:57:16.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;INDIEVENTURE DAY 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha I like my group. :)&lt;br /&gt;Damn lazy to blog. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO SHAWN TAN ALTHOUGH YOU'RE NOT READING THIS I HATE YOU TO THE MAX!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kidding. I don't.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; JUST WANNA BEAT YOU UP DOWN LEFT RIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ugh, HE SPENT THE WHOLE DAY LAUGHING AT MY FRINGE.&lt;br /&gt;And Yan covered up for him. And Alvin from next door insulted me till I wanna go bang wall okay.&lt;br /&gt;IF I EVER FORM A EVIL PEOPLE LIST SHAWN'LL BE THE FIRST!&lt;br /&gt;And ZP will be the last, since he's proven himself unevil. Hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, it is understandable why he laughed.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh screwed fringe -cries-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm!&lt;br /&gt;Indieventure!&lt;br /&gt;DUNMANIANS, READ THIS PART SUPER CLEARLY OK.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS IDMI OVER THERE, I SWEEEEAR.&lt;br /&gt;APPRECIATE YOUR SUPER FUN IDMI OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, indieventure isn't... bad.&lt;br /&gt;Just... small scale and narrow-ish.&lt;br /&gt;Like even in year one we had the chance to go to the w/e farms,&lt;br /&gt;Create commercials, posters, yada.&lt;br /&gt;Second year we got to explore a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Like I remember our group going down to the malay village ourselves and did interviews there.&lt;br /&gt;Here it's all school based.&lt;br /&gt;Everything's rather rigid.&lt;br /&gt;Basically it isn't... really fun. (Yeah I know, taking curriculum time off and all. But! D: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh yeah, in DHS we got time off school, like no needa go school at all,&lt;br /&gt;Except meeting mentor sessions,&lt;br /&gt;But here we come to school to meet our groups and do everything in school!&lt;br /&gt;Miss IDMI a lot, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gareth, Vivian, Sihui and Rohit are awesome group members yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-didn't update my drafts in day 2-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;INDIEVENTURE DAY 3!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ala almost done with everything.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Headaches + sore throat!&lt;br /&gt;Hope I don't sound like a duck during presentation tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGAAAAAAH&lt;br /&gt;I CAN MAKE IT FOR PASSING DOWN!&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;No wait I dread going, 'CAUSE EVERYONE'S GONNA GO GSKGVSDGS ZHENTING WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR HAIR. Heeeeeellll. Its okay zhenting, IT'S OKAY. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-7631603935773736823?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/7631603935773736823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/07/indieventure-day-1-aha-i-like-my-group.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/7631603935773736823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/7631603935773736823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/07/indieventure-day-1-aha-i-like-my-group.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-5833291992781718298</id><published>2009-07-17T20:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T21:25:44.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Plot, on the graph paper, Zhenting's mood against time.&lt;br /&gt;Label the important points clearly. [5]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer:&lt;br /&gt;Graph is in a shape of a sine curve (3)&lt;br /&gt;At t=17 July, m= -8563289432 happimeter (2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it isn't that bad, but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Failed Chem, screwed up chinese, can't get my phone battery, and what else?&lt;br /&gt;Angshuang's grounded until her promos end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe Zhenting breathe, use the positive thinking thing to psycho yourself. -__-&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna spend more time with my study table on weekends.&lt;br /&gt;That's all, no pain no gain.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently psychoing isn't working.&lt;br /&gt;MOVING ON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework!&lt;br /&gt;Physics practical report, math assignment.&lt;br /&gt;Anything else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh.&lt;br /&gt;Think if I continue sighing I'm gonna become an old woman in no time.&lt;br /&gt;Let's just wait for the graph to reach it's minimum point, it'd spring back up again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished I get hit my a car tomorrow so I won't have to care about the headache anymore.&lt;br /&gt;1 panadol a day would probably make Zhenting's brains fade away. -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THANKS JO FOR SHOPPING W/ ME TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;Love you the most, although I guess I didn't really say anything I wanted to tell you today!&lt;br /&gt;Ramblewamble didn't wanna get out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-5833291992781718298?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/5833291992781718298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/07/plot-on-graph-paper-zhentings-mood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/5833291992781718298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/5833291992781718298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/07/plot-on-graph-paper-zhentings-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-9075608736337171201</id><published>2009-07-16T18:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T19:13:02.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs4/i/2005/134/4/c/Positive_by_Faulk7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 411px;" src="http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs4/i/2005/134/4/c/Positive_by_Faulk7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;(Positive)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yknow maybe this is just the 'down' period of your life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Everything will spring back up again soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh Zhenting, stop talking to yourself and get unhappy over it already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POSITIVE THINKING!&lt;br /&gt;It's all going to be fine! :D&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, don't think COPE works for me. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Didn't wanna go home today 'cause I knew I'd feel like this once I get home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hate it when home doesn't even feel like home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POSITIVE THINKING AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;Nah, it'll blow over soon, just chill and breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SCHOOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm no notices of my other subject,&lt;br /&gt;BUT I PASSED CHINESE!&lt;br /&gt;Oh mama, 14 marks for summary,&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S A RECORD FOR ZHENTING OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;Her highest score for summary just doubled.&lt;br /&gt;Think laoshi marked super leniently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;I PASSED CHINESE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BY 4 MARKS I THINK.&lt;br /&gt;OR 3.&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER, I PASSED.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Mr Teo manages to finish the papers today we'll get it back tmr!&lt;br /&gt;And I'm surely gonna fail heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems so upsetting nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOING OUT WITH JO TMRRRRR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; thanks for taking over my igloo duty, J.. Mervin! :)&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long while! Guess I'll have a lot lot to tell her tmr.&lt;br /&gt;It feels good to know that no matter how distant we are, we're still best friends. :D&lt;br /&gt;Funny though, distant although we're in the same school heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-9075608736337171201?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/9075608736337171201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/07/positive-yknow-maybe-this-is-just-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/9075608736337171201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/9075608736337171201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/07/positive-yknow-maybe-this-is-just-down.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-5219810933829191767</id><published>2009-07-15T19:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T19:26:40.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Annoying. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just argued with mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got more papers back today.&lt;br /&gt;So far I failed one, passed one by 3 marks, and did okay for another.&lt;br /&gt;I'm expecting 2 more fails (chem and geog) and 3 more just passes. (LA, physics and lit.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got an insect bite on my right eyebag.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I know, of all places.&lt;br /&gt;Looks super blown up and disgusting now ew. :(&lt;br /&gt;Meeting @ the treehouse = insect bites. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese presentation tmr, lit due tmr, geog due tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a break. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-5219810933829191767?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/5219810933829191767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/07/annoying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back to post!&lt;br /&gt;'ve been so lazy to blog. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;LAST DAY OF RTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLASS OUTING @ ECP / PLAZA SINGGGG.&lt;br /&gt;Ate at BK, vball, cycled, BIRTHDAY CELEBRATION!, styling Leyuan's hair @ Macs,&lt;br /&gt;Going over to plaza sing, watching obsessed, getting out of the cinema with Catherine and Jane,&lt;br /&gt;Meeting them again for dinner, sushi dinner @ Chengyee's secret romantic place,&lt;br /&gt;Playing I have never and ever, bus-ing home with Yan.&lt;br /&gt;'NUFF SAID!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn202/ibitesocks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=LGIM0412.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn202/ibitesocks/th_LGIM0412.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a 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src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn202/ibitesocks/LGIM0419.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Yay thanks onefive for such an amazing day,&lt;br /&gt;Although the movie really sucked. :x&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Next day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GATECRASHING WEIGE'S! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACK FROM CANADAAAA!&lt;br /&gt;He changed super duper a lot. Hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;Felt like a foreigner there la,&lt;br /&gt;I was the only one on the table not speaking with Chinese in China accent.&lt;br /&gt;And I couldn't hold the chopsticks properly.&lt;br /&gt;Maluuuu. :(&lt;br /&gt;Thennnn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MET  CLAR, ANGSHUANG, ZHIHAO, SALLY, NICKY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parkway --&gt; Marina --&gt; Angshuang's condo!&lt;br /&gt;Usual talking sessions, ate at almost all fast food restaurants possible in the entire day,&lt;br /&gt;Got chased out of every one of them when we played cards,&lt;br /&gt;Watched Ice Age 3!&lt;br /&gt;And bought my electronic dictionary hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; 一个月不见，Zhihao 在香港一定找到女朋友了 lor.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;OH AND SALLY THE SORE LOSER + FUNNY EXPRESSIONS WHEN PLAYING CARDS!&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahhaahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;Priceless moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pictures, till I get my own camera. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Out w/ mummy on Sunday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy, or mummy not. Hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner, getting lost for a moment at clarke quay (although someone denies it),&lt;br /&gt;Watching scary people doing scary bungee and scary ginormous swing,&lt;br /&gt;Getting 'angry' plus many more 'angriness', &amp;amp; home. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Back to school, Monday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons, lessons, lessons, tired, tired, tired,&lt;br /&gt;PE PE PE! :D&lt;br /&gt;Super tired x 5023573. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala, &amp;amp; I'm done with my post. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;amp;D COMM MEETING TMR TMR TMR! :D&lt;br /&gt;And the day after tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Which means cancelling on Clar, Zhihao them.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;Such irony, sucks to be the happiest girl on the world when I really don't want it. Agh no. I'm so not gonna make the same mistake all over again. Swallowed the key and digested it, no way of opening it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-6062777591289240697?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/6062777591289240697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/07/swallowed-key-and-digested-it-theres-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/6062777591289240697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/6062777591289240697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/07/swallowed-key-and-digested-it-theres-no.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-265764573272199408</id><published>2009-07-12T00:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T01:06:16.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;In case you were wondering,&lt;br /&gt;NO ZHENTING DIDN'T COMMIT SUICIDE AFTER RTS.&lt;br /&gt;Duh she didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TESTS ARE OVERRRRRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm really tired, like collapsing tired.&lt;br /&gt;Think I need to see the doctor about my headaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with onefive (OMG 18 PEOPLE!) on friday,&lt;br /&gt;Met PJ to surprise Weige @ his house this morning,&lt;br /&gt;(Oh yes before I say anything, WEIGE CHANGED SUPER A LOTTT)&lt;br /&gt;Then met Zhihao, Clar, Nicky, Sally, Angshuang for lunch movie dinner &amp;amp; usual slacking at Angshuang's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to sleep, reallyreally.&lt;br /&gt;Posts &amp;amp; pictures up tmr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like holiday's just starting.&lt;br /&gt;And I have a long list on homework on my list.&lt;br /&gt;-stabs myself-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder if I'd die suddenly, really.&lt;br /&gt;Body system's like going bonkers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yada goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-265764573272199408?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/265764573272199408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/07/hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/265764573272199408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/265764573272199408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/07/hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-7729480066053002885</id><published>2009-07-07T14:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T14:58:55.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First things first,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SlLsvKJooyI/AAAAAAAABPU/11OcXYgmb1A/s1600-h/MaryJane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SlLsvKJooyI/AAAAAAAABPU/11OcXYgmb1A/s400/MaryJane.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355603201819714338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, 0707 BABIES. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mary Anne:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(She's first 'cause she was born first, no biasedness. :D)&lt;br /&gt;First of all, thanks a lot for cheering me up this morning, darling. :D&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't have made it through my LA paper without you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And more importantly,&lt;br /&gt;Stay violent, sweet, pretty, nice, smart and Chengyee's-jealousy-inducing!&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOU, you're &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt; making it to a peacemaker.&lt;br /&gt;Just that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TIIIIIINY&lt;/span&gt; BIT.&lt;br /&gt;I'd train you to not throw things back at people who threw things at you, if you want. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Note to self: It's okay Zhenting, it's okay to lie on someone's birthday, she'll forgive you.&lt;br /&gt;Well it's almost true anyway, except tiny and almost aren't words to use.&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry about lying about it. It's fine, chill. Anyway what could happen?&lt;br /&gt;Get my head cut into two. But wait, I'm not Yan. I should be safe.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Zhenting's not worrying anymore.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you much,&lt;br /&gt;(Hello Chengyee I love you too don't worry. :D)&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sorry I had to add the above line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy 15th. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(+ SECRET FLYING KISSES AND HUGS!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;NIHAOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;You scary person with scary stares!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember before school reopened we talkity talked till 2am,&lt;br /&gt;and you banged your head on the wall when you're sleeping?&lt;br /&gt;(Or was that me?) Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, how do I put this...&lt;br /&gt;STAY AWAY FROM TALL PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;Good enough hint? 8D&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Kidding, love you even if you don't. Lalala. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay super duper pretty and please,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GET SOME SUN EXPOSURE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll be good for you, seriously!&lt;br /&gt;You and your crazy dancers must be fair and skinny theory.&lt;br /&gt;Tsktsktsk. Shenjingbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND I STILL OWE YOU CARLS JNR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go out someday after RTs, my treat! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luvluv from me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 15TH! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, today's papers were fine, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Pass-able! IH, Chinese, Chem, Physics and Math left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class photos are out!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Mary, again. :)&lt;br /&gt;Feels funny, like I've never existed in onefive.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it's okay, really, it doesn't matter how many informal photoshoots we have on our own.&lt;br /&gt;'cause it's definitely not gonna change anything already, right?&lt;br /&gt;Like, idk, yearbooks and everything.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying IH time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-7729480066053002885?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/7729480066053002885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-things-first-happy-birthday-0707.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/7729480066053002885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/7729480066053002885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-things-first-happy-birthday-0707.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SlLsvKJooyI/AAAAAAAABPU/11OcXYgmb1A/s72-c/MaryJane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-8503518778562053485</id><published>2009-07-06T09:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T09:26:45.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Omgggggg,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT STARTS TOMORROWWWWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One side of me says:&lt;br /&gt;DIE DIE DIE I'M NOT CONFIDENT OF ANYTHING AND IT'S GONNA START TOMORROW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other side says:&lt;br /&gt;WHOO I FINALLY CAN TAKE A BREAK FROM STUDYING IN FOUR DAYS' TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alaaaaaaa excited+nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realized this morning that I forgot to off my computer.&lt;br /&gt;So I shall off my computer now to 'compensate' for the energy I wasted. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yadaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow tomorrow tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-8503518778562053485?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/8503518778562053485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/07/omgggggg-it-starts-tomorrowwwww.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/8503518778562053485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/8503518778562053485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/07/omgggggg-it-starts-tomorrowwwww.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-450768237011233629</id><published>2009-07-05T21:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T21:43:11.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not looking at the TV...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not looking at the TV...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not looking at the TV...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not looking at the TV...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not looking at the TV...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not looking at the TV...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not looking at the TV...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not looking at the TV...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AM&lt;/span&gt; LOOKING AT THE TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Control, ready, get set... RUN TO YOUR NOTES AND BURY YOURSELF IN IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-450768237011233629?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/450768237011233629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-not-looking-at-tv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/450768237011233629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/450768237011233629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-not-looking-at-tv.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-622017347200079496</id><published>2009-07-05T18:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T18:12:40.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mama Power!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I think when people reach a certain age their maturity level will start going down drastically. Besides being a crazy mummy who keeps annoying me by throwing liquorice jellybeans at me, and telling me that the dinosaur from jurassic park is gonna fly through my window, so I better get away from it, my mother tells me this when I say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhenting: 妈我有很大的压力，我可以不要读书吗？&lt;br /&gt;Mother: 压什么压！你压SAI4 ah!&lt;br /&gt;Zhenting: -laughs-&lt;br /&gt;Mummy: -laughs-&lt;br /&gt;Sister: Ting what happened?&lt;br /&gt;Mother: 阿廷他压sai！变成‘鸭’子了! -laughs to herself-&lt;br /&gt;Us: -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv mama much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to studying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-622017347200079496?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/622017347200079496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/07/mama-power-seriously-i-think-when.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/622017347200079496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/622017347200079496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/07/mama-power-seriously-i-think-when.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-6947319080683301707</id><published>2009-07-05T13:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T13:43:18.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Starting to feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting to get stressed.&lt;br /&gt;Starting to doubt if I can pass (...)&lt;br /&gt;Okay I backspaced whatever I typed as I thought&lt;br /&gt;'cause I realized it's basically all the subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know lit and LA is gonna be the hardest for me,&lt;br /&gt;And I know Geog can't pull my IH marks up,&lt;br /&gt;And I know I've to struggle to pass physics,&lt;br /&gt;And I know that if I took the 2007 paper for math I would have failed terribly,&lt;br /&gt;And I know I gave up in Chinese already.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know what to expect for  Chem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh I'm gonna pull my hair out soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-6947319080683301707?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/6947319080683301707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/07/starting-to-feel-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/6947319080683301707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/6947319080683301707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/07/starting-to-feel-it.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-8850229170925176304</id><published>2009-07-04T17:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T17:56:11.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Forsaken&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something happened today and I suddenly remembered that I've forgetten about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:30;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SKIPPER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyone who only knew me this year wouldn't know what I'm talking about,&lt;br /&gt;So here's a brief introduction of Skipper's life.&lt;br /&gt;Skipper was made in China.&lt;br /&gt;Skipper is a penguin&lt;br /&gt;Skipper talks.&lt;br /&gt;Hence skipper is a china talking penguin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Skipper was from Mac's happy meal.&lt;br /&gt;Skipper makes me happy! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's funny when I look back and realized how zibi I was in Mac when I first got it.&lt;br /&gt;AND I REMEMBER JT WAS MY MUMMY AND SHE CONFISCATED IT FROM ME.&lt;br /&gt;Then everyone started trying to make me not touch the penguin 'cause I kept talking to it.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahaa. Memories memories. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;Haven't done anything besides eating pizza, sushi, pasta and drumlets for brunch.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna chibaboooooom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile and the world smiles with you.&lt;br /&gt;Vice versa?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-8850229170925176304?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/8850229170925176304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/07/forsaken.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/8850229170925176304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/8850229170925176304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/07/forsaken.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-3763177868938249491</id><published>2009-07-03T22:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T00:43:17.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I don't care what you say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna die of blindness.&lt;br /&gt;Hyperbole but yes, that's how my left eye feels like now.&lt;br /&gt;It's blood red and it feels explosive.&lt;br /&gt;And if I go on this will make a number one gory movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agh, I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Just having a bad day, probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edit @ 11.46pm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;No one really knows what to say to make me feel better,&lt;br /&gt;Because no one really knows how bad this feels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Just figured I haven't blogged about yesterday so I'm taking time out of mugging to rant.&lt;br /&gt;Warning, Non-Zhenting-feel-ish post, skipping it is a better choice.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;02/07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Phone died in the morning but it doesn't really matter anyway. Don't need it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Don't really remember anything else besides getting caught for playing cards in class.&lt;br /&gt;1st time cards 'stepped' into our class and we got caught already.&lt;br /&gt;And I almost got stripped off my badge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It got me thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there's nothing I can do now to undo what I've done although I'm sorry and I regret it.&lt;br /&gt;I guess sometimes it's just better to be a commoner.&lt;br /&gt;Or rather, it's just better&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; for me&lt;/span&gt; to be a commoner.&lt;br /&gt;I'm definitely not acting like a model student, which probably makes me a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bad leader&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;And all in all, it probably makes me not deserve that badge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But because I am wearing that badge, I'd live up to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't hard, really. Minimum requirement of being a good girl.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think it's hard, most of the times.&lt;br /&gt;5 more months till I'm a commoner,&lt;br /&gt;Within this five months, I'd make sure that Change will come.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; food, cards and phones would leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's two problems I have to solve; two mistakes I have to correct; two ways to improve myself.&lt;br /&gt;One, be a good girl before I think about being a good leader.&lt;br /&gt;Two, turn the impressions around.&lt;br /&gt;Although most of number two is just me being &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; uncomfortable with that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it's more than haunting me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, it's 12.20 already.&lt;br /&gt;Go through physics, do chem, study bio, memorize geog, read LA notes and examples, practice math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note,&lt;br /&gt;Just finished marking all three physics paper and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; I passed all three!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means my Daily-dosage-of-Physics thing ends unless I can find more practice questions.&lt;br /&gt;Shall go finddddd.&lt;br /&gt;I've really put in effort for physics this time.&lt;br /&gt;If I don't pass RTs idk what to do anymore. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ala muggggggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for RTs to end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-3763177868938249491?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/3763177868938249491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-dont-care-what-you-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/3763177868938249491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/3763177868938249491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-dont-care-what-you-say.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-2482014495888610021</id><published>2009-07-01T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:06:42.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Nine Thirty-Eight Post Meridiem &lt;/span&gt;(Happy Anniversary.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp; give and takes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year this time, everything seemed so unclear,&lt;br /&gt;Many things were left undecided,&lt;br /&gt;But I was everything but unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't miss times like those last year,&lt;br /&gt;Although they do add a tinge of nostalgia in me.&lt;br /&gt;It's just frightening to know how fast time flies.&lt;br /&gt;If 360 seconds in a Physics class could feel like a year,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how 365 days flew past me like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ANYWAY, today. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, I mean it, CHINESE WAS FUN. :D&lt;br /&gt;Just chengyus crap, but I was moody for some reason heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA!&lt;br /&gt;YAN IS A PORN STAR AHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;It was funny, and gross, 'cause he was so into acting.&lt;br /&gt;The itouch  and iphone art stuff is cool, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling I'm gonna like the arts module more than finding meaning hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics was fine, I guess I do get it a little now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math was fun, as usual. :D&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm never gonna win a bingo game in life. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, stayed back with girls for lunch and rushed off to meeting.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't open my mouth throughout meeting. :x&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I couldn't help it what.&lt;br /&gt;THAT TALL EVIL BRANDON PANGSEH ME.&lt;br /&gt;Don't like him la, WHAT DOCTOR'S APPOINTMENT.&lt;br /&gt;He has a doctor's appointment EVERYDAY THERE'S CT.&lt;br /&gt;Nonsense pig.&lt;br /&gt;Was the only IP1 there and couldn't help feeling small and kept quiet.&lt;br /&gt;Zhenting is shy. Hahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting ended, went home and Gouth was at home again.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm starting to see her as some big sister.&lt;br /&gt;Just not my... (brother/sister)-in-law.&lt;br /&gt;Oh welllllz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tireddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;Still waiting for 2138.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-2482014495888610021?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/2482014495888610021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/07/nine-thirty-eight-post-meridiem-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/2482014495888610021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/2482014495888610021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/07/nine-thirty-eight-post-meridiem-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-1414986061310649969</id><published>2009-06-30T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T23:11:28.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hellohellohello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found a spot I could work at so I'm no longer studying at my computer table.&lt;br /&gt;It's more productive, I guess. Me = mugger. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;School has been awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spastic days and recesses.&lt;br /&gt;Guess I kinda missed those times during holidays!&lt;br /&gt;School brings laughter,&lt;br /&gt;('CAUSE MY DARLING MAKES ME LAUGH!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, speaking about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LIM CHENG YEE WAS SO IRRITATING TODAY 'CAUSE OF THE STUPID PENCIL THAT I LITERALLY ROARED AT HER DURING BIO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm turning into a lion. 母老虎! Fear me mwahahaha. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda getting used to the phone thing already! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YSEE, ZHENTING CAN SURVIVE WITHOUT HER PHONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized it's a good thing 'cause it saves my bills too. Kind of.&lt;br /&gt;BUT AHA.&lt;br /&gt;I CAN DO IT I CAN DO IT! :D&lt;br /&gt;Zhenting's gonna break her record on this month's bills. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons have been okay, I was starting to get Physics and Chem, then I got lost in Physics again.&lt;br /&gt;It's okay, I have one year ahead of me.&lt;br /&gt;If I fail it all, look on the bright side, I CAN DROP PHYSICS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week from today I'm gonna be studying for my second day's paper.&lt;br /&gt;Ahaaa awesome.&lt;br /&gt;SOON IT'D BE ALL OVER. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more day, no wait, less than 2 hours to 07/01.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-1414986061310649969?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/1414986061310649969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/hellohellohello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/1414986061310649969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/1414986061310649969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/hellohellohello.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-3871677199902058603</id><published>2009-06-28T11:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T11:42:09.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Chiong ahhhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short post,&lt;br /&gt;Haven't done physics and math assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;Forced myself to get up 'cause I thought Yanzhou would kill me if I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;Met Xunyi, Yz and Darren at the bus stop to talk,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not bad la, they're all from different schools now but I still know who to niao them with. 8D&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Talked for around 20 minutes, their bus came and I had to rush home.&lt;br /&gt;It's good to catch up once in awhile,&lt;br /&gt;Notice their soaring heights, yada...&lt;br /&gt;'You remember last time, she was taller than us in p6 la.'&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, at least I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; taller. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied with Clar, Yunen and Angshuang @ MP library.&lt;br /&gt;Reached with Clar first, even before the library opened.&lt;br /&gt;Stood out there and talked for awhile and the magical door opened!&lt;br /&gt;Went to the cafe, sat down and started studying.&lt;br /&gt;Yunen and Angshuang came later,&lt;br /&gt;Sally ditched. :(&lt;br /&gt;Angshuang left at 4+ to watch tv at home,&lt;br /&gt;Clar went to get new school shoes at 5,&lt;br /&gt;Finished one more box in my Chinese reflections and went home the same time as Yunen,&lt;br /&gt;(Whose bus never came heh. :x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homeworkhomeworkhomework. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-3871677199902058603?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/3871677199902058603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/chiong-ahhhhhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/3871677199902058603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/3871677199902058603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/chiong-ahhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-6585141593271414862</id><published>2009-06-25T10:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T10:40:03.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Birthday Mervin (kor)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn202/ibitesocks/?action=view&amp;amp;current=MyDocuments.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 500px; height: 312px;" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn202/ibitesocks/MyDocuments.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stalked your facebook. Hahahahahha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;17 already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That makes you... -counts with fingers-&lt;br /&gt;Numerically &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;three years older than me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Oh noooz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;But DON'T FRET! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're almost as young as me at heart!&lt;br /&gt;-points at the you acting young photo-&lt;br /&gt;Not that bad what, you still look like one of the IP1 boys la. :)&lt;br /&gt;-finger shifts to the middle photo...-&lt;br /&gt;I mean, uh, NOTHING! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have an awesome birthday (I know you're enjoying it. -coughcoughcough-)&lt;br /&gt;And an awesome year ahead!&lt;br /&gt;Have fun in everything you do, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;加油&lt;/span&gt; for your midyears too! :D&lt;br /&gt;Don't study till 2, 3am every night alr okay!&lt;br /&gt;Your white hair is gonna shoot all our black hair down&lt;br /&gt;You'd look like an old man and can't pretend to be Jaychou anymore! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn202/ibitesocks/jay-chou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 273px;" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn202/ibitesocks/jay-chou.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn202/ibitesocks/4253_98537273022_595743022_27138-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 110px; height: 259px;" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn202/ibitesocks/4253_98537273022_595743022_27138-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost there, almost there!&lt;br /&gt;Yupyupyup, Happy Birthday, again. :D&lt;br /&gt;(And I hope you'd stop niaoing me soon D:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love from me. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-6585141593271414862?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/6585141593271414862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-mervin-kor-stalked-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/6585141593271414862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/6585141593271414862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-mervin-kor-stalked-your.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-602375408757997297</id><published>2009-06-24T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T21:56:07.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Conversations,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dingdong!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A: &lt;/span&gt;Hey, I'm looking for Motivation, is he there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B:&lt;/span&gt; (Motivation~ You home?)&lt;br /&gt;-no reply-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B:&lt;/span&gt; Sorry, he isn't around. How can I help you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My name is Procrastination. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc07.deviantart.com/fs17/f/2007/211/8/b/the_devil_by_tvreruninvasion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://fc07.deviantart.com/fs17/f/2007/211/8/b/the_devil_by_tvreruninvasion.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, haven't been doing anything today. :(&lt;br /&gt;Torturing myself with Chinese to make myself feel less guilty for procrastinating/slacking.&lt;br /&gt;They called exams off and I can't help feeling lazy already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wellz, I'm super bored.&lt;br /&gt;I shall be a good girl and watch the Chinese news later.&lt;br /&gt;At least I didn't lie for every single box I filled in for the crazy update-everyday thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alaaaaaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-602375408757997297?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/602375408757997297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/conversations-dingdong-hey-im-looking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/602375408757997297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/602375408757997297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/conversations-dingdong-hey-im-looking.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-8618339754807031292</id><published>2009-06-24T14:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T14:47:28.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard from Zhihao! :D :D :D :D :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;'Eh Zhenting!&lt;br /&gt;Hahah I can only online in the morning leh.&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW YOU MISS ME LAH HAHA&lt;br /&gt;but gona be back in a few days time.&lt;br /&gt;Yah so.. CYA!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got it on sms from windows live this morning. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sigh of relief-&lt;br /&gt;One month in HK and didn't hear from him at all.&lt;br /&gt;I thought something happened to him la so scary. :(&lt;br /&gt;He's gonna be back on saturday, can't even meet him once during holidays. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I figured that the phone collecting thing wouldn't be that bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just gonna have less determination to stay awake in class but I'd probably be able to concentrate 0.001% more.&lt;br /&gt;And I figured that I don't know what to do if people try to give me toy phones. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;This is like 为难-ing David, Brandon, Nicole, Vanessa, Me, Evan, Marian, Yongwei and Charmaine la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siiiiigh, no motivation to study anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't touched my notes since last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my phone's giving up on me.&lt;br /&gt;It can't stop restarting.&lt;br /&gt;I give up on my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala, shall go disturb my sister.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-8618339754807031292?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/8618339754807031292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/finally-heard-from-zhihao-d-d-d-d-d-d-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/8618339754807031292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/8618339754807031292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/finally-heard-from-zhihao-d-d-d-d-d-d-d.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-6694424835203508059</id><published>2009-06-23T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T22:29:15.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:250%;"&gt;Students are frequently observed to be using their mobile phones during lessons. Mobile phone is clearly a source of distraction. It is also very rude to the teacher when a student uses his/her mobile phone during lesson. As a result, &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;all mobile phones are to be placed in a container at the start of every lesson from 29th June (Mon) onwards&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. CT Councillors are to ensure that this is done at the start of every lesson. The Class Com is to provide the container (it can be a plastic tray).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Mary Anne for providing the tray.&lt;br /&gt;The class comm is definitely happy to be doing that.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm going to have so much fun collecting phones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, you Dunman people can laugh at me for coming over now. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chengyee and I had a bet. She said it won't last for a month. I said less than a term.&lt;br /&gt;Well, we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;I hate today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-6694424835203508059?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/6694424835203508059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/students-are-frequently-observed-to-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/6694424835203508059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/6694424835203508059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/students-are-frequently-observed-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-7090350311875635420</id><published>2009-06-23T21:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T21:24:23.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Stupid H1N1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While most of you are going&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;YESSSSSSS RTS POSTPONED YESSSSSS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I WANNA GET MY EXAMS OVER AND DONE WITH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE MORE WEEK GIVES ME ONE MORE WEEK TO WORRY AND MUG BUT I'M SURE IT ISN'T GONNA HELP ME NOT FAIL. XSBVJDXBVJKFVHBDSFBSDFSDFDSFJDSWALUIGIIIIII.&lt;br /&gt;Yknow what I'm not gonna study this week. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm gonna go 睡觉！&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Edit 5 minutes after I posted this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I JUST REALIZED, SCREW CHINESE PRESENTATION. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't started on the ppt at all and Songlaoshi's probably gonna go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;没有考试了你们也没有准备！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(+ 态度分数零分！ -.-)&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, so NOT in the mood to make a pretty powerpoint presentation in CHINESE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我现在就跳进去马桶里给你看。再见。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-7090350311875635420?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/7090350311875635420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/stupid-h1n1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/7090350311875635420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/7090350311875635420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/stupid-h1n1.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-3668789512632481860</id><published>2009-06-23T01:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T23:13:06.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M BACK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just internally migrated back to my computer table,&lt;br /&gt;which is like OGNSBVNSDJKGSK in a big mess.&lt;br /&gt;I got cultural shock and decided to change the environment to suit myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dingding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/Sj_FBpmDCGI/AAAAAAAABKU/I8TpmJJKQ8c/s1600-h/Studying+for+RTs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/Sj_FBpmDCGI/AAAAAAAABKU/I8TpmJJKQ8c/s400/Studying+for+RTs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350211514475415650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me pro me pro. Neat and tidaaaay yay :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet another proof that I'm studying very hard:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/Sj_DLGcPe5I/AAAAAAAABKM/kdMeBKBupc4/s1600-h/LGIM0387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 374px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/Sj_DLGcPe5I/AAAAAAAABKM/kdMeBKBupc4/s400/LGIM0387.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350209477814483858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word at the side says ENDOCYTOSIS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha I'm so proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking through Northlight peektures! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/Sj_F6w6ZFpI/AAAAAAAABKc/-xXiKsomGLM/s1600-h/4890_114145717844_634112844_2954564_2727152_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/Sj_F6w6ZFpI/AAAAAAAABKc/-xXiKsomGLM/s400/4890_114145717844_634112844_2954564_2727152_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350212495692338834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUTEST BOY ON EARTHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahhaha I reallyreally miss him already. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm off to bed. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;(edit @ 0309)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Not asleep yet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remembered something odd today.&lt;br /&gt;Just two days ago my iTunes shuffled to 双子星 and I listened to it without feeling anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon my phone shuffled to the same song and goosebumps grew on my skin and nostalgia came to me.&lt;br /&gt;First time I cried 'cause I miss DH since a long time heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I feel the sleepy bug coming to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;(Last edit @ 0328)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Randomizations; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Dandelions&lt;/span&gt; Craze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/Sj_bxvxNzVI/AAAAAAAABLU/vLdab1_X8UA/s1600-h/picasabackground.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 311px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/Sj_bxvxNzVI/AAAAAAAABLU/vLdab1_X8UA/s400/picasabackground.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350236530022403410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, really, off to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-3668789512632481860?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/3668789512632481860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-back-for-awhile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/3668789512632481860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/3668789512632481860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-back-for-awhile.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/Sj_FBpmDCGI/AAAAAAAABKU/I8TpmJJKQ8c/s72-c/Studying+for+RTs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-8210311479749773556</id><published>2009-06-20T15:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T15:20:40.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Gosh while everyone hopes stress is far far away from them I wished someone could tell me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'may the stress be with you' &lt;/span&gt;'cause I think I'm only gonna start panicking last minute. I have so much left to do, eg. Chinese project presentation slides, find LA examples (and I haven't even memorized the crazy theories) and I've only read through all the sciences' notes and I haven't even made notes for geog 'cause after I read through the think stacks of it, I keep telling myself that yknow, it's all common sense but honestly I don't know if I can think of reasons why people migrate on the spot without studying. This is good, at least I'm starting to panic. Roar bye computer, for the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-8210311479749773556?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/8210311479749773556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/gosh-while-everyone-hopes-stress-is-far.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/8210311479749773556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/8210311479749773556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/gosh-while-everyone-hopes-stress-is-far.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-1664927515974050271</id><published>2009-06-20T13:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T14:06:35.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Roar I want the peektures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Northlight's with Jolin and Colin,&lt;br /&gt;Cresmic outing's with Angshuang,&lt;br /&gt;Onefive outing's with Azmi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Searches facebook + blogs-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY ANGSHUANG UPLOADED THE PICTURES. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ONEFIVE OUTING YESTERDAYYYYYY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/Sjxx2ZxD_HI/AAAAAAAABI0/JjEYdnxYvDQ/s1600-h/LGIM0360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 104px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/Sjxx2ZxD_HI/AAAAAAAABI0/JjEYdnxYvDQ/s400/LGIM0360.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349275636852849778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/Sjxx2H7gqQI/AAAAAAAABIs/AuAjdmZZQrU/s1600-h/LGIM0372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 103px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/Sjxx2H7gqQI/AAAAAAAABIs/AuAjdmZZQrU/s400/LGIM0372.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349275632064833794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/Sjxx18BDg4I/AAAAAAAABIc/qfa3Tyf3NMQ/s1600-h/LGIM0363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 104px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/Sjxx18BDg4I/AAAAAAAABIc/qfa3Tyf3NMQ/s400/LGIM0363.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349275628866864002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/Sjxx2HcKQyI/AAAAAAAABIk/SdvHizIdavM/s1600-h/LGIM0367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 104px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/Sjxx2HcKQyI/AAAAAAAABIk/SdvHizIdavM/s400/LGIM0367.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349275631933342498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/Sjxx1uYYvJI/AAAAAAAABIU/OA-gCbn9Sw8/s1600-h/LGIM0356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 104px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/Sjxx1uYYvJI/AAAAAAAABIU/OA-gCbn9Sw8/s400/LGIM0356.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349275625206627474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SjxymIN_WwI/AAAAAAAABI8/StoYezuFHNA/s1600-h/LGIM0358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 102px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SjxymIN_WwI/AAAAAAAABI8/StoYezuFHNA/s400/LGIM0358.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349276456776063746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click to enlarge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahhahah sometimes I feel like I'm in a guys school.&lt;br /&gt;6 guys (99% strength) and 3 girls.&lt;br /&gt;Total, less than half the class turned up.&lt;br /&gt;7 people's out of Singapore, maaan.&lt;br /&gt;But oh wellz, best attendance already. Hahahhahahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up with a super bad cold so I went into the kitchen and ate the pill that looked like flu medicine.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 1140 'cause Yan called and realized that I got knocked out by the medicine,&lt;br /&gt;and that I was terribly late to meet him and Roxanne.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahhaha. Shit sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met ZP, who came and rescue us with a blue umbrella and another black flowery one 'cause it was raining.&lt;br /&gt;Ate lunch at the sushi place, realized I didn't bring money out so I paid for the food and was officially broke hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Walked around and waited for Azmi and Grace to reach, slacked, yadayada.&lt;br /&gt;They came at three, and TADAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ICE SKATING 8D&lt;br /&gt;Learnt something new about everyone there! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace, JIAYOUUU. You're getting it already, see! :D You're a fast learner yay!&lt;br /&gt;Zp, Tristan and Leyuan are all super brave 'cause it's their first time iceskating and they just left the rim immediately.&lt;br /&gt;Azmi is pro 'cause he lookeld super experienced although it was his first time skating,&lt;br /&gt;Yan and Shawn are the scariest people who kept pretending to fall to make people fall.&lt;br /&gt;And Roxanne is not easily bullied 'cause Yan and Shawn didn't manage to make her fall!&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm yup and lots of fun until!&lt;br /&gt;Some stranger lady fell and her blades cut Shawn.&lt;br /&gt;He bled a lot, and I learnt something else about Tristan and ZP.&lt;br /&gt;THEY'RE LOUSY UNIFORM GROUP-ED PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;One never go for first aid course (or I doubt if he even went for any course, lousy scout!),&lt;br /&gt;and the other just tried mummifying Shawn's leg.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, he was fine in the end, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice skated for awhile more, stopped, and went to sit down to have a second lunch/early dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Talked talked talked and when we all got bored we left klp yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus-ed 16 with Yan, Grace and ZP.&lt;br /&gt;Dropped at the same stop as Yan and walked to parkway to meet Terence and Yulong for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at subway, laughed like crazy and didn't eat anything.&lt;br /&gt;No wait I stole Yulong's white chip mac. It's the only cookie I eat anyway. :x&lt;br /&gt;I think Yulong's pronunciation is worse than Zhihao's. :x&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus-ed 31 home, dropped the first, no idea how long they're gonna take to reach home heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yada, last event of the entire holidays, I think.&lt;br /&gt;Need to study nownownow. D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self, I owe Yan like, 25 bucks or something. Hahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-1664927515974050271?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/1664927515974050271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/roar-i-want-peektures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/1664927515974050271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/1664927515974050271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/roar-i-want-peektures.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn202/ibitesocks/zibiiiiii/th_2CIMG5188.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-5529122711851474935</id><published>2009-06-16T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T22:56:42.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chilli? Nah,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; catch up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cresmic outing today was more like clique outing hahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;(Cresmic will always be cresmic la huh.)&lt;br /&gt;17 people came yay. :D&lt;br /&gt;Just ate, played stupid games (This is a ping. A what? A ping. Ohhh + I have never!) Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Then cycled, then sat down and updated each other about our lives.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with Yunen and Dionis @ swensens. :D&lt;br /&gt;Talkity talked till 8.&lt;br /&gt;I'm drained although we didn't really do anything.&lt;br /&gt;And I have burns over burns. Ouch to the max. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, many things to think about today.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe not. I'll just hide under my blanket and fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;Away from all of that.&lt;br /&gt;Call it denial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gooooodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-5529122711851474935?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/5529122711851474935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/chilli-nah-catch-up-cresmic-outing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/5529122711851474935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/5529122711851474935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/chilli-nah-catch-up-cresmic-outing.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-6482006878622084453</id><published>2009-06-16T00:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T00:57:38.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;COUNCIL OUTING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Peektures up... when it's on facebook.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David and Brandon, if you're reading this,&lt;br /&gt;AHA YOU GUYS MISSED ALL THE FUN! 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 9 for no reason, I think my body system is failing, again.&lt;br /&gt;6 hours of sleep. 2 more than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bathed, changed, got ready, and stared at my phone to wait for the 'I overslept' message from Moses.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahhaa. He woke up at 1008 when we were supposed to meet downstairs at 1015.&lt;br /&gt;Nonsense la.&lt;br /&gt;Traveled to vivo together, laughed a lot at his craziness.&lt;br /&gt;a) He forgot to bring his ezlink card and he still managed to get up the bus. I have no idea how.&lt;br /&gt;b) He was late 'cause he was watching kdrama. (Hana yori dango korean version.)&lt;br /&gt;c) He texts his friends 'sorry, recovering from sunburn'&lt;br /&gt;d) and the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;Super nonsensical. Hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached vivo like um 58 minutes late. But they shifted the time down so we were &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; 28 minutes late. :D&lt;br /&gt;Ate lunch @ banquet, no actually I drank horlicks, and went to sentosa! :D&lt;br /&gt;Jiayin brought her 7 year old sister, Jiahui, along. :D SHE'S FRIGGIN' CUTE! 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the beach, started playing vball with Cedric, Moses, Vanessa, Yongwei, Norman, Titus!&lt;br /&gt;Hahahha. 'Skills that kills. Our tagline okay!'&lt;br /&gt;Played played played, can't remember details. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I got pushed down into the sea when I contemplated the dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;-___-&lt;br /&gt;Cedric tried to convince me to learn how to swim by giving me scenarios like,&lt;br /&gt;If I get married, my husband and I go on a cruise, ship dies, husband knocked unconscious, he floats on water, I'm 100m away from him and I see him floating and I can't touch the ground. What can I do?&lt;br /&gt;Concluded that I should just not go on a cruise. Dingding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha played in the water anyway!&lt;br /&gt;Cedric piggy-backed Jiahui and went into the deeper waters and made her shout 'I'M NOT SCARED OF THE WAVES!' at me. Super cute ahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Played in the water for like idk, an hour or more and started playing monkey!&lt;br /&gt;They're evil! 'Eh Zhenting monkey! Let's go deeper in. :D'&lt;br /&gt;Nonsense. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Did that for the next half an hour or so and decided to stop.&lt;br /&gt;And Titus, Cedric and Vanessa decided to bring me to the deep waters and tried to make me force learn swimming. -_______-&lt;br /&gt;Was damn scared and clinged on to Cedric oops hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;He had to carry me back in the end, felt like some small girl la. ._.&lt;br /&gt;No swimming for Zhenting I swear, hahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to bathe, waited for 40 minutes 'cause the queue's like woah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back, sat down, played taitee, went back to vivo.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to catch monsters vs aliens but there were only first row seats left!&lt;br /&gt;Stayed in the playground place which brought back so much memories of the math trial.&lt;br /&gt;(Like how we apply pythagoras to find the height of a pole. -__-)&lt;br /&gt;I thinkkkk that was dhs. Or was it vj people I went with. Oh shit. :x&lt;br /&gt;Took pictures, played lots of retarded games like london bridge and lao ying zhua xiao ji.&lt;br /&gt;Jiahui kept calling Titus mu ji hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Don't really remember what else happened.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;Jiayin took an unglam photo of me,&lt;br /&gt;Jiahui wanted to ride pony, Leonard paid for it, Jiayin didn't want to spoil her and didn't let her get on it. :x&lt;br /&gt;I stole Titus' slippers 'cause he said the wrong things.&lt;br /&gt;He stole my rubberband and broke it. (AHA guilt trip. :x)&lt;br /&gt;Me, Charmaine, Jiayin and Titus played the who does Jiahui wanna hug game,&lt;br /&gt;Jiayin won, duh. :x&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, traveled back to paya lebar, took 135 with Titus and Cedric back home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked the lighted path 'cause I didn't wanna walk through the canal.&lt;br /&gt;Met some malay guys who kept going 'eh girl!' just to annoy me.&lt;br /&gt;It's 1255 now and I haven't bathed yet 'cause I was talking on msn oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to sleep,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CRESMIC OUTING TMR OMGGGGZ. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-6482006878622084453?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/6482006878622084453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/council-outing-peektures-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/6482006878622084453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/6482006878622084453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/council-outing-peektures-up.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-4570823409118608576</id><published>2009-06-15T02:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T22:59:17.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This is bad. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Very&lt;/span&gt; bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc05.deviantart.com/fs41/f/2009/022/b/3/Sleep_by_palandar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 146px;" src="http://fc05.deviantart.com/fs41/f/2009/022/b/3/Sleep_by_palandar.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs9/i/2006/149/c/c/Sleep_by_CLanez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 150px;" src="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs9/i/2006/149/c/c/Sleep_by_CLanez.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;will&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; start sleeping more.&lt;br /&gt;My sister said I've been talking nonsense super loudly in my sleep for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness she didn't stay up to listen 'cause I'm sure it would have been nonsense-y nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more late nights for me. :(&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe after today.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't started on Chinese yet.&lt;br /&gt;Sheeeez.&lt;br /&gt;(Sidetrack, I have a sudden craving for cheese.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ala goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-4570823409118608576?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/4570823409118608576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-is-bad_15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/4570823409118608576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/4570823409118608576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-is-bad_15.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-2521726345302353171</id><published>2009-06-14T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T22:58:08.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sigmund Freud is sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Googled him to find examples of his theory in real life,&lt;br /&gt;And. Ugh gross. :(&lt;br /&gt;He can turn anything pure into sick things.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what's in HIS unconscious mind, if his conscious mind is already that sick.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe he came up with all his theories when he's asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agh. Nonsense. ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-2521726345302353171?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/2521726345302353171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/sigmund-freud-is-sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/2521726345302353171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/2521726345302353171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/sigmund-freud-is-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-4081501649791293124</id><published>2009-06-14T00:26:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T11:49:51.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;151th post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to change my URL/blog/update profile 50 posts ago oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SjPTXld4EFI/AAAAAAAABH0/UQtEdOUX7ok/s1600-h/n571940217_2203643_5929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 457px; height: 342px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SjPTXld4EFI/AAAAAAAABH0/UQtEdOUX7ok/s400/n571940217_2203643_5929.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346849584766783570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GARANG GUNI! -does garang guni cheer-&lt;br /&gt;Credits to Michelle (on fb!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss being part of the cohort heh.&lt;br /&gt;Memories memories @ St John Island.&lt;br /&gt;And there's me looking bald, for some reason ew. :(&lt;br /&gt;(Spot the Zhenting game? :D)&lt;br /&gt;Dionis spread it to me! -points-&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha no way I was never bald.&lt;br /&gt;Miss the campfire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND LOOK CHENGYEE LOOK, WE WERE WORLDS APART!&lt;br /&gt;(Okay not really, 7 people apart.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Even then I didn't even know you.&lt;br /&gt;And I know when we were playing that sour power game I couldn't remember your name.&lt;br /&gt;Oooooops. :x&lt;br /&gt;Miss you miss you miss you,&lt;br /&gt;OMG YOU'RE COMING BACK TMR TMR! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with making all my notes.&lt;br /&gt;Practice math and physics math crap tmr.&lt;br /&gt;And revise LA.&lt;br /&gt;Omg I haven't started on homework and I'm supposed to finish tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1. LA&lt;br /&gt; Prepare for essay&lt;br /&gt; Post questions on wikispaces&lt;br /&gt; Read Coraline and do 5 lines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 2. Mathematics&lt;br /&gt; Remainder and Factor Theorem (part 1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 3. Literaure&lt;br /&gt; Select a poem you like and give a 100 word explanation on why you like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 4. Mother Tongue - I dunno... do your cheena thing, i guess&lt;br /&gt; Worksheet with ten thousand boxes on it and I still haven't started on it.&lt;br /&gt; Reflections worksheet&lt;br /&gt; The thick stack of worksheet that's not do-able.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Credits to Azmi (on class blog!)&lt;br /&gt; (Cheena thing. YOU'RE SO LUCKY YOU DON'T HAVE TO TAKE CHEENAAA. D: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Council outing @ sentosa on the day Cheng comes back! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edit @ 2.16am)&lt;br /&gt;Found my CAP portfolio when I was trying to do the lit homework.&lt;br /&gt;Read through and found a poem that I forgot I've written. :O&lt;br /&gt;Was halfway through my 100-word reflection and decided that I don't know what to write anymore, 'cause now that I think back, I don't even remember why I decided to write that poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I flipped to the next page in the portfolio and found a reflection on that poem I wrote.Omgz. I could actually write this two years back:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In my opinion, music &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; life. We each compose our own piece of 'life' in our daily lives. Each musical piece of ‘life’ has different beats and tempos, all depending on the life the person leads. That is my idea of a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; musical piece called ‘life’&lt;/span&gt;. Like written in the poem, the high and low 'notes', the rests and the sharps and the flats of life can never be prevented. After all, without all these, life is never complete. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew I acquired the art of crapping since two years back.&lt;br /&gt;(Except now that I reread it it doesn't really make any sense, still...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 years later when I rewrite a reflection, it's so different.&lt;br /&gt;YSEE, I MATURED. 8D 8D 8D 8D&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahhahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Need to finish up and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edit @ 11.49am)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No mood, don't wanna do my homework. How. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-4081501649791293124?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/4081501649791293124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/151th-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/4081501649791293124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/4081501649791293124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/151th-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SjPTXld4EFI/AAAAAAAABH0/UQtEdOUX7ok/s72-c/n571940217_2203643_5929.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-5941982108160508570</id><published>2009-06-13T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T17:38:57.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sorry I've lied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My PM's fake the entire day. Haven't studied.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at like 8, slacked till 3 and went to sleep till 5. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study time now or dieeee. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-5941982108160508570?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/5941982108160508570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/sorry-ive-lied.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/5941982108160508570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/5941982108160508570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/sorry-ive-lied.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-7057755531771232451</id><published>2009-06-13T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T02:21:01.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;New fridge! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SjKFcGLZg8I/AAAAAAAABHs/3Z72KqD6oGs/s1600-h/LGIM0344-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 492px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SjKFcGLZg8I/AAAAAAAABHs/3Z72KqD6oGs/s400/LGIM0344-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346482425383453634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Egg tray! :D&lt;br /&gt;Half the golden balls up there are in my stomach now. Yumyum 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister just sneaked out again.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello darling, if you're reading this, 2 more days! :D&lt;br /&gt;Miss you super a lot. :(&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahhahaa.&lt;br /&gt;Omgz les.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still studying. Friggin' tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-7057755531771232451?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/7057755531771232451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-fridge-egg-tray-d-half-golden-balls_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/7057755531771232451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/7057755531771232451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-fridge-egg-tray-d-half-golden-balls_13.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SjKFcGLZg8I/AAAAAAAABHs/3Z72KqD6oGs/s72-c/LGIM0344-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-7738458752710968946</id><published>2009-06-12T12:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T12:38:30.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It's more of relief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SjHaZMcYZVI/AAAAAAAABGw/ES4KGJBYvEY/s1600-h/Not_Happy__by_Photolooloo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 183px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SjHaZMcYZVI/AAAAAAAABGw/ES4KGJBYvEY/s200/Not_Happy__by_Photolooloo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346294359037338962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SjHaY9xYLaI/AAAAAAAABGo/PKOOf0t6gxw/s1600-h/c2f3947e593cd8e6ae748ee13896c77a.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 198px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SjHaY9xYLaI/AAAAAAAABGo/PKOOf0t6gxw/s200/c2f3947e593cd8e6ae748ee13896c77a.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346294355098873250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SjHaYvj1xxI/AAAAAAAABGg/sJdQR10I4z8/s1600-h/pills.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 430px; height: 322px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SjHaYvj1xxI/AAAAAAAABGg/sJdQR10I4z8/s200/pills.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346294351283996434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random title. I'm definitely &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; relieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;THERE'S STILL SO MUCH LEFT TO STUDY! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a total mugger but w/e. I don't wanna &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fail&lt;/span&gt; RTs. :(&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should cancel some plans next week.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to explode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SjHaZUD9e9I/AAAAAAAABG4/dma6XmAL8ps/s1600-h/Marshmellows_by_coconut_lane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 154px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SjHaZUD9e9I/AAAAAAAABG4/dma6XmAL8ps/s200/Marshmellows_by_coconut_lane.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346294361082395602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SjHaZg-sNyI/AAAAAAAABHA/o7xtJzPq1V0/s1600-h/Marshmellow_Murder__by_rachalee.jpg"&gt;  &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SjHaZg-sNyI/AAAAAAAABHA/o7xtJzPq1V0/s200/Marshmellow_Murder__by_rachalee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346294364549953314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone just shoot me? :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-7738458752710968946?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/7738458752710968946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-more-of-relief.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/7738458752710968946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/7738458752710968946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-more-of-relief.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SjHaZMcYZVI/AAAAAAAABGw/ES4KGJBYvEY/s72-c/Not_Happy__by_Photolooloo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-3370032759242787243</id><published>2009-06-11T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T21:35:40.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Confessions,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVEN'T BEEN STUDYING REALLY HARD BUT WHATEVER 'CAUSE I'M GOING TO EXPLODE IF I CONTINUE STUDYING LIKE I DID YESTERDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, though, I had super bad headache this morning.&lt;br /&gt;My brain's trying to 反抗 :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the IT fair today.&lt;br /&gt;Nope, Zhenting's laptop isn't coming yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YOU, YES YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I BET FOUR OUT OF FIVE OF YOU READING THIS HAS A LAPTOP.&lt;br /&gt;YOU PEOPLE HAVE NO IDEA HOW LUCKY YOU ARE.&lt;br /&gt;(+ Yadayadayada.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh I haven't finished anything today besides proteins, enzymes, lipids and carbo(naraaaa!)&lt;br /&gt;I wanna eat delifrance. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a random note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LH - says (8:27 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*knock knock?&lt;br /&gt;*(dun believe she is studying... lolz)&lt;br /&gt;*hmmm.... check ur mail :) see ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay only cresmicians would know who that is.&lt;br /&gt;But anw, AHA! That made me laugh a little.&lt;br /&gt;C'mon la. I am such a gooooooodie woodie. Of course I'm studying. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;My short sentence thing is almost back again.&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, I have such weird habits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Studywardymakespeopletardywardy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-3370032759242787243?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/3370032759242787243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/confessions-i-havent-been-studying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/3370032759242787243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/3370032759242787243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/confessions-i-havent-been-studying.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-2093975933388856914</id><published>2009-06-10T19:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T19:56:30.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The most interesting thing I did today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PIZZAHUT YUMYUM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides eating a megasized Hawaiian pizza, I haven't done anything besides STUDYING STUDYING STUDYING :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty proud of myself though. I lasted for uhh 11 hours. I conclude that my attention span is not bad! :D Did slack a bit in between la but yeah. Can't believe the next four days are going to be as torturous as this. Or maybe not! IT fair tomorrow with sisters and daddy! I know I'm not gonna get my laptop so no point going also la. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More math, start on Geog, continue Bio, start on physics, sleep by one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome no-life plan. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-2093975933388856914?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/2093975933388856914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/most-interesting-thing-i-did-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/2093975933388856914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/2093975933388856914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/most-interesting-thing-i-did-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-1291929172452349778</id><published>2009-06-10T08:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T08:56:49.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Reality sinks in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously Zhenting I think you should start studying.&lt;br /&gt;And I think you should stop talking to yourself too! :D&lt;br /&gt;Yup I think so too hmm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup and now I'm becoming a crazy woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short post to kill time, shall start studying at 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a calendar of events of June for myself and I'm gonna cover my computer screen with it. :D &lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm gonna be a good girl and stay home for the next few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(The calendar says: ZHENTING'S STUDYING BLOCK WEEK PLEASE REFRAIN FROM ASKING HER OUT UNLESS YOU WANNA STUDY AT MP LIBRARY WITH HER!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Council outing on the 15th! Cresmic outing on the 16th! (Aha thanks Cresmic for being super responsive heh. :D) Onefive outingggg. Buzhidao when. Need to meet up with Clar them on one day, Jolene them on another and omg Boooooon! Haven't seen her for like twenty years. :( :( :( Shall text her later. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;(Conscience says: ZHENTING'S GONNA FAIL HER RTs IF SHE CONTINUES GOING OUT LIKE THAT.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent like 500 messages in two days 'cause I was mass texting both cresmic and onefive. Realized I save 10 messages when I text onefive 'cause there's ten less people. And that's probably why the class outing response from cresmic seemed a lot better. Hmm. Just a random thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. I think the chunk words are ugly. But somehow short sentences doesn't seem appealing either. Lala I don't know, yumyum breakfast!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-1291929172452349778?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/1291929172452349778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/reality-sinks-in-seriously-zhenting-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/1291929172452349778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/1291929172452349778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/reality-sinks-in-seriously-zhenting-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-7313249172911350862</id><published>2009-06-08T19:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T20:27:25.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm hibernating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, explains the occasional posting. Everytime I attempt to post I'll decide that yknow, there's still so much more to say but I'm so lazy to recall and type it all out and I end up just deleting the entire post. And I'm back to post a long post just once before my blog dies or something. Actually, I think I'm closing it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have no idea what happened to the habit of typing in really short sentences and pressing enter once every few words. But it's okay, people usually wont bother reading big chunks so if I start typing nonsense unknowingly no one would know. Like, hello I am a cow. Moo. No one saw that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, so here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days have been really tiring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Northlight camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice breakers, station games, amazing race by year 3s, soccer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'These students are here because of their academic results and bad results do not equate to bad behavior.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day one was the day everyone was looking forward to since we were told that there is going to be a Northlight camp. That was three months ago. For the past three months I've been wondering how Northlight students really are; evil, mean, nice, angelic, yada. But I knew, before the thoughts starting flowing in, the voice at the back of my mind was screaming 'DINGDINGDING! NAUGHTY STUDENTS ALERT!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up on day one with an empty mind and didn't really expect anything from the camp. Took bus 16 down to northlight- FAST FORWARD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was introduced to mine and Chiuyee's group. It was a good headstart because our attendance was one of the best amongst all the groups there. Introduction was very reliefing because they all can pronounce my name! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first problem. Language barriers. Everyone in my group was Malay and they couldn't help speaking in malay to each other. Didn't get a thing they were saying but eventually I got used to the whole I-do-not-get-a-word-they-are-saying thing. And they did speak a little more in English la. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me a story! They were supposed to like pass a piece of paper around and each of them write one word. At the end of it the sentence was supposed to make sense, I think. And amazing. All the 'sex' and 'porn' came out. Polluted polluted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Station games! Don't really remember anything except... Jingrong was smelly. :x Hahahahahhahaa. Okay that was nonsense. Had lots of fun watching them play human foosball 'cause the boys were really pretty impressive. Scissors paper stone was AWESOMEEEE. Everyone got super hyped up. Oh, scissors paper stone as in yknow we move from chair to chair then we meet the opponent and SCISSORS PAPER STONEEEE! Screamed a lot la. The people from the other team were super cute 'cause they acted gay. Super funny. I'm pretty sure that act super gay guy is my age though -cough-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, side track. Speaking about age, I didn't really tell them that I was just like at the most 2 years older than them but I think they assumed us to be adults 'cause they kept calling us  'cher 'cher 'cher! Cedric heard it as cheh cheh cheh and asked Hanna if that was a new malay word to address someone. Hahahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay anw back to day one. Amazing raceeeee. I can't really remember but I guess the year threes did a good job 'cause it's their first time and all! I do remember getting bullied by Hakim though. He kept poking me and everything. Cedric was saying something like, must show them that they must respect us so I must be fiercer. Just pretended to be emo for awhile and he stopped already. :x Think he got scared or something. But he got pretty quiet after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer! Where everyone got quite high. The boys there really like soccer I guess. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was end of day one! Was like super super tired already. Went home and prepared for day 2, the stayover night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 2/3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wet games, catwalk, angels and devils, bbq, movie screening, lights out!&lt;br /&gt;Captain's ball, breakfast, phototaking, home/council lunch! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WET GAMES WHOOO! I swear, it was super duper duper duper megasized whooper fun! :D Everyone started pouring water on everyone. The facils (us) got wet, the kids got even wetter, everyone got rowdy, we all went crazy! And we did what the PSLs did during IPO. 'Guys, I want you to look down and reflect. Think about what you did wrong, what you could have done better.' -SPLASH WATERRRRR- Hahahhahahahahhhaha. Fun fun fun. No one anticipated the wetness though. That's why we were in white shirts. Mm. -Cough-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cat walk/exchange for materials! Colin the awkward emcee and crazy boys with two balloons stuck at the front of their shirts. Hmm. These guys are definitely polluted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angels and devils! Every vj person we see can be an angel or devil. To ask them for a clue of where the clues are we have to do a task for them. After doing the task they'll tell us a location to go to. If the person is an angel we'll find a clue, if the person is a devil, we won't find anything there. 5 clues in all, 5 alphabets to be found. Rearrange the alphabets into a teacher's name, find the teacher and ask her what's her favourite colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran up and down everywhere with my hyperactive, result-driven group! They were pretty funny. See Leongying, 'AH. THAT ONE DEVIL LA.' See Nicole, 'I THINK YOU ANGEL!' Yeah and both of them were angels la. Hahah. 'Count the number of windows in this room.' 'One.. two...' 'Okay I help you.' 'One, two, three, four. Four times two is what?' 'Uh... SIX SIX SIX!' 'Eh, four times two leh.. count properly...' 'TEN TEN! TENNNNN!' Hahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My group, especially Hairi got quite irritated 'cause they first few people they asked were all devils, and they really ran up and down the stairs for the task. And all of them started going 'WHAT GAME IS THIS. THEY ARE ALL DEVILS LA. I DON'T WANNA PLAY ANYMORE. ALL LIARS!' until they found their first clue given by Chewy. They were really happy and chionged for the rest of the game. WE GOT FIRST IN THE END WHOO. :D That wasn't what made me happy. At the end of it all, Hairi told me 'Cher, you were right ah, must work as a team. I know already.' I couldn't helping smiling like :D :D :D after that. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barbeque, they played bingo, we barbequed lots of food, I was fanning the people not the fire. Heh. Fast forward, movie screening! Nicole scared the shit out of me. She started yelling at them about respect. Gave me a shock la I never knew how angry she could get. :x The theatrette wasn't very hm comfortable. :x Watched bedtime stories again. Didn't fall asleep at all. :D Went to their awesome student lounge after that after we finally bathed. :D Their student lounge is awesome la. xbox psp foosball pool table, air hockey, 235897234 tv screens for games. ._. Ah unfair ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did duty with Vanessa from 2 to 3 if I didn't remember wrongly. Was freaking out 'cause Colin came and tell us 'If you see white white one ah, don't be scared, nevermind one. If you see black black one ah, RUNN.' and he kept pointing upstairs. Threw pooh at him. :( Talked to Vanessa and he came back to disturb us again. Heh pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up in the morning, saw everyone wake up one by one. Unglamness alert la. Hahahha. The sofas in their student lounge aren't exactly nice to sleep on heh. :x Washed up and whatever and went to meet the kids. Played captain's ball in the morning as PT, figured that Titus is a lizard who has the sucking pad thing on his hand 'cause he just catched the ball like. Tadaaa. And there's a lot of pro sporty people like Chewy, Michelle, etc. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yadayadayada. Can't remember what we did after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Council lunch at KFC after that! Met so many dunmanians and Nicole and I got so excited. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to school to collect the blazers for Nil Sine Labore ushering on the next day. Thanks Cedric for going back to help open the council room padlock 'cause I don't know how to. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home, sleep sweet sleep, next day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OVA MEGA CONCERT/NIL SINE LABORE&lt;/span&gt; (yes, why do they have to name the concert that?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;USHERS GOT THE VIP FOOD THAT WAS AVAILABLE ONLY FOR THE $135 TICKET HOLDERS AND WE GOT FREE ENTRY TICKETS TOO MWAHAHHA. :D&lt;br /&gt;Saw lots of big shot looking people, and our own dancers! Didn't get to talk to them after the concert 'cause I had no idea where they were. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday &lt;/span&gt;was a rest day!&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet Yan to pass him the g2000 receipt 'cause I forgot to pick up his pants for him heh. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing up the council noticeboard! Nothing really significant besides walking to the market, then to popular with Mervin. And he could feel his kidney malfunctioning 'cause I asked for full sugar for his milk tea from koi cafe. :x Hahahaha. Council board's almost doneeeee! :D Apparently according to Marc 'It screams "IP1!"' :D Haahhahaa. I didn't design it! Except for the post it part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye readers I think if you survived reading it till here your eyes deserve a break. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peektures of northlight up soooon! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-7313249172911350862?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/7313249172911350862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-hibernating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/7313249172911350862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/7313249172911350862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-hibernating.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-615549144134313113</id><published>2009-05-31T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T22:58:45.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;It's on repeat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Open your eyes and take in everything that you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Look at all the colors, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;, &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; We can take an airplane and fly across the globe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Look down upon the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;, everyone come on, let's go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;la la love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; La la love makes the world go 'round!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;la la love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; La la love makes the world go 'round!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Open your ears and listen what the world has to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Hear the birds &amp;amp; bells and you will have a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;brighter day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Everyone has a special song deep inside&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; their&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; If you want, you could sing with us, it's the perfect place to start!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;la la love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; La la love makes the world go 'round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; You can't hurt me with the things that you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I'll pick up dandelions and I'll give them to you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Puppy dogs, kitty cats swimming through love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;la la love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;La la love makes the world go 'round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;la la love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; La la love makes the world go 'round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Oh no I got it stuck in my head.&lt;br /&gt;But it's really very cute heh! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packed all my files today!&lt;br /&gt;And it weighed 8kg altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;So much for holidays heh.&lt;br /&gt;Yan and Grace will be missing so weirdddd. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna cut my hair, buy stationery, buy clothes, buy printer ink, get a spare phone.&lt;br /&gt;All that to be done before Northlight camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, my mummy nearly didn't allow me to go for Northlight camp 'cause she thinks I'd get bullied.&lt;br /&gt;Nonsense. I'm so macho everyone scared of me!&lt;br /&gt;Kidding. :(&lt;br /&gt;But anw yay I convinced her that I should go anyway. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love love love la la love! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-615549144134313113?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/615549144134313113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-on-repeat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/615549144134313113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/615549144134313113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-on-repeat.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-78101265218918164</id><published>2009-05-30T00:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T00:38:02.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I'm back from hibernation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupppp,&lt;br /&gt;After like a few week of laziness, I'M BACK! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long long long eventful week!&lt;br /&gt;Soccer matches, volleyball matches, championships, results slips, parent-teacher meeting, crashing eds nite, star gazing, mercy relief CIP, full day, movies, DHS, crashing TJ, and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:50;" &gt;JUNE HOLIDAYS! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I've looked forward to since the test periodddddd! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really remember the details of every event I've listed,&lt;br /&gt;So I shall just have a short paragraph for every one of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;Soccer matches, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc08.deviantart.com/fs21/f/2007/272/f/5/Soccer_Rabbit_by_neko_mreow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 502px; height: 157px;" src="http://fc08.deviantart.com/fs21/f/2007/272/f/5/Soccer_Rabbit_by_neko_mreow.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls match was cool!&lt;br /&gt;The guys' match was like WOAH. -Heart stops beating- GOAAAAAL!&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahhahaahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;It's the first time I've been really excited about soccer, 'cause I'm no soccer person.&lt;br /&gt;(Yes, and unlike ZP and Cheeyang, I don't speak soccer!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;VJ SOCCER BOYS &amp;amp; GIRLS A DIV CHAMPIONNNN :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupyup funfun. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down to support volleyball as well. :D&lt;br /&gt;We got 2nd in Nationals I think!&lt;br /&gt;-Scowls at all the Yio Chu Kang people-&lt;br /&gt;I WILL NEVER EVER EVER GO THERE AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;1 hour bus rides, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO FUNNN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No fun &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at all&lt;/span&gt;. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Results slip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm.&lt;br /&gt;What can I say?&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'll try harder next term/sem!&lt;br /&gt;That means mugging during June. :(&lt;br /&gt;Siiiigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;PTM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy didn't go sooooo.&lt;br /&gt;Hm.&lt;br /&gt;Cried during Marian's parents' speech.&lt;br /&gt;I was so... you could say, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jealous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'We must know what our child is going through, Why they are sleeping later and later, (...)'&lt;br /&gt;They're really so understanding. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished my parents would care more about my grades, would appreciate the fact that I'm working hard and sleeping so late everyday although I knew at the end of the day ya'll are just gonna look at the results slip and go 'Orh.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay Zhenting don't think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a mini outing after that!&lt;br /&gt;Yan, Rohit and ZP ditched me, Le Yuan and Azmi.&lt;br /&gt;Decided that I'll go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Zhihao after that! :D&lt;br /&gt;Waited for Sally to finish tuition, bus-ed to Tampines and watched &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Night at the Musuem&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Good show good show. Very funny. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was still like round 9+ pm so we decided to go back to dunman 'cause Clar's there.&lt;br /&gt;Waited outside the PT for eds nite to end and saw many many people I missed!&lt;br /&gt;Jiaying's on the top of my list.&lt;br /&gt;MISSED HER SO MUCH :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm went to parkway mac with the three of them, sat down and talked. :D&lt;br /&gt;Zhihao threw his happy meal toy away 'cause it was the freaky one eyed monster. :x&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at like 11+ that day, felt so drained. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school the next day,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; star gazing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;in the evening/night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc09.deviantart.com/fs40/i/2009/053/e/9/star_light__star_bright_by_evil_genius_23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 493px; height: 493px;" src="http://fc09.deviantart.com/fs40/i/2009/053/e/9/star_light__star_bright_by_evil_genius_23.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw saturn! :D&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;We didn't really look through the telescopes.&lt;br /&gt;Just sat on the grass patch looking at the millions of stars from the beautiful sky and talked.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Shermaine, Chengyee, and all the v15 guys who went :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Okay I'm starting to think that this is not in chronological order, but hecccck!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercy Relief, Sri Lanka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc09.deviantart.com/fs28/f/2008/062/c/8/c8696fbf83912be0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 472px; height: 472px;" src="http://fc09.deviantart.com/fs28/f/2008/062/c/8/c8696fbf83912be0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The coins in the tin made me feel better than a bucket of hershey kisses, for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I typed out a whole reflection on it heh. -__-&lt;br /&gt;Really, although it's the dreaded flag day, I've learnt so much that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full day on tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;Realized something bad.&lt;br /&gt;When Gerald walked in he spoke like there was a 'I am sad' written on my forhead.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wellz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with ZP, Rohit, Mary Anne, Chengyee, Grace, Catherine to KLP. :)&lt;br /&gt;Night at the Musuem, again.&lt;br /&gt;It was super boring for me so I was texting throughout the movie. ._.&lt;br /&gt;'Oh, funny part reaching! ....HAHAHHAHAH!'&lt;br /&gt;Okay la, the funny parts were still pretty funny&lt;br /&gt;Like the burandon and the roman drama guy and the squirrel thing.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunman High ytd!&lt;br /&gt;Finally, a proper visit back to dhs.&lt;br /&gt;Got the yearbooks first, thank you Zhihao for helping me carry! :)&lt;br /&gt;Stayed in 3E and helped him do one para of his bao zhang crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around after Clar's class ended.&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and hugs to people I've missed a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched interclass finals.&lt;br /&gt;Well done to the winning classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I SUPPORT 3C!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Zhihao and Clar!&lt;br /&gt;Ate at delifrance and I cabbed home.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks thanks thanks thanks thanks Zhihao!&lt;br /&gt;Really, thank you a lot x 523752343!&lt;br /&gt;Although mummy probably thinks you're my boyfriend now, yeah thanks a lot :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trip back to dunman made me feel...&lt;br /&gt;Not home anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, yes, the same people.&lt;br /&gt;Yet... they gave me feel different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that after this semester in VJ,&lt;br /&gt;I already feel more home in VJ than in DHS.&lt;br /&gt;I can proudly say that I am glad to have left dhs.&lt;br /&gt;'cause honestly, when I look at the people back then and now,&lt;br /&gt;Almost everyone changed.&lt;br /&gt;And if I had stayed in DHS, I don't know how I would be.&lt;br /&gt;(And at least when I'm not in DHS, I wouldn't have to suffer the torture of becoming hi-bye friends with the people who used to be close to me. At least coming to VJ gave me an excuse to do that.)&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, 德明 will always be in my heart. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today!&lt;br /&gt;Crashing TJ ooooooh. :D&lt;br /&gt;Waited outside TJ alone for like one and a half hours 'cause Angshuang has bad estimation of time!&lt;br /&gt;But hahaha it's oooookay. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went in TJ, the school super duper big -__-&lt;br /&gt;Went to buy bubble tea and bus-ed to Parkway!&lt;br /&gt;Talkity talked. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yz and PJ suddenly called, so we decided to go eat dinner with them.&lt;br /&gt;Talked more, yada, then when we were gonna leave Dionis and her team appeared! :D&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. And then YZ and PJ appeared out of nowhere with ice cream and cookies for us suddenly. o.o&lt;br /&gt;Heh thanks a lot. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuuuup.&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's all for the summary of the past few days. :D&lt;br /&gt;Pictures... okay no pictures.&lt;br /&gt;'cause my awesome 5.0 megapixel phone is useless.&lt;br /&gt;I need a new phone desperately.&lt;br /&gt;z610 wouldn't charge and secret's battery can't stay alive for more than half a day.&lt;br /&gt;Spare phones?&lt;br /&gt;Or new phone.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open house tmr! Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Duty in the evening!&lt;br /&gt;H1N1 contact tracing for harmonica concert. ._.&lt;br /&gt;Oh weelllllll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and BYE YANNNNN!&lt;br /&gt;Have fun in moscow (where your real friends are. Just kidding. :D)!&lt;br /&gt;Will miss your noisyness a lot. Hahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;(AND YES NOW YOU CAN'T SCOLD ME FOR DITCHING YOU ANYMORE. :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-78101265218918164?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/78101265218918164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-back-from-hibernation_30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/78101265218918164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/78101265218918164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-back-from-hibernation_30.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-785964341767974704</id><published>2009-05-21T06:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T17:56:41.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;不要等到失去了才懂得珍惜。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在你身旁已经失去了不少。&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;那包括我在内。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels more like 如释重负 than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I typing in Chinese?&lt;br /&gt;Aftereffects of failing a Chinese test.&lt;br /&gt;TIKUM TIKUM. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever if I get 5 marks for attitude for CA2 already.&lt;br /&gt;I need a Chinese teacher who can make me interested in Chinese again.&lt;br /&gt;Not one who looks down on us, scolds us, curse us, and threaten us.&lt;br /&gt;Nope Cheeyang it isn't your fault that you forgot!&lt;br /&gt;Pleasepleaseplease don't blame it on yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yepzxzxzxz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc05.deviantart.com/fs36/i/2008/261/b/f/free_at_last_by_cryblue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 487px; height: 649px;" src="http://fc05.deviantart.com/fs36/i/2008/261/b/f/free_at_last_by_cryblue.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ZHENTING IS FINALLY FREEEEEEEEEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LAST TEST OF THE SEM IS O-VERRRRRRRR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no idea &lt;/span&gt;how happy I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I came home and slept. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping is moved to the third place in the list &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'What makes Zhenting feel happier?'&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;Lack of sleep is seriously draining life out of me.&lt;br /&gt;Every second I can feel my heart beat faster when I wake up from a 4 hour sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Thursday is my new favourite day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slack slack &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;SLACK&lt;/span&gt;OOOOz. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Match support tmr and monday!&lt;br /&gt;Please please please can we please have half day on those two days and full day next friday? :(&lt;br /&gt;I'm so in the holiday mood that I don't listen in any lessons at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLASS OUTING SOONZZXZXZXZZ. Can't wait. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY now that Zhenting's free she's gonna work on her new blogskin + updated profile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel good, yup! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss DHS to the maaaax!&lt;br /&gt;I need to go back to get the yearbooks for the 08 dunmanians in vj!&lt;br /&gt;Shall go back on a fenzu day, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen the awesome GWH zheng for three months. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunman dunman dunman whoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PTM this friday.&lt;br /&gt;I really really really wished my mum would go and scold that certain &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;metrosexual&lt;/span&gt; teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; 加油 (JIAYOU) YAN FOR GUITAR CONCERT TMR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I can't make it. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-785964341767974704?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/785964341767974704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-feels-more-like-than-anything-else.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/785964341767974704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/785964341767974704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-feels-more-like-than-anything-else.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-2001194701397060858</id><published>2009-05-17T22:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T22:23:45.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs8/i/2006/164/5/2/Crazy_is_Happy_by_CaribuDude.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 102px; height: 129px;" src="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs8/i/2006/164/5/2/Crazy_is_Happy_by_CaribuDude.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the cat in the previous post is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It keeps eating up my most recent post. :(&lt;/span&gt; -Kills the cat-  Kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been... doing LA outline, looking for my chinese worksheets (found 6, lost 3), writing the 词语s to study for the test (at the 138th one) and now I'm blog hopping like I've all the time in the world. Oh no Zhenting stop procrastinating! It's bad for health. And now I'm talking to myself. Ysee the aftereffects of Chinese overdose? Yeah, it's scary. I'm scared too. Ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm not making any sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr's timetable:&lt;br /&gt;Math, math, break, lit, break, break, geog, MATCH SUPPORT! Awesomeness!  Hahahhahahah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my LA grades back though. Thanks Yan for printing the outline for me! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I'm not typing in short sentences. Alaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-2001194701397060858?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/2001194701397060858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-think-cat-in-previous-post-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/2001194701397060858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/2001194701397060858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-think-cat-in-previous-post-is.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-4849084535576289881</id><published>2009-05-17T01:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T11:38:57.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, is making me upset a new sport or what.&lt;br /&gt;No wait I'm not upset.&lt;br /&gt;-Breathes in-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;(Bitch alert. Zhenting's in such a bitchy mood that she might scare you in the content below so I advise you to not read it.)&lt;br /&gt;I'm just pissed times six point oh two times ten to the power of twenty-three. I could scream in your face right now. Friendship is more important than your supposedly oh-so-great love. Hell, did I just say friendship?&lt;br /&gt;You say I neglect people after I come to VJ. I don't deny that. But really, you treat me that way and what am I supposed to do? Your meaning of 'we're friends' just mean 'You must be there for me. You are here for me to make use of. And I don't have to give a shit about how you are 'cause whenever you're sad I'm so tired and I can't give a shit about it. And my bills are so expensive I can't call you. Although you pay for you own bills, it doesn't matter. What matters is you call me when I'm upset and you don't call me when you are 'cause I don't give a shit anyway.'&lt;br /&gt;Please, doesn't mean you're oh so sad about your, uh, relationship which is just like 'I just want to talk to her, be her pillar of support, yknow...' means you have the rights to not care about how they feel about any decision you make. People don't get calls and hear someone go 'Eh, I need you to help me lie. I gave ( ____) (__)'s email so that instead of you I can ask her if (__)'s online. If (__) asks you just say like, 'Oh I was talking to my friend and I told her I know this very nice friend, but she's reserved.' Woah,  I'm so super close to (__) and I'd talk about her to everyone I know. You just told someone I'm not close to to lie about things I would never do. Then you tell me to lie that it's true that I did it. And you walk away with a big smile. Thanks for considering my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;And I hope you're reading this.&lt;br /&gt;Please don't think this is what VJ's done to me.&lt;br /&gt;It's how 'friends' like you make me react.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Breathes out-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Zhenting's fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was super tiring!&lt;br /&gt;And so was the past week.&lt;br /&gt;Results are nearly all out!&lt;br /&gt;Brandon actually said 'I only have 4 subjects above 80 leh.'&lt;br /&gt;-Punches him-&lt;br /&gt;Nooooo. Why are there such smart people around!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;It's okay, -self consoles-&lt;br /&gt;ZHENTING WILL WORK HARDER NEXT SEM! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school at 9.30 today for CT meeting! :D&lt;br /&gt;I was the earliest IP person mwaha!&lt;br /&gt;Was telling the exco 'Nicole's on the cab here' and she walked in from behind.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently Brandon's bus broke down ahahhha,&lt;br /&gt;David pon meeting for training :(&lt;br /&gt;And Vanessa was a little late as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got into our comms and started talking about our roles and duties for the year. :D&lt;br /&gt;YAY FEEDPUB! :D&lt;br /&gt;Talked talked talked for an hour or so.&lt;br /&gt;Oh Mervin's tagline for the 17th's initiative was awesome hahah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to LT2 for general meeting,&lt;br /&gt;Got our adhocs!&lt;br /&gt;Mm with Brandon for one and got Vanessa for the other one! :D&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember what we did thereafter but I do remember the pizzaaa. :D&lt;br /&gt;And Leonard/Jiayin talking an unglam shot. :(&lt;br /&gt;Oh no. D:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Norman for ordering food in! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, went for the admission tests ushering after that.&lt;br /&gt;Just stayed in the school for seven and a half more hours.&lt;br /&gt;Nearly died of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;Made new friends though hahahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;Serving drinks were the best part 'cause we all had so much fun. Hahahhaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;Yongwei was like dying 'cause he had sugarrush after drinking four packs of drinks.&lt;br /&gt;The after effects of sugarrush took over and yeah, he was so energyless. :x&lt;br /&gt;Mary Anne was scarier. Ice lemon tea really made her like WHOO high.&lt;br /&gt;She pretended to be Godzilla and scared all the boys there.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I bet everyone thinks v15 girls are crazy now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did saikang in the hall the last,&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly everyone was super efficient. The tables and chairs were gone in no time. O:&lt;br /&gt;Walked home alone, freaky. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA outline time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stop saying CT = saikang, 'cause we're more than just that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-4849084535576289881?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/4849084535576289881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/05/go-away_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/4849084535576289881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/4849084535576289881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/05/go-away_17.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-8974554879336232292</id><published>2009-05-14T01:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T01:40:16.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;this close&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;snapping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe breathe breathe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-8974554879336232292?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/8974554879336232292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-just-this-close-to-snapping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/8974554879336232292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/8974554879336232292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-just-this-close-to-snapping.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-7140530085484311134</id><published>2009-05-11T02:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T02:58:24.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Gibberish jibberish zibberish wibberish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs29/f/2008/106/c/9/Studying_by_xnj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 483px; height: 362px;" src="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs29/f/2008/106/c/9/Studying_by_xnj.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacked for the past two days so here I am studying at three in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Not really studying, doing Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;It's creepy to be alone in the living room, although it's such a tiny space only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the whole time watching tv on friday,&lt;br /&gt;Relatives came over on saturday,&lt;br /&gt;Just hid in my room and did nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Decided to go out to buy socks, bags and shoes. :D&lt;br /&gt;Didn't get the bag in the end 'cause I couldn't decide between tote or a bag pack.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, stuck with crumpler for now.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and there wasn't red socks @ giant.&lt;br /&gt;Hellllll. :(&lt;br /&gt;I regret wearing my fav. socks to banner painting.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Jo &amp;amp; Angshuang. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy Day... yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Was quite boring, but yeah. It happens every year.&lt;br /&gt;Went out with my eldest sister, rare rare rare! :D&lt;br /&gt;Looked at laptops.&lt;br /&gt;Hellll. Pretty red slim vaio laptop, I'm still eying you. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other sister got her macbook and itouch.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so jealous. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two more li jie wen das and I'm done with it! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;No wait, and two more chang wen suo duans.&lt;br /&gt;I think I lost the worksheets already. Nooo :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have,,, 4 more hours of sleep left.&lt;br /&gt;Kbkjsbgsdf. Noo!&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-7140530085484311134?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/7140530085484311134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/05/gibberish-jibberish-zibberish-wibberish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/7140530085484311134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/7140530085484311134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/05/gibberish-jibberish-zibberish-wibberish.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-4694813058992191831</id><published>2009-05-08T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T23:46:56.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(Talk to the hand.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister just called home to say that she'll be home late.&lt;br /&gt;And she added 'eh you got boyfriend is it! Claire and Gwen saw you.'&lt;br /&gt;Was thinking thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Then I remembered that I went to get dinner and check my eye with PJ two days ago.&lt;br /&gt;Hell no!&lt;br /&gt;Should tell her about my nun plan really.&lt;br /&gt;Even so... seriously, PJ?!&lt;br /&gt;Hgshgfhjfasd hahahah no way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School today was so siaaanxz.&lt;br /&gt;Class class class LA test!&lt;br /&gt;And then igloo after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more test lefttttt. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo it's a slack slack slack slack day!&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching tv since forever heh.&lt;br /&gt;Byeeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-4694813058992191831?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/4694813058992191831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/05/talk-to-hand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/4694813058992191831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/4694813058992191831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/05/talk-to-hand.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-1522929682087381186</id><published>2009-05-07T19:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T20:00:05.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Roll the die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SgLJLyo8PlI/AAAAAAAABFo/sGJOVwVaFik/s1600-h/Dont_worry_be_happy_by_Iesthir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 432px; height: 322px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SgLJLyo8PlI/AAAAAAAABFo/sGJOVwVaFik/s400/Dont_worry_be_happy_by_Iesthir.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333046113169325650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHA IT'S A &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;HAAAA&lt;/span&gt;PPY DAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mainly 'cause today is the last last last option lesson.&lt;br /&gt;I figured that I did fail the geog test after all. BUT SITLL.&lt;br /&gt;I GET THREE STRAIGHT BREAKS ON MONDAY AND THURSDAYS!&lt;br /&gt;Thrilled. :D&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahhahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;Awesomexz. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and there's no elective from now till sem 2 starts,&lt;br /&gt;So let's see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday's a three break day  (:D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D) + PE (:D :D :D :D)&lt;br /&gt;(:D x 12)&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday's a one break day ( D: D: D: D: D: D: D: D: D: D: ) + triple science ( D: D: D: D: )&lt;br /&gt;(D: x 14)&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday's a 9.15 break day ( :D :D :D ) but there's physics ( D: D: D: )&lt;br /&gt;(Neutral day!)&lt;br /&gt;Thursday's a three break day (:D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D) + END EARLY! ( :D :D :D)&lt;br /&gt;(:D x 11)&lt;br /&gt;Friday's a 11.00 break day ( D: D: D: D: D: D: D: D: D: D: ) + triple science ( D: D: D: D: )&lt;br /&gt;(D: x 14)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, 23 :D and 28 D:&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I'm not happy with the timetable.&lt;br /&gt;Not very true actually.&lt;br /&gt;But wait. Why am I doing this?&lt;br /&gt;Hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, before I fall asleep,&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO STUDY FOR LA. :(&lt;br /&gt;What if I get kicked out of school for failing LA ah. ._.&lt;br /&gt;Oh no oh no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-1522929682087381186?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/1522929682087381186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/05/roll-die.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/1522929682087381186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/1522929682087381186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/05/roll-die.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SgLJLyo8PlI/AAAAAAAABFo/sGJOVwVaFik/s72-c/Dont_worry_be_happy_by_Iesthir.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-7781276453486621841</id><published>2009-05-05T22:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T00:44:48.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1. Click on the following&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SgBQ6r2gSLI/AAAAAAAABFY/0j5_OCcVDUk/s1600-h/Screen+Captures.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 516px; height: 344px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SgBQ6r2gSLI/AAAAAAAABFY/0j5_OCcVDUk/s400/Screen+Captures.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332350927940634802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Agree with me that it's so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. BUY IT FOR ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha kidding. Randomly stumbled upon it on deviant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored of LA!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I'm super hungry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-7781276453486621841?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/7781276453486621841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/05/1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/7781276453486621841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/7781276453486621841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/05/1.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SgBQ6r2gSLI/AAAAAAAABFY/0j5_OCcVDUk/s72-c/Screen+Captures.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-1595422335519657839</id><published>2009-05-05T17:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T19:09:21.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;At least it's 'cause of me. Not 'cause it's me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SgAeVoivt9I/AAAAAAAABFI/XumikTGYCBU/s1600-h/Sorry____by_xprettylikedrugsx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SgAeVoivt9I/AAAAAAAABFI/XumikTGYCBU/s400/Sorry____by_xprettylikedrugsx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332295315815905234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only people who speaks the Zhenting language would get that.&lt;br /&gt;So if you don't, don't worry about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School today was fine,&lt;br /&gt;I passed bio, think I passed the first physics assignment,&lt;br /&gt;Gonna fail Math, gonna fail geog opt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo I guess it's fine overall.&lt;br /&gt;Oh but geog core was pretty much a disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;Oh welllllz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love my new group yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-1595422335519657839?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/1595422335519657839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/05/at-least-its-cause-of-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/1595422335519657839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/1595422335519657839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/05/at-least-its-cause-of-me.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SgAeVoivt9I/AAAAAAAABFI/XumikTGYCBU/s72-c/Sorry____by_xprettylikedrugsx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-1744933574288159949</id><published>2009-05-04T23:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T23:20:01.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Why do stars fall down from the sky&lt;br /&gt;Every time you walk by?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc09.deviantart.com/fs6/i/2005/033/9/3/Stars_by_zuckerblau.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 482px; height: 383px;" src="http://fc09.deviantart.com/fs6/i/2005/033/9/3/Stars_by_zuckerblau.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Chengyee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was randomly playing the sweet lullaby from the musical box Zhihao gave me&lt;br /&gt;(which I listen to at least 50 times a day!) on the piano and suddenly Chengyee went like&lt;br /&gt;'I KNOW I KNOW. UHHH. CLOSE TO YOU BY THE CARPENTERS!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew it was a song heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alaaaa. Short post bye. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-1744933574288159949?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/1744933574288159949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-do-stars-fall-down-from-sky-every.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/1744933574288159949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/1744933574288159949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-do-stars-fall-down-from-sky-every.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-4836147957791392792</id><published>2009-05-03T15:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T15:14:35.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Struggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'There shouldn't be a criteria for sisters.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc04.deviantart.com/fs22/i/2007/331/a/a/struggle_by_sE3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 533px; height: 439px;" src="http://fc04.deviantart.com/fs22/i/2007/331/a/a/struggle_by_sE3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm studying, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-4836147957791392792?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/4836147957791392792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/05/struggle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/4836147957791392792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/4836147957791392792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/05/struggle.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-2761024483033050734</id><published>2009-05-02T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T22:43:59.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Gingerbread tales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs45/i/2009/064/b/7/Ginger_Love_pt_2_by_Lei_Li.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 518px; height: 344px;" src="http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs45/i/2009/064/b/7/Ginger_Love_pt_2_by_Lei_Li.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored. Very bored. Veryveryvery bored.&lt;br /&gt;And yet there's still so much left to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the gingerbread people are making me hungry.&lt;br /&gt;Food diary!&lt;br /&gt;Noodles for breakfast,&lt;br /&gt;Mum gave me a mango,&lt;br /&gt;Mum gave me a bowl of papaya,&lt;br /&gt;Mum gave me a half finished pint of ice cream,&lt;br /&gt;Mum gave me an apple,&lt;br /&gt;Beehoon for dinner,&lt;br /&gt;Stole a piece of bread from the table,&lt;br /&gt;Stole another piece of bread from the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is what goes through my mind:&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, I ate so much today already.&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;-Steals more bread-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH I MADE MY SPECS TODAY. Finallllly. :D&lt;br /&gt;I don't really like it, but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Better than having to poke my eyeballs everyday. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna learn how to bake gingerbread men.&lt;br /&gt;Then I can bake gingerbread women!&lt;br /&gt;And then they can get married, and I'll have a thousand gingerbread babies.&lt;br /&gt;That's worthy investment. Awesomeeeee. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no I'm so bored I don't even know what I'm saying.&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;Santa Claus is coming to town!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-2761024483033050734?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/2761024483033050734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/05/gingerbread-tales-im-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/2761024483033050734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/2761024483033050734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/05/gingerbread-tales-im-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-8868441851202364276</id><published>2009-05-02T16:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T16:59:38.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Avoid Mummy Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SfwK4Aes4rI/AAAAAAAABDw/8RTV1UYL3fs/s1600-h/LGIM0290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 447px; height: 334px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SfwK4Aes4rI/AAAAAAAABDw/8RTV1UYL3fs/s320/LGIM0290.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331148016217547442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum's gonna kill me when she sees this. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look what's below my index finger!&lt;br /&gt;'(...) of climate.'&lt;br /&gt;Hell to Geog opt test. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alaaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored of studying but there's still so much to do for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-8868441851202364276?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/8868441851202364276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/05/avoid-mummy-day-mums-gonna-kill-me-when.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/8868441851202364276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/8868441851202364276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/05/avoid-mummy-day-mums-gonna-kill-me-when.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SfwK4Aes4rI/AAAAAAAABDw/8RTV1UYL3fs/s72-c/LGIM0290.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-2532479948345774775</id><published>2009-05-01T15:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T22:22:39.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Labour Days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories, memories.&lt;br /&gt;Lots and lots of memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;2007, the beginning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;went for lunch with them&lt;/span&gt; @ &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;kfc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;they were super embarrassing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;thenthenthen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;they went to arcade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;me and angshuang couldnt do anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so we got pissed and sat down in the middle of the mall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp;blasting music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then they also never care. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;watched rason and isaac play the basketball thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;slacked in long johns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;kena scolded cause isaac and rason were gaying around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"can you all stop it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;scarrrryyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then after 2 hours of slacking in the arcade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;its finally movie time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the movie was nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;thanks rason and angshuang for the jacket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;rason's jacket got smell. =\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but anyway, thanks loads((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;after the movie angshuang's bag got stuck in the seat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;0.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;went out. went home. train ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;they were talking about disgusting stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;reached home at about 7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;NIGHTNIGHTS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;2008, post cold-war period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;last year's labour day:&lt;br /&gt;spiderman 3, isaac's gay sweater, gaying in long johns, tampines mall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this year's labour day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;spiderman 3, angshuang's dirtied blanket, gaying in playgrounds, angshuang's house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;met rason at 1030 (yes he is trying to spoil my holiday) for breakfast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;he ate big breakfast + sausage mcmuffin + milo + one hashbrown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;retarded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(jt, tell your fat friend that its time he tries to slim down please. O: )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anyway thanks for paying for my hashbrown+milo. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;went over to angshuang's house!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it was like 8 stops after my house. O:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;went to the pool and rason wet his pants. aha! x;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;playgrounddd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;couldnt play the swing 'cause was wearing skirt. man. O:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;went to iecon [sp?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;rason paid for everythinggg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i had lollipop! angshuang bought ice cream, he bought milk. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;went over to the dvd rental store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;rented spiderman 3. ahaaa. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;rason paid again. x;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;went back to her houseee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;watched spiderman 3, exactly 365 days after we watched it the first time. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;watched it on angshuang's computer 'cause the TV was taken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;rason killed her pillow, bedsheets and stuff toys. O:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i was zihighing throughout the movie. aha. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(sadly, there wasnt any bird there for me to point at and go 'OMG A BIRD!') /:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;angshuang was trying to sleep on my shoulder,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;rason was constantly trying to piss me off by tickling me. ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tried to sleep while watching angshuang play audition after the show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;slacked till 530 while she audition-ed. /:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;took bus home with rason. we both got the same direct bus home. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;he had his usual fun trying to tease me about how short i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;whatever, he isnt even 170 yet. disgusting. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;went home and watched one epi of House. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;starting on my formal letter! yay. /:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;alaaaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;labour days are so retarded. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;2009, holding on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at past year's posts always make me realize how much I've changed, how much people around me has changed and most importantly, how much things change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I doubt Rason reached 170 yet anyway. Haaaaa. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to do work. :\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-2532479948345774775?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/2532479948345774775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/05/labour-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/2532479948345774775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/2532479948345774775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/05/labour-days.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-6783833137437787265</id><published>2009-04-30T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T00:10:25.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CT, CT, CT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lazy to go into details of what I've been doing this week, but really, it's all about  CT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE'RE FINALLY COUNCILLORS, 18TH! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days have been very hectic, tiring, etc etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, it's all worth it, I guess. :)&lt;br /&gt;+ awesome nice and shiny golden badge. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for the people I've neglected.&lt;br /&gt;Really wanted to crash TJ with ya'll, Clar, Zhihao and Sally! :(&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I missed ya'll, v15.&lt;br /&gt;(I think Mr Ng thinks I ponned school today. How!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, to the death bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-6783833137437787265?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/6783833137437787265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/04/ct-ct-ct.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/6783833137437787265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/6783833137437787265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/04/ct-ct-ct.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-894161739491839903</id><published>2009-04-27T19:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T20:05:57.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It's just emotions taking me over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc05.deviantart.com/fs7/i/2005/261/6/d/Emoticons_by_thuran.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 494px; height: 370px;" src="http://fc05.deviantart.com/fs7/i/2005/261/6/d/Emoticons_by_thuran.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy 27th!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 is always a special day 'cause there's a special 27th baby every month.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't remember who's birthday it is today, so nevermind. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is extremely tiring today, mainly 'cause of 2.4.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously seriously hate running under the sun hot hot sun. :(&lt;br /&gt;It was okay, I guess. Improved by 20-30 seconds from last year hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU MARYBERRY, MY MOTIVATION TO CONTINUE RUNNING! :D&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for 5 items next week!&lt;br /&gt;By then, WE CAN PLAY ANOTHER SPORT ALREADY! :D&lt;br /&gt;Cannot wait whoo hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INVEST IN 2 DAYS.&lt;br /&gt;GO INITIATES/SOON-TO-BE-COUNCILLORS! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh, rehearsals till 9 tmr. -__-&lt;br /&gt;Lit test next day? Or not.&lt;br /&gt;Agh. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me wanna sleep.&lt;br /&gt;But me haven't done chinese worksheet + study for geog + study for LA + math.&lt;br /&gt;I need LA tuition from Yan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; OLEEEHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally gonna get my phone back.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Zhihao! &amp;amp; Rason :D&lt;br /&gt;I desperately need double line!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, off to bathe, then to work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-894161739491839903?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/894161739491839903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-just-emotions-taking-me-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/894161739491839903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/894161739491839903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-just-emotions-taking-me-over.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-5672175545516473996</id><published>2009-04-25T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T00:40:48.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;Can't stop bleeding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm serious. Just got this mysterious cut on my leg. o.o&lt;br /&gt;Aha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was aweeeeesomeeeeeee. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really supposed to be blogging but since Zhihao doesn't read it's fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh, so &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Drama Nite&lt;/span&gt; was gooooood. :D&lt;br /&gt;Except... idk, I'd rather Natasha end up with the first guy. :(&lt;br /&gt;But stilllll, the whole thing was really good!&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe the students actually came up with everything themselves.&lt;br /&gt;-Standing Ovation!-&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at 11, thanks for the ride again, CHENGYEEEE :D&lt;br /&gt;Good job at PA! Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how proud I felt for my lesbo partner when your seniors were singing praises.&lt;br /&gt;Ahahahahahaha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 7 the next day, which is today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;VIP OPEN HOUSE&lt;/span&gt;EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! :D&lt;br /&gt;-Fast forwards-&lt;br /&gt;Did three out of six of the IH presentations :D&lt;br /&gt;I realized presenting to the parents were much easier than presenting to teachers.&lt;br /&gt;Good job, IH presenters! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna do ushering next year. :(&lt;br /&gt;It was fun talking to the parents!&lt;br /&gt;Like at least 10 out of 20 of the parents I talked to had VS kids.&lt;br /&gt;One of them was a Dunmanian from year 1. o_o&lt;br /&gt;I talked to them the most 'cause well, we could relate. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;'Don't you think it's a little too early and isn't it a little too stressful for her to think about leaving Dunman High at this time?'&lt;br /&gt;-Daughter nods head furiously-&lt;br /&gt;Heh o_o&lt;br /&gt;She's from EDS dance! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything finally ended with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Mass Dance + cheers&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;Got damn high and perspired a lot heh.&lt;br /&gt;Did a CT cheer with like.. only 8 or 9 councillors around ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went straight to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;debate ushering&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Had to wear blazer+court shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Died of heat. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the debate after I ushered!&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't really a heated argument.&lt;br /&gt;Not as scary as the one Vanessa and I chaired lastlast week.&lt;br /&gt;ACJC vs VJC! :D&lt;br /&gt;The motion was something about censorship.&lt;br /&gt;Gross lah, the last speaker of ACJC said something about people taking pleasure in watching porn and all their supporters gave him a standing ovation.&lt;br /&gt;The reply speaker said parents would want their kids to watch porn 'cause they need to have a more mature mindset one sexuality and whatever.&lt;br /&gt;So what are they saying? We should all watch porn?&lt;br /&gt;Hahhahahahahah retardedd -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;VJC WONNNNN! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was talking to Mr Chan outside the pt.&lt;br /&gt;'Mr Chan! Full dayyyyy!'&lt;br /&gt;'-laughs-'&lt;br /&gt;'So got full day not?!'&lt;br /&gt;'-laughs- point taken! Eh next time ya'll are gonna shout 'point taken instead right''&lt;br /&gt;o.o&lt;br /&gt;Weirdddd but yknow, nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;AS LONG AS WE GET FULL DAY!&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahhaa. :D&lt;br /&gt;We sang the school song, did lots and lots of school cheers, then I went out to meet Zhihao, Angshuang, Sally and Clar who has been waiting for me outside. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for making ya'll wait guysssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Went to PP&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to make my new specs but Zhihao kinda complained about everything I tried on so I decided to get my sister to come and help me choose another day. O:&lt;br /&gt;Yadaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember what we did, but me, Angshuang and Zhihao ended up in MOS!&lt;br /&gt;Got drinks and started talking about a lot a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;Had a lot to catch up on each other's lives 'cause Angshuang's in TJ, Zhihao's in DH and I'm in VJ.&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda funny when we look back at last year's events 'cause...&lt;br /&gt;Idk, it's so hard to imagine that it was just last year when we were all in the same school. O:&lt;br /&gt;Ahahaha. Yeah, talkitytalked. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to get my court shoes after that!&lt;br /&gt;Zhihao and Angshuang are becoming my mummy, really. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Settled down on one out of the 498327489234 pairs and went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Angshuang's condo&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed at the spot where we always got together.&lt;br /&gt;Talked even moreeeeeee! About crazy p6 times and everything. O:&lt;br /&gt;Clock struck 11 and Zhihao started nagging about me not having enough sleep and forced me to go home. :(&lt;br /&gt;Was pretty reluctant 'cause now that I'm always so busy with school,&lt;br /&gt;I know the next time I have time to stay out and talk to them would be in 23985623 years' time. :(&lt;br /&gt;Finally left Angshuang's condo at 11.30. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for sending me home Zhihaooooo.&lt;br /&gt;You're the uh best girlfriend ever ha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the best time in weeks. :)&lt;br /&gt;DHS/VJ balanced much?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-5672175545516473996?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/5672175545516473996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/04/cant-stop-bleeding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/5672175545516473996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/5672175545516473996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/04/cant-stop-bleeding.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-8779524565519597307</id><published>2009-04-23T20:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T20:55:39.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Good, or bad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's finally taking a turn around! :D&lt;br /&gt;Good for almost everything besides my uh, alive-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SfBgtlvXZxI/AAAAAAAABCw/cLvKJtLiSeI/s1600-h/banner3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 468px; height: 245px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SfBgtlvXZxI/AAAAAAAABCw/cLvKJtLiSeI/s400/banner3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327864695520454418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIP OPEN HOUSEEE. :D&lt;br /&gt;(I doubt any juniors actually read my blog, but nevermind.)&lt;br /&gt;COME COME COME, no matter how old you are already.&lt;br /&gt;You can see what cool environment Zhenting is studying in heh! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SfBiKCxyp3I/AAAAAAAABC4/zQIEn03unjo/s1600-h/Random.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SfBiKCxyp3I/AAAAAAAABC4/zQIEn03unjo/s400/Random.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327866283863222130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something really random.&lt;br /&gt;Yan and Isaac has the same dp O:&lt;br /&gt;Ahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrightttt.&lt;br /&gt;I've one added commitment, taking care of my family.&lt;br /&gt;Not like I never did, but now I have to buy dinner back for them and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a fourteen acting like a forty. :(&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. Not really. I'm just a good girl. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything went pretty well today despite my partial blindness.&lt;br /&gt;No specs, no contacts and I survived!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hectic tmr. &lt;br /&gt;11 - 1230, IH presentation rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;1230 - 345, Drama rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;345 - ?, CT invest rehearsal, if I manage to escape from drama.&lt;br /&gt;? - idk, 10, 11?, Drama nite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then next day, meet at 8 for VIP OPEN HOUSE!&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait x 9874189421 :D :D :D &lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-8779524565519597307?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/8779524565519597307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/04/good-or-bad-everythings-finally-taking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/8779524565519597307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/8779524565519597307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/04/good-or-bad-everythings-finally-taking.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SfBgtlvXZxI/AAAAAAAABCw/cLvKJtLiSeI/s72-c/banner3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-5357873565933735464</id><published>2009-04-22T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T22:33:24.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tired? Fret not&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm not gonna go school tmr 'cause I'm having a fever.&lt;br /&gt;No, I can't not go to school.&lt;br /&gt;There's drama and invest rehearsals tmr, both at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and igloo duty o.o&lt;br /&gt;Okay, wth -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAYYYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;I'M GOING TO HAVE NIGHTMARES. ._.&lt;br /&gt;Idk how it happened, but I was walking through the door to find Gerald,&lt;br /&gt;Yan was walking through the door to find Gerald as well, to get his guitar back.&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN HIS SHIRT KNOCKED AGAINST THE DOOR AND ALL THE BUTTONS POPPED OUT AND HE BECAME HALF NAKED ALL OF A SUDDEN AND I JUST HAD TO BE STANDING THERE.&lt;br /&gt;So what does this tell you?&lt;br /&gt;IT'S ALL GERALD'S FAULT.&lt;br /&gt;Kidding.&lt;br /&gt;But stillllll.&lt;br /&gt;Noooo. -emotional trauma-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahahahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;Next!&lt;br /&gt;Video-ing of combined rehearsal!&lt;br /&gt;Idk what we did man.&lt;br /&gt;We just hold hands and formed a diamond shape o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invest rehearsal was as usual!&lt;br /&gt;It was quite cool la actually heh.&lt;br /&gt;Ended at 8.30, waited for Moses to finish his invest adhoc meeting 'cause I didn't dare to walk home.&lt;br /&gt;Went home with Moses, apparently he was going down to run and train for 2.4 after this.&lt;br /&gt;Scary la o_o&lt;br /&gt;I was like dying already.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still dying. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATS DHSCO + DHSZT + JIAYOU DHSSHCO!&lt;br /&gt;GWH whoo! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IP DRAMA SYF:&lt;br /&gt;Woah, I have nothing much to say 'cause trees don't talk anyway. :x&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, I THINK WE DID AN AWESOMELY GREAT GREAT AWESOME JOB! :D&lt;br /&gt;So although it's a silver, WE SHOULDN'T BE 灰心, 'cause the best is yet to be!&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for drama nite! :D&lt;br /&gt;I heard the musical was really awesome, and I heard that girl sing anw.&lt;br /&gt;She's so talented o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alalalala.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired. and sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-5357873565933735464?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/5357873565933735464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/04/tired-fret-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/5357873565933735464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/5357873565933735464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/04/tired-fret-not.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-2957741416783878423</id><published>2009-04-21T21:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T23:22:06.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Numb, but it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Unexplained contradictions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc04.deviantart.com/fs9/i/2006/020/3/c/A_contradiction_by_amelo14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 487px; height: 467px;" src="http://fc04.deviantart.com/fs9/i/2006/020/3/c/A_contradiction_by_amelo14.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe, Zhenting, breathe.&lt;br /&gt;You're probably just having moodswings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-2957741416783878423?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/2957741416783878423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/04/numb-but-it-hurts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/2957741416783878423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/2957741416783878423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/04/numb-but-it-hurts.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-8631323300733044514</id><published>2009-04-21T18:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T18:39:32.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;Better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a happy happy happy day! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL DONE, ZHENGGGGG! :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm really really really so proud of you guys!&lt;br /&gt;YOU GUYS MADE HISTORY!&lt;br /&gt;First GWH for DHSCOZZ. :)&lt;br /&gt;I guess all the hard work paid off! :)&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to scream when I received the message from Qianyi, Darryl, Wye Inn, Yi Rong and Fiona.&lt;br /&gt;But was in the middle of CT investiture, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although he was joking, Adriel was right.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even part of them anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't really contribute much to the SYF piece besides teaching the juniors last year,&lt;br /&gt;So it's pretty illogical why I'm so happy. Hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;CLASS TEES ARE DONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY, AFTER TWO MONTHS OF DELAY, IT'S DONE! :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm more than happy, really. :D&lt;br /&gt;Although the shirt is as huge as ever, it's AWESOMEXZ. :D&lt;br /&gt;Lovelovelove onefive. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example!&lt;br /&gt;Oh no 自拍, so 自恋. :( &lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, there isn't gonna be a next time Zhenting is gonna take a photo of herself o_o&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/Se2hR10TN6I/AAAAAAAABCg/Xe3wTXLH9kU/s1600-h/LGIM0264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/Se2hR10TN6I/AAAAAAAABCg/Xe3wTXLH9kU/s320/LGIM0264.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327091262125455266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp; thanks Gerald, for learning to play 双子星 on the guitar. :)&lt;br /&gt;It's the first time in months I haven't cried when I heard the song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-8631323300733044514?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/8631323300733044514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/04/better-its-happy-happy-happy-day-well.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/8631323300733044514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/8631323300733044514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/04/better-its-happy-happy-happy-day-well.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/Se2hR10TN6I/AAAAAAAABCg/Xe3wTXLH9kU/s72-c/LGIM0264.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-7726308732669821906</id><published>2009-04-20T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T23:36:24.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-Laughs-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;MY DAD JUST GAVE ME THE VJ ENVELOPE RHAT CAME AND GUESS WHAT'S IN IT?&lt;br /&gt;THE LOVE LANGUAGE THING AND THE LETTER WRITTEN IN BINTAN!&lt;br /&gt;-Dies of laughter-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it was supposed to be addressed to the parents but nevermind. (Since he gave it to me anyway.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;'The dominant love language of your child is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;spending quality time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. I hope you find this information useful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Quality time:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What to do:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Take long walks, do things together, have face-to-face talks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What to avoid:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Long periods of being apart, not staying in contact.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, if my parents really start talking long walks and having face-to-face talks w/ me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna tell them to see a doctor. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to disagree to 'It's too late to apologize', but now I think it's really too late. We've been uh, never been in 'contact', exactly. How the hell am I supposed to accept them taking long walks with me? Heh. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Hi Mum! Miss you much. The food you cook is still the best. Ahahaha. I wanna learn how to swim 'cause I nearly died whe my boat capsized. &amp;amp; I'll help you cook @ home 'cause I realized how tough it is to clean up. Yay I love you! Love, zhenting.'&lt;br /&gt;Farney. I'm never gonna let them see the letter.&lt;br /&gt;(Just like how they never got to see the emo letter I wrote in the LT before level camp. Oooops. :x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala back to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-7726308732669821906?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/7726308732669821906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/04/laughs-hahahahaha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/7726308732669821906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/7726308732669821906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/04/laughs-hahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-3169768864956508381</id><published>2009-04-20T19:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T19:26:09.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Faded pictures, vivid memories.&lt;br /&gt;Vibrant pictures, faded memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SexZBCo9hFI/AAAAAAAABCA/cZ7qinmExPI/s1600-h/IMG_7532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 187px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SexZBCo9hFI/AAAAAAAABCA/cZ7qinmExPI/s320/IMG_7532.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326730333695870034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SexZBcozXSI/AAAAAAAABCQ/nTflKCkpEgo/s1600-h/DSC02257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 185px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SexZBcozXSI/AAAAAAAABCQ/nTflKCkpEgo/s320/DSC02257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326730340674526498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SexZBKwJDRI/AAAAAAAABCI/YR7Fx2jmFJE/s1600-h/LGIM0056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 185px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SexZBKwJDRI/AAAAAAAABCI/YR7Fx2jmFJE/s320/LGIM0056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326730335873469714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SexZBT7z4ZI/AAAAAAAABCY/Vz6wKNnZ6So/s1600-h/LGIM0052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 185px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SexZBT7z4ZI/AAAAAAAABCY/Vz6wKNnZ6So/s320/LGIM0052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326730338338333074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old LT area, d&amp;amp;d 2007 jixun, Ghim Moh Market&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the new campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Zheng a lot.&lt;br /&gt;More of the people, definitely not the instrument anymore.&lt;br /&gt;-Tries not to emo-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, JIAYOU DHS(CO)ZT/ZZ/ZHENG!&lt;br /&gt;I really really really do hope ya'll get GWH! :)&lt;br /&gt;Yknow honestly, I'm more nervous for the zheng results than the drama results.&lt;br /&gt;-Crosses fingers-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, nothing much today.&lt;br /&gt;My specs broke, that's one.&lt;br /&gt;(Hi five Gerald o_o)&lt;br /&gt;I felt extremely unwell, that's two.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm having a fever, that's three.&lt;br /&gt;Oh &amp;amp; Miss Ngerng hinted that I did extremely badly for Geog.&lt;br /&gt;So far I failed physics, bio, and now I'm gonna fail geog.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited to get my papers back.&lt;br /&gt;How ironic, I'm gonna present for IH geog and I failed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh hell, I just got 2 more mosquito bites.&lt;br /&gt;That makes it 8 now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND CLASS TEES ARE DONE! -BEAMS X 534892478923-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ala. Abrupt end to my short post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-3169768864956508381?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/3169768864956508381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/04/faded-pictures-vivid-memories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/3169768864956508381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/3169768864956508381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/04/faded-pictures-vivid-memories.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SexZBCo9hFI/AAAAAAAABCA/cZ7qinmExPI/s72-c/IMG_7532.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-5519895281536554566</id><published>2009-04-18T14:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T15:42:11.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Nonsensical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc07.deviantart.com/fs40/f/2009/053/f/6/A_brush_of_art_by_ella_bay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 528px; height: 395px;" src="http://fc07.deviantart.com/fs40/f/2009/053/f/6/A_brush_of_art_by_ella_bay.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Investiture banner painting today! :D&lt;br /&gt;It was omgggggg fun!&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, THANK YOU LEONARD, YOU'RE THE BESTBESTBEST WELFARE um. PERSON! :D&lt;br /&gt;(Unlike our -cough- &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;lousy&lt;/span&gt; -cough- igloo head. :x)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the drinks and burgers, really really. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; thanks SC president nominees (okay, only Huihui and Chunyong were there) for holding the umbrella to shade us from the sun!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Nicole started shooting questions at Chunyong about IP and JC gap and w/e :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, spent the first.. two hours in school doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Went to slack with Nicole, Adriel, Colin, Leonard, Gerald and Marc at the canteen. :D&lt;br /&gt;Leonard got all of us a burgerrrr. -insert thankful face!-&lt;br /&gt;Just talkedddd.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I don't care, I chope the grand seniors for invigorate for my class! :x&lt;br /&gt;All the councillors should go help onefive la. No seniors leh. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, started painting at around 10+!&lt;br /&gt;Got bored after awhile and painted on each other. :x&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I got a big big smiley face on my left leg thanks to Colin and a small pig on my right hand thanks to Mervin. :D&lt;br /&gt;What's next? We were told that the paint was insoluble in water.&lt;br /&gt;Which means, awesomexz, we couldn't wash it off. Hahahaha! Panickkkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; then the worst thing that could happen happened. -__-&lt;br /&gt;The cup that was holding the paint broke, my hand which was supporting the base of the cup obviously died. -___-&lt;br /&gt;Became Beast from X-men for a moment. Hehhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried washing off the paint with water first. Failed terribly, the paint covered my entire hand.&lt;br /&gt;Then we had to resort to turpentine. /:&lt;br /&gt;After Colin's hand started stinging 'cause of the turpentine so Gerald (sp?) came and told us that we should try soap + water. O:&lt;br /&gt;Was banned from using the sink in that toilet 'cause someone scolded, so Gerald brought me up to the upstairs toilet.&lt;br /&gt;(&amp;amp; he stepped into the girls toilet -cough-)&lt;br /&gt;Told him he should go first and regretted the moment he left 'cause it was so freaky to be alone in the toilet. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got most of the blue paint out and ran back to the painting area!&lt;br /&gt;Decided to go home 'cause it was twelve plus already O:&lt;br /&gt;Went home and got scolded by mummy.&lt;br /&gt;She used the clean sofa stain crap on me to get rid of the paint. -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I got my haircut! XX helped me cut my hair heh.&lt;br /&gt;I still look exactly the same, except now my fringe is shorter and I just clip them all up 'cause I can't stand it. :x&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, doing work time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-5519895281536554566?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/5519895281536554566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/04/nonsensical.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/5519895281536554566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/5519895281536554566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/04/nonsensical.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-6747086171671560522</id><published>2009-04-17T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T00:13:45.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hell, I need a break. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SeihsZPjWAI/AAAAAAAABBI/1usEncYl82U/s1600-h/two_and_two_always_makes_five.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 478px; height: 357px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SeihsZPjWAI/AAAAAAAABBI/1usEncYl82U/s320/two_and_two_always_makes_five.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325684343428044802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math-ing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired x 58923759234.&lt;br /&gt;Just reread my recent posts and realized how much of a mugger I've become. :(&lt;br /&gt;Oh welllll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese Drama Concert today!&lt;br /&gt;It's the first time in my life I watched a chinese drama hahah.&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty awesome, besides the fact that yknow, sometimes I can't hear + don't understand them. :x&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Chengyee the translator! :D&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh &amp;amp; Bio!&lt;br /&gt;-Reads MCQ-&lt;br /&gt;-Skip questions idk-&lt;br /&gt;-Flip back to the first page after I finished reading the MCQs-&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; then I realized that I left like, 8 out of 15 blank. -__-&lt;br /&gt;Section 2 was worse, cannot tikum so I wrote crap for the questions idk. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama nite and open house next week!&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm gonna be tired next week, again? O:&lt;br /&gt;I hope the DH teachers don't come and crash to ask weird questions -__-&lt;br /&gt;(Apparently that happened last year. -scared-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm supposed to be sleeping early today. :\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-6747086171671560522?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/6747086171671560522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/04/hell-i-need-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/6747086171671560522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/6747086171671560522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/04/hell-i-need-break.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SeihsZPjWAI/AAAAAAAABBI/1usEncYl82U/s72-c/two_and_two_always_makes_five.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-3785199071755634072</id><published>2009-04-16T17:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T18:18:59.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy (or not.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;(Sometimes it's better to just pretend.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc00.deviantart.com/fs35/f/2008/238/2/b/2b21bb03ceb366147f8cb95b4d49ce53.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 374px;" src="http://fc00.deviantart.com/fs35/f/2008/238/2/b/2b21bb03ceb366147f8cb95b4d49ce53.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, more major screw ups and serious moodswings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's okay, 'cause when things go downer and downer, they'll eventually spring back up again.&lt;br /&gt;I'll just have to wait and persevere till everything screws up till the max.&lt;br /&gt;When it can't go any worse, it'll become better, I guess. :D&lt;br /&gt;Right now, let me worry about tmr's bio test and IH presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for being an emo nemo during the first break today!&lt;br /&gt;First time in history Zhenting actually kept quiet for an entire break.&lt;br /&gt;Woah, I actually didn't eat anything during break on my own accord.&lt;br /&gt;That is what I call a mini miracle. :D&lt;br /&gt;Anw, thanks Jiamin for the gummy bears, 'cause they really cheered me up a lot heh. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Gerald, you watch outtttttttt!&lt;br /&gt;One day Zhenting is going to be immune to pokes and you're gonna get superpoked x 28958! &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Bio.&lt;br /&gt;(&amp;amp; the halfdone Chinese worksheet, &amp;amp; memorize IH script for mini rehearsal.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-3785199071755634072?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/3785199071755634072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-or-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/3785199071755634072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/3785199071755634072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-or-not.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-1487874749047527680</id><published>2009-04-15T18:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T20:16:41.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Self explanatory. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc04.deviantart.com/fs45/i/2009/075/e/3/Unhappy_by_fotojenny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 460px; height: 344px;" src="http://fc04.deviantart.com/fs45/i/2009/075/e/3/Unhappy_by_fotojenny.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the verge of crying.&lt;br /&gt;So many things screwed up lately,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just common tests and I'm failing.&lt;br /&gt;My Chinese marks are like... the usual phail standard,&lt;br /&gt;But physics was a total disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;Although it's like only 10% of CA and 3% of overall... yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; wow, Zhenting thought her math and sciences are the subjects that can pull her grades up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told my mum, she said 'oh.'&lt;br /&gt;My sister overheard, she said 'Ting, it's time you pushed yourself harder.'&lt;br /&gt;Have I not pushed myself hard enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, no matter what they say I still believe that this is nottt a wrong decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, although they probably won't be reading this,&lt;br /&gt;Congrats Norman, Moses, Adriel, Colin, Leonard, Leong Ying and Jiayin!&lt;br /&gt;18th CTC Exco whoo.&lt;br /&gt;Aka, the people who are gonna scream at us next year ifff I rerun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andddd, -crosses fingers for Dance SYF!-&lt;br /&gt;Hope they do wellll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Bio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-1487874749047527680?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/1487874749047527680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/04/self-explanatory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/1487874749047527680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/1487874749047527680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/04/self-explanatory.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-8903770791100840711</id><published>2009-04-14T20:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T20:51:03.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm sorry. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh, ydon't know how guilty I am right now.&lt;br /&gt;I actually forgot about Rason's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Okay I knew it was on the 14th but I didn't know today IS the 14th.&lt;br /&gt;Oh crap oh crap oh crap, I'm so sorry. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm yeah, HAPPY BIRTHDAY RASON CHEN!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry x 99 times. :(&lt;br /&gt;And plus one more 'cause I seriously can't make it this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry. ._.&lt;br /&gt;Hm, idk what to tell you besides sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being a good friend since year one :)&lt;br /&gt;Okay not exactly, 'cause year one was our crazy year.&lt;br /&gt;But anw, yeah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SeSGVfxyOeI/AAAAAAAABAo/uypxUNKKRVQ/s1600-h/Rason+%26+Sean+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SeSGVfxyOeI/AAAAAAAABAo/uypxUNKKRVQ/s320/Rason+%26+Sean+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324528363324455394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 15th Birthday. :D&lt;br /&gt;Be nice to ma. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-8903770791100840711?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/8903770791100840711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/8903770791100840711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/8903770791100840711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wp0yTGl4_RE/SeSGVfxyOeI/AAAAAAAABAo/uypxUNKKRVQ/s72-c/Rason+%26+Sean+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-3467108830191917300</id><published>2009-04-14T17:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T19:45:19.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm falling... falling... falling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, short post!&lt;br /&gt;I'm really really tired.&lt;br /&gt;I wished someone could just stab me in my sleep so I don't have to take the geog test tmr. ._.&lt;br /&gt;After the Geog test I still have to figure out what the hell is going on in bio.&lt;br /&gt;And memorize the 598327598234 word IH script.&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought everything would fall into place after this week.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I'm sure I failed Chinese. Agh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh &amp;amp; thanks for staying back w/ me today, Yan. :D&lt;br /&gt;See, living near the school is just awesome possums. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Good luck to the IP dancers &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;(♥♥♥!)&lt;/span&gt; for tmr! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你们可以的！&lt;br /&gt;After SYF ya'll are finally free from the daily trainings whoo! :D&lt;br /&gt;加油加油加油！:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-3467108830191917300?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/3467108830191917300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-falling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/3467108830191917300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/3467108830191917300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-falling.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-5232094944039003039</id><published>2009-04-12T12:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T14:33:17.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm so hypocritical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, why am I writing an essay on how stress is awesome (in Chinese)?&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a liar/hypocrite.&lt;br /&gt;But then again, I have no idea what to write about how kids are being bullied.&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I'm left with the really ironic topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;身为一个对自己了如指掌的学生，我承认如果老师没把作业定一个日期交上，我一定不会有要把作业做完的念头。如果老师没把考试成绩反映在成绩单上，我肯定不会用心地埋头苦读。 所以，有了压力，学生们才会有个用功的理由。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did they say again? The truth always hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress is really killing me, and well,&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't help when I have problems like those at the back of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sleep deprived.&lt;br /&gt;(Heh I can go compose song already. ^^^^^ rhymes. Kind of. Okay I'm imagining things.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idk why I don't feel pretty unhappy. O:&lt;br /&gt;Alaa.&lt;br /&gt;No more blogging for Zhenting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-5232094944039003039?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/5232094944039003039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-so-hypocritical.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/5232094944039003039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/5232094944039003039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-so-hypocritical.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364460460271316155.post-1910502172733109536</id><published>2009-04-11T21:35:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T22:57:23.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:200%;"&gt;Outrunning time&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, Zhihao's party thingo didn't really go extremely well, but yay at least we had it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept at like 5 the day before the outing 'cause I was so scared I can't finish the script for open house. O:&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at eight thirty when I was supposed to wake up at 8 and meet the others at 9. /:&lt;br /&gt;Rushed and flew to paya lebar!&lt;br /&gt;Reached at like 9.10 and realized that the others weren't even awake yet heh.&lt;br /&gt;Just sat there and stoned for and hour and a half and Clar reached first! :D&lt;br /&gt;Went to find Sally, then picked up Rason at Outram!&lt;br /&gt;Off we go to buona vistaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached buona vista mrt. Could feel the tears coming to my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I missed that place so much.&lt;br /&gt;It was the only only only place that actually gives me a sense of belong around the dunmanians.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, really. I've never ever been to the Tanjhong Rhu campus besides during the DSA interview. How could I ever feel anything for it even when I go back now. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, walked along the familiar paths to prima deli and realized it closed down already.&lt;br /&gt;Went to get whipped cream, m&amp;amp;ms and plates instead to replace the cake. :x&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed to Zhihao's house although it was so near 'cause Rason was having a muscle ache from sports day -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Zhihao's house!&lt;br /&gt;Knock knock.&lt;br /&gt;Sister opens door.&lt;br /&gt;Is Zhihao at home?&lt;br /&gt;Uh yeah wait ah. ZHIHAO!&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD. OHHH MY GODDD. YA'LL COME FOR WHAT! (+ malu expression 'cause he was in a singlet)&lt;br /&gt;Ahahahhahaha whoo!&lt;br /&gt;First gatecrashing experience, awesomexz. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went into his room, played with his hamsters! :D&lt;br /&gt;Aha I can't believe Zhihao can keep his hamsters healthy. :x&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Locked him out of his room when he went out to get drinks for us. :D&lt;br /&gt;Prepared the awesome cake!&lt;br /&gt;(Oh no why didn't we take a photo ): )&lt;br /&gt;He came and in paaaah. The 'cake' is in his face. :D&lt;br /&gt;Congrats Zhihao!&lt;br /&gt;Who ask you cakeface all of us on all the birthdays this year huh!&lt;br /&gt;But I kena-ed cream on my face anw. /:&lt;br /&gt;Dirtied his room floor like abc!&lt;br /&gt;He went to bathe and we left for kallang leisure park!&lt;br /&gt;196-ed there, bus ride was hell long!&lt;br /&gt;But it's okay, we had time to talk :D&lt;br /&gt;Sally started talking about the past!&lt;br /&gt;Oh no it's so funny. Rason, thank youuuu 8D 8D 8D 8D&lt;br /&gt;HAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;I think that was 2 years ago around this time!&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday! -dies of laughter- :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached KLP, had lunch, Nicky reached, caught a movie!&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah I met Liying and Stella there!&lt;br /&gt;Omggggggggggggggggeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME I SAW THEM!&lt;br /&gt;Coolness. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffessions of a Shopaholic was pretty good, except I hate it when it gets so embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;Zhihao and Rason got super horny during the movie.&lt;br /&gt;I so regret switching seats with Clar! Kidding. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to parkway after the show. :D&lt;br /&gt;Got dinner at delifrance! Carbonara (sp?) w/ Clar! :)&lt;br /&gt;Zhihao left halfway. O:&lt;br /&gt;Went home after dinner. :D&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry Clar!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed you, Angshuang!&lt;br /&gt;Last year I wouldn't even go out with them like that 'cause I'd feel so extra being the only Cresmician, but this year I'm not the only non-Enive perosn but the only non-dunmanian there, yet I don't feel at all extra. Mmm things change. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will miss you, people.&lt;br /&gt;Should be a long while till I see ya'll again.&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry Rason, I'd organize for nextnext week but I doubt I can make it, okay?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today!&lt;br /&gt;English Debates Third/Fourth Preliminary Round!&lt;br /&gt;It's the first time I've watched an actual debate, and omg it was so cool. :x&lt;br /&gt;Failed as the emcee person though. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Was in charge of the UWC SEA vs VJC one!&lt;br /&gt;The motion was, The house allows organ trading.&lt;br /&gt;VJ won!&lt;br /&gt;It was really interesting watching how the debators discussed their points. O:&lt;br /&gt;The second one was NJC vs CJC.&lt;br /&gt;Omg, intense x 89347593!&lt;br /&gt;The motion was The house (somethingsomething) schools should only teach abstinence. O:&lt;br /&gt;When Mervin heard it he went like 'What's abstinence?' damn damn loudly.&lt;br /&gt;Ohmygeee. :x&lt;br /&gt;This debate was really really really interesting 'cause both sides were strong.&lt;br /&gt;The opposition won in the end, although I don't really agree to it.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm yeah, then we went for council dinner at thaipan! :D&lt;br /&gt;Nicenice.&lt;br /&gt;Jin Chieh totally scared me though, don't dare to talk to him already. /:&lt;br /&gt;Walked back to VJ w/ Marc and walked the canal way back alone. O:&lt;br /&gt;Why am I passing by the canal after the sun sets everyday.&lt;br /&gt;It was scaryyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home and here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;No more slacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&amp;amp; stop being so nice to me. I figured that I'm really numbed from sweet words. I reallyreally don't wanna hurt you. :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364460460271316155-1910502172733109536?l=traumatophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/1910502172733109536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/04/outrunning-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/1910502172733109536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364460460271316155/posts/default/1910502172733109536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traumatophobia.blogspot.com/2009/04/outrunning-time.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990865990170512154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
