<?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-6922415603260426492</id><updated>2011-09-27T12:01:33.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flip That Page</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6922415603260426492.post-7087819359443693358</id><published>2009-11-20T15:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T15:39:38.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again and Again and Again</title><content type='html'>Alright, I've decided to move back to thebrokenswing.bs&lt;div&gt;Sorry for all the inconvenience. Yes, I know its lame, but I have my reasons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There isn't really a need to relink yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing changed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been rather incoherent, rather indecisive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry, but now I'm done (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6922415603260426492-7087819359443693358?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/7087819359443693358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/11/alright-ive-decided-to-move-back-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/7087819359443693358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/7087819359443693358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/11/alright-ive-decided-to-move-back-to.html' title='Again and Again and Again'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-9171160228988417014</id><published>2009-08-15T23:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T23:42:29.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>threadedtrails.bs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-9171160228988417014?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/9171160228988417014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/08/threadedtrails.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/9171160228988417014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/9171160228988417014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/08/threadedtrails.html' title=''/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-400079384300313425</id><published>2009-07-31T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T22:24:07.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Right, I apologise for the lack of updates. I've better things to do, &lt;i&gt;elsewhere.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6922415603260426492-400079384300313425?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/400079384300313425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/07/right-i-apologise-for-lack-of-updates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/400079384300313425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/400079384300313425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/07/right-i-apologise-for-lack-of-updates.html' title=''/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-5781907247364171891</id><published>2009-07-26T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T00:43:45.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Airport with Justin and Sam today was awesome. Had a lot of fun.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just read someone's blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone who wouldn't know I'd be reading it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I think I just realised why I'm still reading it even after 7 odd months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We weren't even close, not that we are now. We haven't even talked in the past month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I like the frankness, and I admire you for being so daring to talk about everything, really, everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its one of those blogs where you can truly feel that everything's real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Heartaches especially. It hurts to read your words cause its really, really, really, real. Its practially watching a show unfold in words. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"It was as if nothing existed. You suddenly find yourself thrown into this thunderstorm with no umbrella, no shelter, no one. You glance around, trying to find Hope. You see a black shadow in the distance, you want to run towards it but you find yourself rooted to the ground. You can't move nor talk nor even cry. What's moving now is the thoughts in your head. You close your eyes, and pretend that you're alright.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;You wish you could think so hard, so hard that it'll allow you to move once again. As you stand motionless, emotionless, you start to wonder if the Earth is actually revolving around you."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-5781907247364171891?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/5781907247364171891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/07/airport-with-justin-and-sam-today-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/5781907247364171891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/5781907247364171891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/07/airport-with-justin-and-sam-today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-9119267523511008523</id><published>2009-07-19T14:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T14:03:13.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAY, IM HAPPY NOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-9119267523511008523?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/9119267523511008523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/07/okay-im-happy-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/9119267523511008523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/9119267523511008523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/07/okay-im-happy-now.html' title=''/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-677837387855343555</id><published>2009-07-18T12:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T12:49:43.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Be Fine.</title><content type='html'>Hey, don't hang on anymore. It's &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; working. Cause with every word you tell me and with every time I try, it just feels as if you were wandering further and further away. Cause it was my fault I didn't see through your mask a little earlier. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know if what you said was true yo. I-don't-know, and I don't want to (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pasir Ris park was fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm starting to like my group. I'm starting to learn how to not keep comparing cause nothing'll be able to replace &lt;i&gt;that.&lt;/i&gt; It makes one's life easier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-677837387855343555?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/677837387855343555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/07/ill-be-fine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/677837387855343555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/677837387855343555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/07/ill-be-fine.html' title='I&apos;ll Be Fine.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-591769905535482014</id><published>2009-07-14T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T23:12:06.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heh.</title><content type='html'>Manxz, I guess I kinda flew away :D Or rather, I've flown. Yup. Heh. &lt;div&gt;By The Way, school's kinda okay I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cause its simply more than just trails.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-591769905535482014?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/591769905535482014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/07/heh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/591769905535482014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/591769905535482014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/07/heh.html' title='Heh.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-9011426996866793672</id><published>2009-07-09T21:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T21:51:15.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Italic.</title><content type='html'>Cause I met a set of triplets.&lt;div&gt;Loss, Regret, Cherish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been meeting them quite a bit these few months. Yeah. I think they're my good friends now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Joelleeee potato for the awesome talk online last night. Reallly, thankyou (: Felt like crap yknow. You too, jiayou k :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know whats wrong with you, or maybe its me. You're plain irritating. Oh, and its yall. Not you -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im getting used to sighing alot. Bad habit. Dory said during History 'I want to count how many times you sigh today'. And I didnt even realise it. Shiatxz. Urgh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-9011426996866793672?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/9011426996866793672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/07/italic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/9011426996866793672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/9011426996866793672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/07/italic.html' title='Italic.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-8607499032108898742</id><published>2009-07-08T19:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T21:31:38.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something That I Already Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9a85S6ot9hw/SlSH0UVH4cI/AAAAAAAAADU/cHvR_9leO2I/s1600-h/DSC05405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9a85S6ot9hw/SlSH0UVH4cI/AAAAAAAAADU/cHvR_9leO2I/s320/DSC05405.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356055189730615746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9a85S6ot9hw/SlSH0KBTz5I/AAAAAAAAADM/zXlgyJFSbt0/s1600-h/DSC05397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9a85S6ot9hw/SlSH0KBTz5I/AAAAAAAAADM/zXlgyJFSbt0/s320/DSC05397.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356055186963156882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9a85S6ot9hw/SlSHz7SpjjI/AAAAAAAAADE/Tu4bjLjChBw/s1600-h/DSC05410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9a85S6ot9hw/SlSHz7SpjjI/AAAAAAAAADE/Tu4bjLjChBw/s320/DSC05410.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356055183009353266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, Belated Youth Day was spent with Yingling Miah and Jiaxin, like the WHOLE DAY :D At ECP and Marina yupyup. Had alot alot alot of fun ((:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO, we went to ECP, the four of us, for the second time since about 6 months back. Brings back tonnes of memories and I realised how fast time flies :\ Like, SUPER FAST LUH. 6MONTHS LEH. Gosh. Okay anyway, so we cycled and went to Bedok Jetty and we CLIMBED A TREE hahaha, Miah's home yeah. Gorilla. Gorilla's climb trees meh -.- But nevermind, it was damn funnny (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We as we were cycling back, the skies become ULTRA dark and the winds were howling (LOL. Like writing story liddat -.-) Anyway, the winds were super strong and we thought it was gonna rain, so we returned the bikes and just sat at the bench looking at the sea with the super awesome wind :D It was very very nice luh, like yknow, wind + sea + friends = Indescribable. Headed for the cheapcheap Jap food place again and sat at the exact same seats like we did last year Yupp haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Marina Square afterwards, saw like what, half of TJ there -.- Walked around and watched ICE AGE 3 3D. Cause we bought the tickets at 2plus, and the show was like at 440, we had a lot of time to wander. AND WE SAW VAL AND KELLY and what followed as omgosh. We, as in the 4 of us went on a HideAndSeek mission, to find them, which ended when Jiaxin apparently almost knocked over the 'London Weight Management' PILLAR. -.- But it was hilarious luh hahaha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took a few spas photos in the cinema with the 3D Specs cause we were the only ones inside cause we went in early, but shan't post them up cause its damn omg -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right, Uhm, today was like the First day of school all over again. Had our new groups and stuff. Yup. Now I'm sitting at the back of the class, again. Haha, Jiamin cheer up okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was super sian the whole day, probably until like, during Contact Time when we had the TASCIP thing. Realised I kinda liked the whole experience, ON THE WHOLE. Yeah. Really glad for everything. Anyway, wasn't sian cause of results, we only got back Chinese today so yeah. Personally I don't see the point of getting all zzz over results luh. Not worth the energy. But thats not true for everyone so yup, its my point of view. Miah and Jiamin, cheer up pleaseeee :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just made a bet with Sabs, stupid bet actually, I have full confidence in you luh. Don't worry, and it doesnt matter if I lose the bet right, still got promos :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Urgh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Envious? Yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jealous? No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should I be? I don't know, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/edit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG. Almost forgot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Special thanks to a bunch of awesome people who waited for me till the TASCIP thing ended :D Sorrraye, took a lil' long haha but not my fault right. Was realllly surprised the whole bunch of yall waited Thanks yo (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/edit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause it was &lt;i&gt;something that I already know. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-8607499032108898742?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/8607499032108898742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/07/something-that-i-already-know_08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/8607499032108898742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/8607499032108898742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/07/something-that-i-already-know_08.html' title='Something That I Already Know'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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/_9a85S6ot9hw/SlSH0UVH4cI/AAAAAAAAADU/cHvR_9leO2I/s72-c/DSC05405.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6922415603260426492.post-4977877537203274045</id><published>2009-07-06T17:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T22:03:37.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M DONE.</title><content type='html'>RIGHT, JCTS ARE FINALLY OVER.&lt;div&gt;Minus the fact that I was already in Post Exam mode like, on Saturday. Okay nevermind. Can't be bothered already :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay tmrw! ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just realised I haven't been posting proper posts these days but nevermind, what defines a proper post manzx. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAY, Bowling's doing REALLLYREALLLY well in the AYGs :DDD Haven't bowled for what, damn long. Maybe I'll go bowling like later since the alley's really near my house (: Back to the point, Darshini's in the StepLadders OMG. Reminds my of Adiv :D 6pm chnl119 today. Maybe I'll go bowl after watching and come back before 9 for The Ultimatium which is like ending soon :\ Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UHM, EH FREAK. MY iTunes just hanged -.- Oh, speaking of iTunes, I forgot to bring my iPod today, which was impossibly terrible. It felt like forever before reaching Clementi. Horrrrrible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, special thanks to a few people who spurred me on and brought smiles during JCTs :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Gabriel, Miah, Jamie, Joelle, Jiamin, Yingling, Jianle, Jiaxin etcetc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OHOH, it was kinda funny, after Chem, Miah Yingling Sheila Jianle Jiaxin and I were like discussing on where to go for lunch. And we decided on Siglap PizzaHut/KFC. Then we changed our minds and decided to head for Bedok KFC. Then in 38, when we were about to reach Bedok, Jiaxin asked me 'Eh, where are we are. I thought we're going to Siglap' -.- Blur ttm. And Yingling and Miah were impossibly crazy. Post Exam Syndrome I suppose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL now to spam wakawaka. OH, Jiaxin just msned me about it. Hahaha, Jiayou casper! :DDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want a new blogskin, but I wanna change URL. K, shall change it tmrw :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm planning to watch movies like for the rest of this week, like after school. Anyone interested let me know k (((: Like, msn me. Yay! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;STEPLADDERS YAY :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/edit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BASIL LOW GOT THE GOLD OMGOSH. WHY THE HECK ISNT BOWLING AN OLYMPIC SPORT ZZZ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AwesomeAwesomeAwesom :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/edit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-4977877537203274045?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/4977877537203274045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/4977877537203274045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/4977877537203274045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-done.html' title='I&apos;M DONE.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-1686507005642964257</id><published>2009-07-03T18:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T22:59:25.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoa.</title><content type='html'>2hours for Chi.Lit was a lil' too long, I think half the class either spent the time doodling or sleeping :D Wasn't as bad as I expected it to be, stressed myself out :\&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, thankyou Jianle, Miah, Amira, Yingling, Sabs, Angelique and Joelle for the smses and the MSN Convos :D Hahaha 'Bio' and 'Chi.Lit' wakawaka ghosts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, Biology was a disaster, for me. Screwed up big time. Would be quite amazing if I passed. But nevermind. Zzz :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw Sabs on the way to the third floor for Bio but somehow I couldn't recognise her :// Tskk haha sorry! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/edit-2300&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey val, sorry. really, really, sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/edit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6922415603260426492-1686507005642964257?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/1686507005642964257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/07/whoa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/1686507005642964257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/1686507005642964257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/07/whoa.html' title='Whoa.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-6530696111548956636</id><published>2009-07-02T13:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T13:52:56.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Told You So.</title><content type='html'>Am having sudden 'angst-y' outbursts :\ I think its certain photos on Facebook ): &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AYG and Justin Bieber's been distracting me. Been watching FIBA33, Air Rifle, Table Tennis, Diving etc since last night. Omg, the China diver's really good. Well-deserved Gold (: Shitxz, I need to study Chi.Lit and Biology soonsoonsoon, somehow I keep having the urge to study Chemistry. Zzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of them are in school now having Geog, hope all goes well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You fell on hard times it seems but you ain't getting no sympathy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No baby, not from me cause I told you, you should never leave &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See you chose this road so you gotta go it alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember I told you so"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I hate to say it but I told you so."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-6530696111548956636?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/6530696111548956636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/07/told-you-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/6530696111548956636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/6530696111548956636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/07/told-you-so.html' title='Told You So.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-8278239262259110885</id><published>2009-07-01T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T22:17:25.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unmistakable.</title><content type='html'>All's been well these days, except maybe the fact that my brother's really irritating the shit outta me. Really, computers cause major harm to Primary Six boys -.- Just had a huge argument with him. Goodness, maybe I'm just as childish :\&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, had History and Chinese today. Guess it wasn't that bad yeah. Especially right before HCL2 Paper, 2B was literally crazy luh. Like some madhouse. LOL. Went to KFC with Yingling Jiaxin Miah Jianle and Sheila. Everyone's not acting right today, Miah, Sheila and Yingling were equally mad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Biology and Chinese Lit on Friday. Perfect planning uh, all the intensive memory stuff in a day. Dead. Wish me luck :\ Just revised a bit of Chi.Lit and realised I kinda forgot like 1/4 of whatever I memorised. Pleasepleaseplease not let Chi.Lit paper be too difficult :\ I don't wanna risk anything now ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was being really spas with Casper online last night. Emoticoner PizzaTaxi and GoatCycle Tsk xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And whats with the sudden spam of tags manxz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Casper: &lt;/span&gt;Right, Ive never heard of Coptermania or wtvr that is before :\ and Yeah, I totally get the pun LOL. GoatCycle! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Sabs:&lt;/span&gt; Hi QuekQuek! Hahaha, you and your Music Note thing. Can you come up with one real quick? So we can take revenge yeah x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Jiaxin:&lt;/span&gt; Spamspamspam dramas and movies :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Gloria:&lt;/span&gt; Hahaha, yup, thankyou, you jiayou too alright. You'll do fine :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Jianle:&lt;/span&gt; That baby damn cute lah please. Im gonna work in a kindergarten next time (: And you imitate the baby really well (Note that I'm not trying to say you're cute hor) Hahaha, and I haven't watched DejaVu yet :\ Its still in the thumbdrive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Joelle:&lt;/span&gt; Hahaha watch HotShot won't get bored one meh! And EH, I just remembered that you're supposed to plan 3/4 outing hor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hearts will never become practical, until they can be made unbreakable" - The Wizard of Ox.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-8278239262259110885?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/8278239262259110885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/07/unmistakable.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/8278239262259110885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/8278239262259110885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/07/unmistakable.html' title='Unmistakable.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-6692792202968557050</id><published>2009-06-30T14:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T20:45:43.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Were You.</title><content type='html'>Been bloghopping.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"The only reason people hold on to memories so tight is because memories are the only things that won't change when everything else does" -missingavenue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah well, been childish these days :\ Need to wake up yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause it means so much more to me that you think (: Glad we're all given a second chance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After I came home from Math and LA papers yesterday I slacked like JCTs were over Tsk, watched Twilight for the THIRD time cause my brother wanted to watch it. Then Wakawaka-ed (See Jiaxin, its addictive lol) and watched The Ultimatium and talked about the show and random stuff with Joelle and some others on MSN before bloghopping till 1. Well then, bye 29th June. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;History consultation today (like finally.) was not that bad afterall. Had some useful info and blahblah. Dory's post-it thing is damn fun to play with :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And on the train back there was this really cute baby, maybe 5-6months old? Who was giving Jianle and I the &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wannna spam movies/dramas after JCTs, anyone keen? Yesyes Jianle, Deja Vu and Absolute Boyfriend (: Omg, I wanna watch Transformers, Ghost of Girlfriends Past, ICEAGE3 etc.etc.etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"We forfeit three-fourths of ourselves in order to be like other people." - Arthur Schopenhauer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;What if that one-fourth wasn't even you in the first place. Then, where where you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/edit 631pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;All of a sudden I miss the old Channel 8 shows :/ Miss those times about 2-3 years back where I come home from school and sit in front of the TV and watched all the shows, no matter how good/bad they were from 530 to 630, then from 7 to 8, then from 9 to 10. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;Urgh, headache's back -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;/edit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;/edit 737pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;some people really resort to underhand means to get what they want, especially when they want things without putting in the effort and when they stick with those who'll give them the upperhand. wth. irks me to the core. stupidstupidstupidstupid brainless cowards. to think &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; are actually one of them = utterly disgusting. -.- URGH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;/edit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;/edit844pm. LOL one hour one edit, but idontcare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;Hey idiot, can you just f* off and die, like seriously. Goodness me, you're getting on my nerves like bedbugs, no, you're even worse than them, you do things with motives and act like you don't know. WTF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;/edit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-6692792202968557050?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/6692792202968557050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/where-were-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/6692792202968557050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/6692792202968557050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/where-were-you.html' title='Where Were You.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-2045588228511257588</id><published>2009-06-28T19:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T21:19:59.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do Or Die</title><content type='html'>Alright, JCTs are like, tomorrow.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And frankly, I've no confidence for BOTH Math papers. At all. Everytime I think about it, it feels as if the world just came crashing down. Serious. Neglected Math for most of the hols :\ &lt;s style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=";font-size:x-small;"&gt;Unlike some idiot who shows off about everything he/she does. Stupid guy/girl who's pissing everyone off, yeah, I'm not the only one yknow -.- And he/she gave me wrong info for a certain subject -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But really, I'm really really scared, despite whatever you guys think out there. I'm not prepared for Math + my foundation isn't good ://// Okay, Jiayou Kaiwen, you'll need ALL the luck you can get for tomorrow :/ Thankyou Justin, Jiaxin, Casper and Jeremiah, (and Jiamin, and Gabriel) for being there :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, my mom's leaving for EUROPE/FRANCE in what, 30mins although theres H1N1 there. The company apparently didn't wanna cancel the meeting. Zzz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had long Skype talks with Joelle on Friday and Saturday, okay, they weren't talks, more of crash courses. But I had fun lah hahaha 1hr12min and 40min++ :&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think The Music Note thingg on Facebook was realllly fun :D Kept me alive. Hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah shit :/ 7th July, where're you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-2045588228511257588?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/2045588228511257588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/do-or-die.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/2045588228511257588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/2045588228511257588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/do-or-die.html' title='Do Or Die'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-1902674545918212088</id><published>2009-06-26T18:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T18:43:26.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-.-</title><content type='html'>OhEmGeee.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shut up will you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-1902674545918212088?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/1902674545918212088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/1902674545918212088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/1902674545918212088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='-.-'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-1612261840490873045</id><published>2009-06-25T22:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T01:13:16.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What. The. Hell.</title><content type='html'>Irritated? Check.&lt;div&gt;Pissed? Check. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Disappointed? Check.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Annoyed? Check.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wthbbq? Check.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eh seriously lah, what is wrong with this world. Omg lah. Irresponsibility isnt the excuse to everything okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was never meant to be. Jiamin you shouldn't be amused lor, its super annoying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pity 2B for having such a _____.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/edit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eh, seriously, I just read some crap on _______. And please luh, c'mon, we're all different alright. If you don't wanna _____ then that's totally your problem. Look at the rest, we all have different styles and our styles suit us better. You've said it before, in fact, you've said it to me before (-.-) that _____ isn't everything and doesn't tell much about a person and you go round harping about it like its that person's fault for trying to do _____. Maybe its just cause you're jealous. j.e.a.l.o.u.s. eh? Then be more humble luh. NATO doesn't work yknow. Let's see if you're put into the same position what will you do, I bet you'll be 100% worse. Omgosh. This is getting on my nerves. Please tell me it isn't what I think it is, cause if it is, it just degraded yourself to nothing in my eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I know that sounded childish, but wth, that dumbo really got on my nerves this time. Not that I haven't been willing to give way, its just... too much (-.-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/edit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-1612261840490873045?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/1612261840490873045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-hell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/1612261840490873045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/1612261840490873045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-hell.html' title='What. The. Hell.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-6220151678350062812</id><published>2009-06-24T17:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T18:17:23.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Days.</title><content type='html'>Awesome. Awesome. Awesome. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I FINALLY MET UP WITH RACHEL AND KRYSTAL TODAY :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We didn't change that much though it was 4 years since we last met. I guess you're right Krys, "I wonder what we'll be in 4 years." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met for lunch at Jurong Point Pizza Hut and made a last minute decision to go to Rach's house :D Played a bit and crapped. Caught up with each other. Turned out 6C3 haven't been meeting up and haven't been in much contact since then. Made fun and talked about old classmates. Talked about 'how-to-study' and 'our-futures' hahaha, big talk yeah. But whatever. And yes Rachel, 'let's be tai-tais, solve all our problems' Hahaha. Fun, fun, fun :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haven't met up with Mei Xuan and Tze Ying though. Stupid Os ): Kay, nevermind, the next time it'll be the 5 of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh anyway, found out I have serious memory problems today. Couldn't remember a lot of things :\ But now I do. So yeah. AND OMG Rachel still plays Maple cause of the whole new job, new version thing. I'll join you after JCTs okay :D Since my brother convinced me it was SUPER NICE. I'll just &lt;i&gt;try&lt;/i&gt;, though WakaWaka is still better. Sean Yeow is about to beat my score. Urgh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Erhm, did a bit of math today, just abit. I've made up my mind about this whole studying thing thats been driving me mad. To study when I feel like it and when I can't stand feeling guilty cause I didn't study. But whatever it is, I'm not going to bother and do so much intensive studying like last week anymore. For those&lt;i&gt; really&lt;/i&gt; competitive &lt;i&gt;ones &lt;/i&gt;out there, heres &lt;i&gt;good news&lt;/i&gt;, you'll have &lt;i&gt;one less &lt;/i&gt;competitor, not that I've been one all along, but nevermind, its just that. Leave me out :DD I'll be happier like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a few firsts today, didn't have to put up a fake happy front, felt the real-est ever in a long time, felt totally at ease, and, with the most surprising being,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was like, 'whatever luh' when I saw all that. And then i started laughing, at how I made a mountain out of a molehill just a few months back. Turned out it wasn't worth it. There're other things and people worth my time and effort :D And I love these things/people alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"No one has ever become poor by giving" - Anne Frank&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And thats why &lt;i&gt;person&lt;/i&gt;, I'm giving up, cause it makes me happier :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay bye, I'm going out, &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt; (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS. I cant seem to stop the smilies today :D :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-6220151678350062812?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/6220151678350062812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/old-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/6220151678350062812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/6220151678350062812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/old-days.html' title='Old Days.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-6804520129718420445</id><published>2009-06-23T18:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T18:32:57.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sire</title><content type='html'>Ah shit, I'm pissed with myself. Idk why I can't focus these days. My mind keeps wandering off and I get very confused/scared/insecure when I start reading my notes. Nothing gets in. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey Kaiwen, what's wrong with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-6804520129718420445?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/6804520129718420445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/sire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/6804520129718420445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/6804520129718420445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/sire.html' title='Sire'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-8242334299239959327</id><published>2009-06-22T22:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T00:17:27.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Betrayed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well, to hell with 21st June - declared one of the worst days ever. How'd you feel when you don't have a choice but to say something so fake to someone and act like you mean it. Hey, its been 16years, or rather, uhm, 6years. Why did I have to grow up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, thankyou Justin and Val for the nice chat online. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slacked my weekend away. But nevermind, at least I'm fine with it. Heck JCTs, really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uhm, oh, spent some time in the afternoon chatting with Gem and Taryar and it was really, really nice. Cause for one moment, I suddenly had the feeling of amazing happiness that I've never felt before. And it was just cause I saw them smile and laugh at my GC cause I did something stupid with it. Seriously, it felt amazing. Idk why. I'd give anything to get that feeling back. Now its sinking in :DDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uh, well, someone made me really really pissed. Just found out something that made me feel damn betrayed -.- I mean like, just tell me luh, don't have to say stuff like, 'I'm not sure' and all that. Its called lying yknow, and you, especially you, know that I don't like lies, especially when it comes from you. Seriously, never thought stuff like that would happen again. And it did. So much for giving you a second chance. Fine, I think I'll do just as well without this lifeline (-.-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Cause "we have to distrust each other, its the only defense against betrayal" - Tennessee Williams&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/edit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, I feel VERY accomplished, cause I solved a really hard math question, NOT -.- I feel VERY accomplished cause I managed to get Mr Hassim to arrange for consultation. I think it was REALLLY funny, cause the moment I sent that sms out to the class, i received 6 smses like within 30seconds all wanting to go, ESPECIALLY Dhivya's really enthu sms :D haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I think theres something wrong with my right ankle. Its been 2 years, it just got worse :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/edit/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-8242334299239959327?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/8242334299239959327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/betrayed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/8242334299239959327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/8242334299239959327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/betrayed.html' title='Betrayed.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-5259654469665474844</id><published>2009-06-20T18:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T22:08:57.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Stone.</title><content type='html'>LOL My brother just took the 'How Fat Are You' quiz on Facebook and it said 72kg -.-! Its so friggin true :D That kinda made my day. Haha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right, haven't been studying the WHOLE day. Which is making me feel very, very guilty :( AND HEY JIANLE, I'VE STARTED WATCHING SCRAP TEACHER. Weird, I know, especially since JCTs are in a week. But nevermind. Omg, Yuto :D when he cries its super D: Don't like don't like, don't like :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its supposed to be my slack day today but urgh, keep thinking about Chi.Lit wth. And whats worse's that miah just got me very, very interested in MindJolt games on Facebook, the building block/tower thing and the Cube Field thing. Ahh, this is not good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talk's been going around about June Hols extending but I'm uhm, not that excited/happy about it. More time to study for JCTs = one more week to worry and have that insecure feeling come rushing back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, its kinda scary online. Maybe its cause I haven't been going online in the afternoons or something, no one's online around this time. Or maybe its the weekend and they've decided to rest and go shopping or something of that sort. But I guess the fact that they're mugging their hearts away is slightly more plausible, and here I am, not doing anything productive for the entire day except re-memorise and refresh the 4 ChiLit crap I've studied and having Math Tuition. Speaking of which, havine 5 tuitions a week is not fun, not funny, and entirely draining ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dyon just smsed me, he's off to Macau and I'm stuck in Singapore D: Really miss those BeiJing times yknow. Hahaha, '本大爷，走了!' Okay, that made my day too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mentally unsound, nervous breakdown, selective memory loss, and the will to forget :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Truth is, as of now, I'm a happy kid. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/edit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just remembered I was supposed to change blogurl on 12th June -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/edit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-5259654469665474844?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/5259654469665474844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/bye-stone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/5259654469665474844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/5259654469665474844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/bye-stone.html' title='Bye Stone.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-1694021185245914162</id><published>2009-06-18T22:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T23:38:33.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pieced Back Together.</title><content type='html'>I SERIOUSLY NEED TO STOP PLAYING WAKA WAKA. &lt;div&gt;Gotta convince myself that it isnt fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Its some dumb yellow ball running around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. The ghosts are ultra smart, they always find the shortest route to eat you up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Its just eating the silly looking shiny yellow/gold things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. The 'now-you-can-eat-the-ghosts' part lasts too short.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Urgh, no idea why I'm so hooked onto it okay. Rubbish :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUTBUTBUT at least I managed to swear off the comp for the whole day till 930/10pm for the whole week :D  Except the occasional one hour/day when I rest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been going crazy these days. Maybe its Math + Chi.Lit. Just realised how serious it is, neglecting Math for the other subjects D: Its like, you take out your Chem/Math notes and start reading the first sentence when Chi.Lit suddenly pops up and clouds your mind. Then thoughts like, 'Shit, I think I forgot that certain poem, or Urgh, whats that point on 主题思想/艺术特色 again?' starts getting you real worried and you can't focus on whatever you're trying to study. Then comes the feeling of being very, very insecure and that nothing's gonna work out and the possibility that you might have forgotten every single thing and theres a pile of stuff for you to do and there isnt time left and yadayadayada. Thank goodness for Yingling and Casper who distracted me till I felt calmer. I swear that feeling sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kevin Kern is amazing. Gets you through those times when you have 2 battlefields in your house, when lawyers and lawyer letters become the usual 'family dinner'. When it makes you a stronger person. Well, I got through all that shit already, for 6 years anyway. Yeah I know, its the first time this appeared here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Hey you, thanks for always being there. Thanks for being that lifeline when I come back from the battlefield and whether or not I lost doesn't really matter. What matters is that we're still alive. Jiayou, and, don't die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-1694021185245914162?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/1694021185245914162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/pieced-back-together.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/1694021185245914162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/1694021185245914162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/pieced-back-together.html' title='Pieced Back Together.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-2363560493720877031</id><published>2009-06-17T20:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T00:00:52.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trainwrecked.</title><content type='html'>Studying at Vivo was fun. Though wasn't &lt;i&gt; that &lt;/i&gt; productive, but at least I memorised 2 paragraphs of ChiLit, came home and finished the rest. Now I'm done with the 3 major thinggos :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn JCTs, blogs aren't updated nowadays. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/edit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As promised, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Jiamin for sacrificing your Geog time for teaching me History. Thanks alotalotalot :D At least I get the dumb WWII thing already. XieXieNi :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/edit/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-2363560493720877031?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/2363560493720877031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/trainwrecked.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/2363560493720877031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/2363560493720877031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/trainwrecked.html' title='Trainwrecked.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-2309760838977759022</id><published>2009-06-16T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T23:23:43.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm really, amazingly, sleepy. Slept at 2 last night chatting online with YingLing cause I couldnt sleep due to my very, very painful sunburnt back. Urgh. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right, all of a sudden I felt very overwhelmed with everything this afternoon. Was very worried that I wouldn't have enough time to complete mugging for all the rubbish. But at least for Chi.Lit, I just realised there isn't really much. Like, I've finished the major essay question stuff by luck. Anything that needs memorising is not a problem, so, GoodBye Math, Chem Mole Concept and uhm, maybe LA too. Was wayyy too lucky with LA all this while :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, enough about JCTs -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to meet up with Krystal Goh and Rachel Loo D: If I'd have any regrets when June hols end, it'd be not being able to meet up with them. Cause right now they're waiting for me to find time from mugging from JCTs. Ahhhh ))))))))): Theres still WEEK4 yeah :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Obama 'excusing a girl from class thing' = O.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, that guy's amazing, despite the huge 'might-be-debts' that he's incurring, I don't really care, he's amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my Hawksbill turtle plushie from Bintan :D and iTune's currently reminding me of OBM ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-2309760838977759022?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/2309760838977759022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-really-amazingly-sleepy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/2309760838977759022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/2309760838977759022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-really-amazingly-sleepy.html' title=''/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-7120187845242493084</id><published>2009-06-15T22:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T00:07:22.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Straightened Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9a85S6ot9hw/SjZgMMpS7BI/AAAAAAAAACk/GDwsEb_mcWw/s1600-h/001-011520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9a85S6ot9hw/SjZgMMpS7BI/AAAAAAAAACk/GDwsEb_mcWw/s320/001-011520.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347567370218171410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Back from Bintan with VERY straightened out thoughts and a super sunburnt back D:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wasnt the best holiday of course, with 2 sets of Chem notes, 1 set of Bio and ChiLit notes in my bag all the time throughout the 3 days, how awesome can it be. But at least it was very refreshing. With the beach right outside the room, its hard not to feel refreshed. Straightened out my thoughts, especially with everything that happened during TriTouch camp still fresh in my mind. Thought through it. Figured I should be bothering more about myself and the people around me than the people around the people around me. Hahaha Yingling tsktsk, read three times yo haha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right, so Bowling peeps are currently at the Bowling Chalet and probably playing MahJong and Bowling their hearts out while I'm here at home D: Okay, nevermind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"Cause I have so much to say"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-7120187845242493084?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/7120187845242493084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/straightened-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/7120187845242493084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/7120187845242493084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/straightened-out.html' title='Straightened Out'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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/_9a85S6ot9hw/SjZgMMpS7BI/AAAAAAAAACk/GDwsEb_mcWw/s72-c/001-011520.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6922415603260426492.post-5613140751288617584</id><published>2009-06-12T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T20:27:38.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHICKEN POTATOES AND GRILLED FISH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9a85S6ot9hw/SjJE89aSRgI/AAAAAAAAACc/pdbQun2R9kw/s1600-h/DSC02935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9a85S6ot9hw/SjJE89aSRgI/AAAAAAAAACc/pdbQun2R9kw/s320/DSC02935.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346411521709852162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9a85S6ot9hw/SjJE8nlsU-I/AAAAAAAAACU/vR7Ue5yz_tk/s1600-h/DSC02932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9a85S6ot9hw/SjJE8nlsU-I/AAAAAAAAACU/vR7Ue5yz_tk/s320/DSC02932.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346411515852116962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9a85S6ot9hw/SjJE8AFbCpI/AAAAAAAAACM/kyLReYbvF6c/s1600-h/DSC02928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9a85S6ot9hw/SjJE8AFbCpI/AAAAAAAAACM/kyLReYbvF6c/s320/DSC02928.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346411505247783570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9a85S6ot9hw/SjJE72ILS_I/AAAAAAAAACE/7c6xhB1c5Vw/s1600-h/DSC02920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9a85S6ot9hw/SjJE72ILS_I/AAAAAAAAACE/7c6xhB1c5Vw/s320/DSC02920.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346411502574980082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alright, as usual, the camp turned out a million times better than expected. Minus the fact that it took away quite a bit of time hence resulting in JCT-mugging-crisis, it was fun. All the people there were lovely :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to ECSS yesterday morning and was ALMOST late thanks to some dumb jam. I freaking left the house early luh, okay nevermind, so when I got there, it was Hui Xuan, Vivienne, Jia Xin and Zeng An, AND ME. Like, FIVE people -.-" Mingled around and was given instructions that we had to cook food for ourselves and our instructors. Zeng An and I was in the same group with two others, Christabelle and TingWei (TEO) who were coming like, in the evening or something. So, the two of us had to go marketing and plan the food and stuff and all the crap. Shopping with the other 4 at "Save-The-Shop" was hilarious. Zeng An's a REAL aunty luh. Super cheapo Hahaha, but at least with 55bucks we survived 2 days/4 meals/ 11 people and even managed to buy 12 bananas and a watermelon LOL :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had workshops on Project Management and uhm, Decision Making, and NO, IT WAS SO NOT BORING luh. Like, seriously. We had case studies and all that. OH, and personality tests were super accurate. Haha, like, really accurate. Intra, Interpersonal person :DDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slept at 2am the first night, OH, we actually played soccer at 12mn cause we were bored (((: So, slept at 2am, woke up at 4.15am to play some board game thing. And we were all super zz about it luh, but it turned out very exciting. Hui Xuan and I were paired up and we won :DD Spared us from the cleaning and all that haha, but we ended up helping anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had fun today as well, though I'm already three quarters dead. Lunch was nice, Project planning and presentation was fun as well. ThankGoodness I went. OH, Ticket to Ride, Sabateur and Table Soccer was YAY :DD Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohyeah, forgot to mention, my group called ourselves Chicken Pototoes cause the Chicken Potato dish Zeng An and I cooked for dinner the first day was VERY,VERY nice, and Jiaxin's group called themselves Grilled Fish for the same reason haha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frankly, this camp made me realise who I am. And, maybe cause whatever we went through was seriously relevant and all, I was very interested in everything they said. I guess Jiaxin thinks otherwise LOL. But nevermind, really, showed me how different I am in two situations, shows how much I don't know about myself in school, shows alotalot of things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah, whatever, I love the people there, alot :DDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-5613140751288617584?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/5613140751288617584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/chicken-potatoes-and-grilled-fish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/5613140751288617584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/5613140751288617584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/chicken-potatoes-and-grilled-fish.html' title='CHICKEN POTATOES AND GRILLED FISH!'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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/_9a85S6ot9hw/SjJE89aSRgI/AAAAAAAAACc/pdbQun2R9kw/s72-c/DSC02935.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6922415603260426492.post-3442138391928941850</id><published>2009-06-10T21:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T23:41:55.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SABS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; SO in Bintan now Tsktsk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks LinYing for helping out with getting the Address yo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway Sabs, stay happy alright! :D *I climbed 10stories cause you didnt reply my smses okay!* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rather eventful day. But kinda guity cause I went out getting stuff for Bintan trip and didnt mug much, nevermind, shall stay up later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TriTouch camp tmrw at 9am. SIAN. 10 people camp what camp lah. Stupid one. Time management/budgetting/proj.skills BLAHBLAHBLAH. TJ teaches us all of that during Contact Time luh. Nevermind, shall look forward to Bintan on Sat then :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went swimming just now :D Long time since I went though the pool's just outside. Argh, wasted luh. Okay, shall swim more during the hols if I have the time. Haha, can memorise Chi.Lit and Bio while swimming laps TSK Jokingjokingjoking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I spent 3hours uploading CIP DAYCAMP PICS onto facebook and Jamie and Joelle started mass tagging them. LOL. Jasmine and Amira and Jianle continued the rest today. But I think Jamie and Joelle tagged almost all of them already. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhh, I miss those SHPS kids ALOT. AFIQQQQQQQ DD:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/edit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forgot to mention that when I went to AMK Hub with my mom this afternoon, we saw XuZhenRong, Jeff Wang, Darren Tan and another woman I forgot her name, at CoffeeBean. And we were commenting on how different they look on TV and all that crap LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But its been long since I've seen Darren Tan in GESS, he looks kinda different lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shitxz Jianle, he looks like Oguri Shun DDDDDD:  omggg...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/edit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-3442138391928941850?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/3442138391928941850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-sabs-h-h-h-h-i-m-so-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/3442138391928941850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/3442138391928941850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-sabs-h-h-h-h-i-m-so-in.html' title=''/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-4461676641348451968</id><published>2009-06-09T19:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T19:46:30.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAYCAMP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9a85S6ot9hw/Si5LhHEmVmI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e6Tq5dtvulc/s1600-h/DSC05062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9a85S6ot9hw/Si5LhHEmVmI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e6Tq5dtvulc/s320/DSC05062.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345292839941461602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9a85S6ot9hw/Si5Lg0g9REI/AAAAAAAAAB0/fpG6K6WxxBo/s1600-h/DSC05128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9a85S6ot9hw/Si5Lg0g9REI/AAAAAAAAAB0/fpG6K6WxxBo/s320/DSC05128.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345292834960131138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9a85S6ot9hw/Si5H0bntjfI/AAAAAAAAABc/iWBwF9fdkig/s1600-h/DSC04709.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;OMG. Today was BRILLIANT. Not even the fact that my phone died on me PERMANENTLY can spoil my day. Yeah. Dropped my phone, now its not working LCD's screwed but nevermind :D So, anyone smsed me today/called me please PM or sms me again to let me know since I'm using my spare phone now. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ALRIGHT, anyway, SHPS CIP DAY CAMP WAS AWESOME despite the weather. It was REALLLLY FUN OMG. TEAM ASPIRATION FTW! The kids that were in my group were whooots! Haha Afiq, Atiqah, Jasmine CHEONG and Jia Li. Facilitators Joelle Jasmine and Anna were YAY YAY too! Haha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, brief overview.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uhm, so, woke up SUPER early to go to school to be Jianle's maid. Helping her with hiding treasure hunt items. Kids arrived at about 830 and JAMIE HENG was unnaturally high. Ahem. Got our groupings and all and had ice breakers followed by Treasure Hunt, then Amazing Race. The obstacle course was LOL. Though they rearranged the original one we made but it was fun luh. Super funny. Haha Jasmine, your pics xD Had lunch and went to ECP afterwards. Telematch was awesome. Aspiration won the 3 matches Haha, but that wasnt the point. Afiq was so freaking cute omggggg. With the PingPongBall-Spoon thing Haha. Balloon sculpting was okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In between we played street soccer and monkey with the kids :D Though it was like, FREAKING HOT LUH. Seriously, the Earth's dying :\ And we stank like anything D: Haha, it rhymes. Anyway, ahya, it was just plain fun today :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Made me forget about everything temporarily. Urgh, and my back hurt again, during Street Soccer, but heck luh. Haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna burn CIP pics into a CD yup. 2B peeps, get it from me when school reopens. Cause I'm not gonna upload all onto Facebook. Some are really super unglam (tsk. joelle and jasmine :D) And theres really too many. I predicted 300+, but it was 478. Goodness. Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right, Kaiwen's a happy kid :DDD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"7 years ago, we were all Primary 3" -Jianle :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-4461676641348451968?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/4461676641348451968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/daycamp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/4461676641348451968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/4461676641348451968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/daycamp.html' title='DAYCAMP!'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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/_9a85S6ot9hw/Si5LhHEmVmI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e6Tq5dtvulc/s72-c/DSC05062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6922415603260426492.post-1353628662437980548</id><published>2009-06-08T20:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T21:01:27.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thick.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Alright,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt; Happy Birthday Jingwen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha, there you go, PURPLE :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, Jiayou in everything you do okay! And -ahem-ahem- 'don't give up' k! ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway, grandmother's birthday lunch at The AquaMarine yesterday afternoon. Awesome spread.Cousins and relatives were (l).&lt;div&gt;JIAWEI IS SO EFFING CUTE OMGG. Haha, and YiJun, your hair's super screwed xD Make sure your wrist heals ASAP alright. No Aikido for 3 months. Lucky you :\ How ironic. Haha, but take care yup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;s&gt;Had the most awesomemest CIP dryrun today. It was like, freaking fun and all. Super interesting, productive, and totally free of conflicts.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Awesome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; -.- &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frankly, at least CIP dryrun made me say what I've wanted to say since the start of Term2. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Sabs and Yingling for listening in to my ultra nihilistic crap. Okay, thats exaggerating. More of, upset nonsense. But I'm very sure of what I was ranting about. And I mean every single part of it D: &lt;s&gt; cause unknowingly, everything boils down to it being my fault &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Seminar Room' Soccer with Joelle Jianle and Adeline was HAHAHA :D Lifted my spirits and reminded me of Beijing peeps. Valerie, Theresa, Glenn, GlenYong, Dyon and Qin Li. Street soccer and basketball. When everything seemed so simple. But other some stuff and some people, the whole thing was kinda alright. Especially uhm, the obstacle course thing. Had fun doing that (: Also, the short chat with Casper and Keith was fun :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lunch at MOS with Jianle Val Miah and Huanying was alright. And apparently Jamie saw Val Jianle and I alight the bus just as she was boarding and she called out and we didnt hear. Goes to show how deaf we all are. And how blind as well. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jianle's Nobody song is stuck in my head. But the dance is reallly hilarious. Imagine dancing Nobody for MassDance next year. HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crap, old back ailment acting up again. Really hope it won't interfere with anything tomorrow. &lt;i&gt;I want to have fun.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"And if you don't stop running you can never breathe. When everything you want is everything you see"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6922415603260426492-1353628662437980548?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/1353628662437980548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/thick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/1353628662437980548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/1353628662437980548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/thick.html' title='Thick.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-4392802275429757490</id><published>2009-06-06T22:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T23:41:34.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Impulse.</title><content type='html'>Cut hair. Short. Can't tie now. Moving on. Change.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OBS. OBM. JCTs. Ubin. Lumut. Enzymes. Sandflies. Leeches. Erasers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stargazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rafting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suisen. Abidin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bubu. Fauzi &amp;amp; Azmi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;45min Boat Ride. 10Hours Bus Ride. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5days. 10awesome days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tents x4 nights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tents x 3nights. Bunks x6nights. Beremban Bunk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd give anything to go back there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ain't a very good idea reading ex-OBM/OBS posts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Super irritated. Super disappointed. &lt;i&gt;What a letdown.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Don't like. Don't like. Don't like.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-4392802275429757490?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/4392802275429757490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/impulse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/4392802275429757490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/4392802275429757490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/impulse.html' title='Impulse.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-886075404779564779</id><published>2009-06-05T17:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T18:03:24.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And We Won't Get To See The Rainbow</title><content type='html'>Wl. I hate the way everyday's a huge rush D:&lt;div&gt;9-11am LA. 2-5pm Bowling 8-10 Aikido. And I havent considered travelling time )):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But on a lighter note, at least I didnt screw LA, for both Compre and Essay (: And Bowling was super awesome, despite my very, very low score cause I was half asleep and practically dropped the ball on EVERY throw :\ So, they had DSA trials today and the whole place was super packed luh. Got to know new people. Really funny bowlers. Haha, oh, Justin, I might be able to go for chalet. But it'll probably be only ONE day ): Depends luh. I know the loan sharks are driving you nuts. Tahan abit more k xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, TA1s back from OBS today. Reminds me of last year. When Jiaxin Jeremiah Yingling and I sat at KFC and had a huge feast for 3 hours plus :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aunt's going to Sri Lanka in like, 6 hours. I wanna go too D: If only JCTs were BEFORE the hols -.- Miss 2004 loads. Pineapples for breakfast, lunch and dinner. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, I think the groupings for LA night tells alot about the people. I didn't really bother though. Wasn't really up high on my priority list. Good group, bad group, so be it. But this whole grouping thing, or rather the process, and just listening in, sure did alerted me to alot of things. More of disappointment yeah. Disappointed. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aikido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-886075404779564779?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/886075404779564779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-we-wont-get-to-see-rainbow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/886075404779564779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/886075404779564779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-we-wont-get-to-see-rainbow.html' title='And We Won&apos;t Get To See The Rainbow'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-351305632489473362</id><published>2009-06-04T17:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T17:59:22.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Six-Coloured Rainbow</title><content type='html'>Looking at my calendar, I realise my June's pretty much, uhm, "not-free". Worse still, might not be able to go for Bowling Chalet cause my mom JUST decided to change the Bintan trip dates cause its like, 200bucks cheaper. See Justin, how to show my enthuenthu-ness if I can't go for Bowling chalet? D: Bye Exco DDD:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, nevermind, anyway, went to school at 9 to submit the IDE stuff with Ying Ling. Miah, as usual, was still sleeping when we called him -.- Super expected Tsk. Breakfast-ed and talked at KFC and headed home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was half dead when I reached home. Slept on the sofa till like, 3pm :D Never knew my sofa was that comfortable LOL. Okay, fine, maybe its cause the aircon in the living room was on and the whole place was super quiet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been walking home these 2 days. Made me feel a lot better, it's like, having time to yourself and knowing no one really bothers about this lil' person in this huge world and you could do anything you want. "That-kind-of-feeling." It's kinda destressing :) It was SUPER hot though. What's with the weather these days luh -.- Urgh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't like blogs on hiatus. At all. Don't Like, Don't Like, Don't Like, Don't Like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-351305632489473362?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/351305632489473362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/six-coloured-rainbow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/351305632489473362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/351305632489473362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/six-coloured-rainbow.html' title='Six-Coloured Rainbow'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-7872579581733143496</id><published>2009-06-03T21:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T00:26:47.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sanguine</title><content type='html'>BRAINBOW OUTING TODAY :DD&lt;div&gt;Dhivya left early though. And we all went home early cause Jamie had to do the IDE thinggggg. Urgh, but nevermind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been really long since I actually like, smiled to myself like an idiot. Supposed to meet at 1030 at HarbourFront MRT. Left my house at 930 to catch the shuttle out and train to HarbourFront. But at 10am, as the MRT left Clementi and headed for Dover, I realised I forgot to bring the camera and if I didn't bring it, today won't be fun, like at all. Whats Brainbow without a camera manxz. So yeah, went home to get it. And by the time I left the house again, it was like, 1022 -.- So as I was about to sms the group that I'll be late and all. Dhivya, our royal highness beat me to it and told us that she'll be late. Then, before I could go back to 'Drafts' to send my message out, Amira smsed us saying that she's at Bedok and she'll be late as well LOL. So after I sent my message, I told Dhivya that Jamie's the only one that isnt late, and then, she smsed saying she'll be late -.-! It was super ridiculous luh. Plus all the 'Royal Subjects' 'Royal Highnesses' 'Royal School' 'Royal Subjects' and all that nonsense. I was smiling to myself the whole time. Ended up being the earliest in Vivo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dhivya: Me too Hahaha, nvm, its okay if the royal subjects wait for Queen Elizabeth and Queen Victoria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kaiwen: Eh Kpop Fan, are you like, there already?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jamie: Nope your highness. I'll be late too. HAHAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amira: How's my friends flying to the destination? Mayday Mayday, I'm still at Paya Lebar, Sorry Guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kaiwen: No one's here yet. OKAY, HANG ON, I'll send fighter planes over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dhivya: Hehehe, its okay, we brainbowans are all the same (: United forever, even in lateness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right, LOL. See how spastic we were. There's more but shan't post them up. I've never smiled to myself for that long luh. Goodness. Now I feel retarded :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, actually, what we did wasn't that important. Merely watched a film, went to Pet Safari and Toy R Us, lunched, and ate Ice Cream. It was that simple, but it was fun :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photos on Facebook :D and Jamie's been appearing in ALOT of photos. She practically walks into all of Amira's photos. Oh, theres a REALLLLLLY nice one of Jamie in the National Geographic shop though. Looking at the photos. Super nice :DDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Urgh, I havent finished the 200-300 word essay thing. It's only 94 words currently. Blah. Totally no motivation to do it luh. And I'm going to school again -.- I havent slept till like, 1 pm since the Holidays started. And looking at the calendar, I realised June's really packed. Basically 8th till 15th's all packed ): How to study? Sian. Okay, I shall make it a point NOT TO TALK ABOUT JCTS/STUDYING on my blog, its a depressing topic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow, thought about old stuff today. Like, on the way from Vivo. Krystal smsed last week, wanting to meet up. I smsed Rachel today. We're supposed to be meeting up next week. And I realised theres only one day that I'm free ): Maybe third week then. 4 years after everything and we're actually contacting each other still. Okay, maybe it isnt my credit.  And at Buona Vista I started thinking about Envirolympics 08 again ): Kaiwen, you need the courage, like seriously, and you need to stop being so nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I really wish I could post as freely as Valerie(Seah). Admire her courage. Not to post, but to face what comes &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;after&lt;/span&gt; posting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Since when did tears become a friend?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;What if I told you I'm addicted to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-7872579581733143496?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/7872579581733143496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/brainbow-outing-today-dd-dhivya-left.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/7872579581733143496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/7872579581733143496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/brainbow-outing-today-dd-dhivya-left.html' title='Sanguine'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-6626059269344496272</id><published>2009-06-02T14:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T14:49:51.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WTH. You have no freaking idea how irritating you are. Omgosh. Underappreciated Bestfriend indeed. What the hell okay. I need to learn to stop being nice. You freaking irritating idiot. You have no idea what gratitude is. Seriously -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-6626059269344496272?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/6626059269344496272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/wth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/6626059269344496272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/6626059269344496272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/wth.html' title=''/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-5135162093793912363</id><published>2009-06-01T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T22:19:09.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brand New.</title><content type='html'>Bowling today was awesome. Been a really long while since I felt the way I did today.&lt;div&gt;Millie and Jiaxin didn't come. Samantha's at OBS. Only TA2 girl. But it was one the best sessions ever. Mr. Ng was really good today :D Kept his speech really short and was ultra friendly today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J1s were lovely people. Thankyou Jiamin, Sabrina Say, Elaine, Denise and Justin. Hahaha Spas much (l)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause sometimes, not everyone's strong. Not everyone has got the mental strength thats undestructable. Cause right now, I've just got to accept it as a fact. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-5135162093793912363?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/5135162093793912363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/brand-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/5135162093793912363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/5135162093793912363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/06/brand-new.html' title='Brand New.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-6377541981405410966</id><published>2009-05-31T21:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T22:13:47.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ursus.</title><content type='html'>Just came back from one of the most awesome car rides ever.&lt;div&gt;Tuas. Lovely place for a car ride. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Green Line + Guitar Concert yesterday was :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, good luck people, for Chinese Os tomorrow (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slept at 130am, woke up at 130pm. Good 12 hours. Felt like a pig. But it wasnt a good sleep. Dreamt of alot, alot, alot of different stuff. Like, really random stuff involving really important poeple. It was kinda like a montage (Tsk, see I learn stuff from film, haha). But it was super tiring, the whole dream thing ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uhm, TA1s leaving for OBS tomorrow. This time last year, I was on the phone with Yingling and maybe Jiaxin (I can't really remember), checking our stuff and making sure we brought everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OBS brings back tons of memories. Reminds me of OBM. Shit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey Val, remember OBS? Remember the stars we looked at that night? When we were doing sentry duty, when we crapped about how scary it was cause there were funny sounds coming from nowhere, when we tried so hard to look for our Scorpio in the sky? Where did all that go ): &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;I don't like how it is now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Everywhere I look I see green scenic sublime. And all those oceanic vistas are so divine"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know. I don't really like the holidays, not cause theres exams after the Hols, but I don't know, I don't like it. Theres practically nothing to look forward to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause its Ursus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-6377541981405410966?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/6377541981405410966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/ursus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/6377541981405410966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/6377541981405410966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/ursus.html' title='Ursus.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-2294841276829644514</id><published>2009-05-29T18:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T19:05:53.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9a85S6ot9hw/Sh-0X8BhnmI/AAAAAAAAABM/a5AiqRtGB9Y/s1600-h/TERM+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9a85S6ot9hw/Sh-0X8BhnmI/AAAAAAAAABM/a5AiqRtGB9Y/s400/TERM+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341186006427213410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Firstly, its gonna be a long, long, long post. I know I haven't been posting properly since the DaVinci painted Mona Lisa, so yup, REALLY long post here.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I'm at home, like, AT HOME, not in school for CAN Marathon that almost everyone's crazy over with waves at 2pm and 4pm and whatnot. But well, here I am, at home, because I didn't feel like going, at all :D &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, last day of school today. Kinda fast huh? Term Two's officially over. Loads of things happened in Term 2, knew more stuff, made more friends, or rather, forged better friendships, lost friends, knew who to trust and who not to, found out who I can rely on, had fun, went crazy with project blahblahblah.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- TA Open House&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Envirolympics (TAUSARPAU42!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- THE FLOOD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- IKEA outing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Post OBL Blues&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Class Tee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- WhiteHairBandGroup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Group Mascots&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Bowling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- College Clean Up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Facebook Craze&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Cancelled Vietnam Trip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Korean stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Film, Film, Film&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Etc. Etc. Etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loads of stuff happened. And well, at the end of it all, I'm a stronger person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Term Two hasn't been smooth sailing, to be frank. But whatever it is, at least I found comfort in people whom I was never close to. Really, awesome, people. Don't know why it took me so long to realise these awesome people luh. But nevermind. Besides new friends, there were better, and stronger bonds between people whom I already knew :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kaiwen's been a really temperemental person this term. Apologies to everyone yup. And thankyou for being uber understanding. Especially during IDE week. I don't know whats up with me luh. Weird person eh? Think too much, but well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This time last year I was in the same group as Hai Quan, Joel, Kelly and Shu Xin, we had fun with Humans video and Bad Hair Day crap. This year, WHBG was simply awesome. Aiya, I'd have most probably posted whatever I want to say in the post a few weeks back. So yeah. Its been an awesome term nevertheless (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, went for lunch with Yingling Miah and Sheila today. Was uber funny, been a long time since I laughed till I teared. CHUBBY BUNNY omgosh. Jeremiah and Yingling's super lousy luh! Hahahaha! And Miah and his stupid 'secret hide-out' near the toilet where we 'can&lt;s&gt;not&lt;/s&gt; see the planes like AT ALL. Tsktsk. Hahaha, but I had great fun today. One of the best 'last-day-of-the-term' days I've ever had. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last major event was IDE. Till now, I haven't regretted my choice, whatever the reason might be. Maybe we have 1000word essays to write, maybe we dont have a single field trip, maybe we have the suckiest timetable, maybe we end the latest everyday, maybe we freeze to death in the Hist/Lit room, maybe we sneak tidbits when watching the films, maybe we sleep halfway during ChungKing Express, or whatever, Kaiwen doesn't regret taking film. At all :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Personal Shoutouts, which I told myself to do last term but I forgot. Maybe I did do it but I don't remember x) So, gonna make it a point to do it this time (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Jo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt;  a.k.a. Cheng: You didnt come with us for lunch ): Rejected my first attempt at asking you out for lunch. Damn bad lah you. Not gonna ask you anymore :\ Anyway, remember to plan 3/4 AHEM outing okay! This term's been awesome yeah, with RedFurTan and all that nonsense. Though I agree it was RedFurTan that made our group closer :D It was really fun working with you for anything and everything, you're reallly full of spastic stuff luh! I bet you're gonna read this on Saturday or Sunday anyway, given the fact you're at CAN now, but nevermind. Podcast, Jasmine's house for project, Bomb explosion recordings and Film. Thankyou for being an awesome friend, and for all the concern over 'certain-stuff'. Thanks for being there :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Jasmine: &lt;/span&gt;RedFurTan loves you :D Hahaha, okay, anyway, thankyou for being an awesome groupmate yup. With your spastic-ness and everything. Made it a whole lot easier to survive Math and LA. Podcast at your house was (((: And your British accent's like AWESOME yoxz! Hahaha, I havent passed you the nonsensical stuff that you guys recorded. Remember to get from me uh! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Pratika:&lt;/span&gt; Hey DAYCART Lover. It was nice having you in the group yo! Spastic laughter and all that. With unproductive Skype calls and late night quarrels. Glad there aren't any hard feelings now. Thankyou for everything yup! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Jamie:&lt;/span&gt; I think its kinda funny. We were in the same group for what, a term, and yet I think, as in personally, I think I know you better now than in Term One. Weird eh. I guess thats what groupmates lead to, better friends. I still miss Brainbow, especially when I look at all the photos. I know Term Two hasn't been easy for you yeah, but at least you pulled through. Anyway, thankyou for always being there. Yknow, like, last week :D Remember uh, keep next Wednesday free :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Sabs: &lt;/span&gt;OBS in 3 days. Take care, and thankyou for everything. You know what I wanna say, so I guess I don't have to type it here. And, as usual, dont think too much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Jeremiah:&lt;/span&gt; Know it hasn't been easy for you. Sorry for being super fickle. Its a 'one-day-thing', I'm very, very sure k. Thankyou for being an awesome friend and listening without taking stands (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;YingLing:&lt;/span&gt; You kaypoh tingtongbell. Tsk Haha, uhm, 30 days ago, we were having a mass convo talking about GC, now, its tomorrow :D I know I've been super temperemental yeah, reallyreally sorry, and thankyou for being so forgiving, and always standing by. Today was fun. Chubby Bunny hahahaha, you're damn loser luh, max5 only. Haha or was it 6 x/ Remember k, dont do stupid stuff anymore. Like, 'you-know-what'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Millie:&lt;/span&gt; I didn't know what you couldn't let go was leaving me in bowling alone. Was really shocked to hear what you said that day alright. I know I haven't always been there for you, sorry. I know you made a right choice. I know you'll enjoy yourself in Tennis as much as Bowling. You'll do well alright. And thankyou for last thursday night, sorry for the language though x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Jingwen&lt;/span&gt;: Hey KukuHead. Thankyou for trusting me :D Was kinda surprised we're even talking on MSN now. Hahaha. You're really spastic alright. Really,really,really spastic. Gosh. And, I know you like Purple (FB Quiz) Tsk! Remember what I told you k, don't ____ __ :D Oh, and yes, a weak heart can be trained up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jiaxin:&lt;/span&gt; I know you like Hot Pink, but there isnt Hot Pink in the Colour selection list, so the best I can give you's a Red.  I asked Val to ask you to play badminton today. You didn't come. You made the choice uh. I haven't sent you the 16.5page long sms. But I'm glad you taking this better than last year. Whatever happened, we're still friends, just not the same anymore. You know it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I think theres more to say, but I've taken about 1 hour typing everything on top, and thinking about what to type. So there you go, long, long, long post. Cause like, as I was typing the Shoutouts, I suddenly remember I had to talk about some other stuff and I'll scroll up and get carried away typing. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last bit, watched Monsoon Wedding today. Rather amusing actually. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loved this bit of the show:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I fell from grace"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You have to be standing up in order to be able to fall. I mean, if you keep sitting on our ass, nothing's gonna happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Only brave warrioes fall off their horses in battle. How can kneeling cowards know what a fall is? The main thing is, you have to fight the battle."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kaiwen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-2294841276829644514?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/2294841276829644514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/awesome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/2294841276829644514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/2294841276829644514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/awesome.html' title='Awesome.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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/_9a85S6ot9hw/Sh-0X8BhnmI/AAAAAAAAABM/a5AiqRtGB9Y/s72-c/TERM+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6922415603260426492.post-742095471648759677</id><published>2009-05-28T17:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T21:15:04.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tongue Tied.</title><content type='html'>Cape No. 7 was an awesome film. &lt;div&gt;"Everyone's hearts harbours an undelievered love letter."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Serve with all your heart, although you're not gonna sit in the shade of the tree you planted."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankyou SabCheok, Sheila, Amira and Anna. Awesome people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes Amira, Brainbow outing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and bowling yesterday was awesome. Love the J1s loads.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What do you do when you're waiting, waiting for nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I guess you say sorry, and leave, cause no one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;'ll know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/edit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Totally incompleted post. By who cares anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feeling like some piece of rough paper now. Reused, over and over and over again, and then thrown away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really tired. And I can't pinpoint why. Slept at 9pm last night. Gonna be 10pm tonight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Don't see the point of pushing myself anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Don't see the point of telling you stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Don't see the point in putting in effort in things no one bothers. Must as well do what I like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Don't see the point in being the 'bad guy' anymore. I've had enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause since 2009 started, things happened so fast, I kinda lost myself. Now, I need to put in doube effort to find it back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like mentioned, thanks Sheila and SabCheok for pulling me along for lunch and for all the concern. HotAliens Tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And thank Amira and Anna for everything. ChingChongFan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And no Jiamin, it isnt cause I like to post sad stuff, its how I feel and its cause I need to rant. Big Time. And MSN sucks cause everyone's Appearing. So yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/edit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-742095471648759677?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/742095471648759677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/bleah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/742095471648759677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/742095471648759677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/bleah.html' title='Tongue Tied.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-7208931691559417665</id><published>2009-05-26T20:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:13:42.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Restart.</title><content type='html'>%$@$!&amp;amp;#%@^*!(@!#^!%^@)$%# WhatTheHell. &lt;div&gt;Okay, I'm not pissed, I'm actually kinda happy now cause I finally got my bowling ball replugged and Uncle Soh helped me change my configuration and all that stuff. The holes are now TRANSPARENT and WHITE, instead of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;YELLOW&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ORANGE&lt;/span&gt;. Hmm, guess its a good change after a while. So well, I'm just effing irritated with the stupid manufacturer of my NoMercyBeat'N. Apparently, Kaiwen's been bowling a negative ball, which I THINK, means that there was this imbalance in the weight of the ball, and because THE MANUFACTURERS ACTUALLY FREAKING PLACED THE MARKINGS WRONGLY, Uncle James at NSRCC drilled the ball wrongly. The CG of the ball was ONE INCH off. OMGAWD OKAY. When I heard Uncle Soh saying that, I was cursing like shit. This stupid negative ball/wrong drilling thing's ALMOST cause me to lose interest in Bowling completely. Super demoralising. ThankGod Justin told me to go to Uncle Soh asap. Yeah, I know you're reading this, and I know you've been telling me to go since LAST YEAR. Tsk. Fine, I was lazyyy Haha. Okay, nevermind, its all solved now. I hope. Training tomorrow :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watched Spirited Away today. Not that bad though. But I don't like anime or this kinda cartoon stuff. So yeah, but the storyline wasn't that bad lah. Idk whats wrong with me today. Its freaking weird. Okay, nevermind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KFC with Miah Jianle and Yingling was a BIGJOKE. Especially after Keith Josephine and Angee came and sat at the table at the back. Yingling was crazy -.- Went to Tiong with Val and Miah to get the inkpads. Val and PCK lolol. Went to Chinatown with Miah to get the stupid balloons. AND MIAH FREAKING ADMITTED HE WANTS TO WEAR A SKIRT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miah: Wlao, the floor here damn dirty and my pants too long, sure kena. You girls wear skirt so good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: You go wear skirt lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miah: Yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: OMG. You admitted, i'm going to blog about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miah: ITS A JOKE LAH, YOU CAN'T TAKE A JOKE UH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Tsk, I dont care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There you go Miah. Yeah, I can't take a joke, especially when you wanna wear a skirt. Hahaha. Okay, choosing a name for Sabs for confirmation's damn fun HAHAHA VERANDA/ROSE/FLORAL yoxz. Hahaha :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, no mood :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6922415603260426492-7208931691559417665?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/7208931691559417665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/whatthehell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/7208931691559417665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/7208931691559417665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/whatthehell.html' title='Restart.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-6899279027140739644</id><published>2009-05-25T19:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T22:01:29.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Addiction.</title><content type='html'>Today's been weird. The funny kinda weird, not the 'bad kinda weird'.&lt;div&gt;Okay nevermind, Joelle's crazy over Hot Shot TSK&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'I need to sleep now but im feeling damn high'&lt;/span&gt; Hahahaha. Hope you like the OST yeah :D Ive never seen Millie so crazy before. Jasmine and I were like O.O haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right, I seriously think I'm suffering from some stupid neck problem. Shitxz. Hurts when I use the comp, hurts when I watch films, hurts when I sleep. Urgh :\ Whats this world coming to luh. First the back, now the neck. Bleah. Okay, that means less comp, less MSN, less everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, went for BOWLINGGG despite the stupid jabs :D It was ultra last minute. Tsk. Thanks Miah and Yingling :DD Went to TM and wasted time till like 5 (: I WANT MY BOWLING BALL BACK ))))): Yes Justin, 6 months. 6 months is all I need and all I have, I'll believe, and I'll try, I'll try really, really, really hard. You have no idea how much I want this ): Well, thankyou anyway :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMGGG AIDAN DAVIS &lt;3 &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W7fxIWIQ0ww"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W7fxIWIQ0ww&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's uber cute, though George Sampson's cuter but heck, Aidan's better at dancing. Goodness me. Thankyou Mattttt for the linkkkk :D Whoaaa. I'm still speechless. Aidan's my new love yoxz :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Film, honestly, I'm not regretting it yet. And I don't know why. Oh and thankyou Joelle for staying up till DAMN late to chat Haha. And you're damn scary, you finish my sentences. Tsk. OHOH and look, I have prove that I'm uselessss manxz. Potatoes are useless crap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"It is a mistake to think you can solve any major problems just with potatoes" - Douglas Adams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pan's Labyrinth today was veryvery hmm, idk, it just reminds me of Sec 2 :\ When Mrs. Tee would walk into the class and recommend movies and over dramatise the shows and all that. Miss those times ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Urgh, neck's hurting again, and its not even what, 20mins? D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-6899279027140739644?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/6899279027140739644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/todays-been-weird.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/6899279027140739644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/6899279027140739644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/todays-been-weird.html' title='Addiction.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-7702470754059494003</id><published>2009-05-24T16:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T16:25:07.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye You.</title><content type='html'>Like I told Val and Miah, I think I'm suffering from 'post-upset-syndrome' Bleah. &lt;div&gt;Was unnaturally relaxed and happy yesterday :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shopping spree was awesome. Goodness, its been a long time since I shopped like that with my aunt Yayzors. SHOES AND BAGS FTW :DDDD  [see Jiamin, happy post :D]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right, just watched Night At The Museum 2 with my mom and brother. It was okay I guess, but the first one's better. Manxz 7 movies this week. More than Movie Marathon. Urgh, whatever, screw Movie Marathon. Going out later to get my bowling ball fixed up, like after a year of stupid wrong drillings -.- Grh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAY, had 3 jabs yesterday.  Seriously think I'm out of my mind. Agreeing to do 3 jabs at one go. Flu, Typhoid and Hep A. 2 on the left, 1 on the right. Didnt hurt then, but it hurts like shit now :\ Numb/Ache/wtvr. Miah says its cause I didnt press it for half an hour, like hello, no one told me I had to do it. But ah well, at least now I know (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had an awesome convo with Val and Miah last night. Yeah, its been a while since I talked to Val, but nevertheless, thankyou for listening to my crap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, school tomorrow. Guess I'm kinda looking forward to it. Guess so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Now that its all said and done, I can't believe you were the one to build me up and tear me down like an old abandoned house. I fell too far, was in the way too deep, guess I let you get the best out of me. Well I never saw it coming. I should have started running a long long time ago. And I never thought I'd doubt you, I'm better off without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-7702470754059494003?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/7702470754059494003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/bye-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/7702470754059494003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/7702470754059494003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/bye-you.html' title='Bye You.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-6035890110058580899</id><published>2009-05-22T22:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T23:06:47.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crushed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;FIRST OF ALL, HAPPY BIRTHDAY NICOLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yupyups, so anyway,&lt;/div&gt;I realised, I'd rather feel crappy than be pissed. Was out of control yesterday. Thank goodness my mom let me chill by the poolside, despite knowing I might very well have drowned myself. But well, it helped, alot (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks a million &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Millie&lt;/span&gt;, and really sorry, cause I know I was swearing like mad :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And thankyou &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jeremiah&lt;/span&gt; (: That sms was really important yknow :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankyou &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sabs&lt;/span&gt;, for always being there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankyou &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jingwen&lt;s&gt;jing&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, for everything (: Tsktsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Tags, thankyou&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Joelle,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jasmine &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sheila&lt;/span&gt; (L)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had an AWESOME day today. Its like, the clouds have cleared. I know I was really hard to work with today, daoing and APing like forever. But thankyou Film and 2B peeps. For being uber understanding. (Amira, Hasia, Anna(l)) Oh, and thankyou Millie for your amazing hugs (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lovely lunch with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jamie, Jeremiah, Yingling and Sheila&lt;/span&gt;. FUN, I swear :DDD Its officially dangerous sitting next to Jamie and anywhere near YingLing when they're eating XD Bus ride with Jamie and Yingling was cool yoxz :D Crapped lots. I didnt know Jamie reads. Gosh. Haha, we share the same 'examine every part of the book' technique when it comes to buying books. Now I know I'm not the only weird one around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UhmUhmUhm, hmm, I realised a million things these 2 days. That my cousin, who's a guy, has REALLY nice handwriting and uber big words and he's REALLY good in Math and Science, topping classes :D And that my Aikido partner's REALLY KAYPOH. Gosh. Oh, and they JUST SAID TO GO FOR NIDAN, WE'LL HAVE TO WAIT 2 YEARS. Wtfreak. That'll be NEXT YEAR for me. Bleah :((( Urgh. Nevermind, worth the wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MSN's real boring, everyone's either at some concert/jubilate/classes/tuition/appearing offline/wtvr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to find the motivation to complete ONE Film essay today :\ Urgh, Ive open the Word Doc, typed a few sentences, save, then close it a million times luh. Blah  :\\ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, Jamie, no worries, Shimao's for you to call, just like how Porcupoine's for Millie. Hahaha, Need to change my IC already, to Cheang Kai Wen Shimao Porcupoine. Or, Porcupoine Cheang Kai Wen Shi Mao, or Porcupoine Cheang Shi Mao, or Kaiwen Cheang Porcupoine Shimao. Okay, nevermind, I'm going crazy x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get well soon Jasmine :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, its amazing, the feeling that your world's ending, then some people come along and hold your hand and bring you back onto where the trail is. (L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-6035890110058580899?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/6035890110058580899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/crushed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/6035890110058580899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/6035890110058580899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/crushed.html' title='Crushed'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-5894828733876479086</id><published>2009-05-21T20:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T20:53:25.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time, there was a girl, a girl so naive and stupid she doesnt think before she did anything.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once upon a time, there was a girl, a girl who betrayed the trust everyone else had in her it made her friends, or friend hate her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once upon a time, there was a girl, a girl whose friends gave her chances again and again, and she just doesnt know how to cherish them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once upon a time, there was a girl, a girl who thought she was a genius and did things while she thought the others werent there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once upon a time, there was a girl, a girl who thought if she stole a cookie from a cookie jar, yes, just one little cookie, she could get away with it, but she was greedy, she wanted to make sure she took the best cookie. So she looked through every single cookie in that jar, taking it out and turning it over and making sure she got one that wasn't burnt. Making sure she got the one with the most chocoloate chips. But she forgot, she forgot that if she did so, she'll be leaving traces of crumbs behind. And the crumbs, inevitably, invited ants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once upon a time, her friend knew she could no longer trust this girl with anything anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I'ld like to say's that, you're an idiot alright, and I'm not so dumb to let you get away with it. I know my Google Chrome better than you do. You know that little Spanner on the right hand corner, yes, that spanner, betrayed you. Mygosh. Asshole. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey you, thankyou for doing all that shit, you've just set Kaiwen on a path to being a much more determined person, to never trust you again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-5894828733876479086?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/5894828733876479086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/once-upon-time-there-was-girl-girl-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/5894828733876479086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/5894828733876479086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/once-upon-time-there-was-girl-girl-so.html' title='Again'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-8395822915826528235</id><published>2009-05-20T21:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T21:37:46.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desperate;</title><content type='html'>Bowling today was simply awesome. It's really sad the J2s are gonna stop coming for training already :\ Urgh. Had a mini competition today. Tsk. Our team got 2nd. Whoots. Jerome, Freddy, Kian Tong and Millie FTW! :D &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heel's peeling like an orangeeeeeee. Shit manxz. Helphelphelp :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be frank, I'm not regretting my choice for choosing film as my awesome IDE. Though the workload's kinda crazy, but ahh well, guess its something different from last year. We'll see how it goes. All I can say now's that Econs is Blahness. And its probably the only thing spoiling my IDE week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really really worn out. This sucks. I almost screwed up so many things today. Almost screwed up a really important friendship. Almost screwed up the class. Screwed up myself. This freaking sucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-8395822915826528235?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/8395822915826528235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/desperate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/8395822915826528235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/8395822915826528235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/desperate.html' title='Desperate;'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-2992841074761767810</id><published>2009-05-19T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T21:48:02.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>I need sleep desperately. &lt;div&gt;Film and Chemistry :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Urgh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6922415603260426492-2992841074761767810?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/2992841074761767810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/2992841074761767810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/2992841074761767810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='):'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-6098358578101905502</id><published>2009-05-18T23:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T00:05:19.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Distracted;</title><content type='html'>According to Yingling, I was very distracted today :\ And I dont know why.&lt;div&gt;Couldnt really do things properly. Started off with somehow not being able to process what Yingling was telling me during lunch, then when I was on the way home, I almost forgot to get off the bus, though it was like what, at the Interchange -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then in the train, almost missed my stop, suddenly forgot which stop to alight at -.- Urgh. But nevermind, I'm perfectly fine now. Thanks Jamie and Yingling :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right, so, the timetable for Film isnt good. At all. But we had fun, seriously, the shows are like OMG. Clueless is damn hilarious. Had a good laugh. Perfect bimbo show for bimbos like Yingling XD Econs was kinda funny, okay, to be exact, BEFORE Econs. Joelle, Jamie, Jianle, Jeremiah (ALL THE Js -.-), Yingling, and myself, we were trying to be funny haha. Switched off all the lights and sat in the dark waiting for people to come in, but no one did -.- All of them stood outside the theatrette waiting, so we gave up after a while. But the whole process was uber funny. Hahahaha :D "Alright then, I shall leave you guys back in the darkness" Veryveryvery amusing. Awesome company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This IDE's gonna be WAY different from last year. Way way way different, but 'what more can I ask for'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to sleep. I havent been sleeping befor 1230 for the past idk how many nights. Yesyes Joelle, I know I gotta sleep early. But ahwell, Idk, can't sleep :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-6098358578101905502?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/6098358578101905502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/distracted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/6098358578101905502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/6098358578101905502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/distracted.html' title='Distracted;'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-3159032556267398233</id><published>2009-05-17T23:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T23:25:09.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishes.</title><content type='html'>Cause right now, if Im granted a wish, just one wish, I'ld wish that I could turn back time, to that very one day.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.20pm - 3pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And slow it down. Till it feels like forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-3159032556267398233?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/3159032556267398233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/wishes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/3159032556267398233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/3159032556267398233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/wishes.html' title='Wishes.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-8661734875493669437</id><published>2009-05-17T18:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T19:04:42.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life;</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9a85S6ot9hw/Sg_g2KC7f4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/tZ-toX86bTo/s320/n580308027_1102379_8271.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336731304471527298" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cause when you see the sunlight, you know dreams end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Omgosh. I feel damn accomplished today. A super huge thankyou to Justin and Casper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well anyway, another big thankyou to Weixin for spamming me with Kpop today. It was super a lot. Like, DAMN ALOT. Omgosh. Thanks Weixin.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9a85S6ot9hw/Sg_hYjFRDzI/AAAAAAAAABE/Zi320IrDgLM/s320/SPAM.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336731895307767602" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Desktop was spammed. And, there were still ALOT of files that were still transferring. Haha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;TA1s off to NanChang tomorrow. Reminds me of last year. Yknow, it feels as if it was only last month since we went to NanChang. Really miss those times we entered that boardroom which was our 'classroom' in their school and compared who had the most fruits xD Reminds me of the time Val found the lil' duck. Reminds me of doing and practising for Stomp and By Now and all those nonsense. Reminds me of the times we went shopping and came back and compared our 'findings'. Really, miss those times, the place, the people D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Aah, but nevermind, we've got to Move Along eh. Vietnam next (: Hmm... We'll see how different this one will be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Right, SO, went to see the Leonardo da Vinci exhibition at the Science Centre this morning. I swear that man is super amazing. He's a genius. Period. I'm still amazed, since a million years ago, that he writes backwards with his left hand. Very, very, very inspirational, the story behind everything :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ahya, whatever lah, sometimes I just feel like talking in twit. Talking in broken english. Talking without thinking. But nevermind, right now, Kaiwen's a realllllly happy person :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.S. Congrats Jamie :D They must be blind manxz. HAHA, JOKING EH JOKING. Awesome nevertheless (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-8661734875493669437?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/8661734875493669437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/8661734875493669437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/8661734875493669437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/life.html' title='Life;'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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/_9a85S6ot9hw/Sg_g2KC7f4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/tZ-toX86bTo/s72-c/n580308027_1102379_8271.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6922415603260426492.post-4994125517577200642</id><published>2009-05-16T19:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T21:58:57.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tangled Threads</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9a85S6ot9hw/Sg67QOKGJaI/AAAAAAAAAA0/kD7k-TXlB3M/s1600-h/threads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9a85S6ot9hw/Sg67QOKGJaI/AAAAAAAAAA0/kD7k-TXlB3M/s320/threads.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336408495833359778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M DONE WITH SS PODCAST :D Joelle, I need your Korean Songs to add in yoxz.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, slept till 1130 this morning. Very,very,very,very satisfying (: Didnt do anything productive, save for Tuition and SS Podcast, the wordy transcript that is. Recording/Editting's so totally done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole world apparently disappeared from MSN today. Very,very little online. But well, had a few fruitful chats with some people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, was talking to someone online just now, got wind of some stuff, and frankly speaking, I'm laughing that all this crap is finally happening. It was just a matter of time anyway huh? Just that some ------- didn't expect it though that certain someone didnt expect it to happen but well, you've been such an idiot anyway. Nothing goes through your mind before you speak. How dumb eh. &lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You will be so disappointed that even I am feeling this way, though I'm in no way close to you. Dumbo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it felt like dejavu when I talked to another certain someone. Part of me doesnt want it to be true. But I don't want it to stop, whatever you're doing now, whatever you're thinking of, however hard you're trying, please don't stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, been reading NewMoon, like finally. Haven't really had the time to read it, and I didnt like rushing through books, wouldn't be satisfied. So yup, NewMoon isnt as nice as Twilight, and I don't like the fact its tiring, reading NewMoon. Okay, fine, that was my bad. Cause I was racking my brains to try to predict what might happen in the next chapter. How dumb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I realise, I really, seriously, don't want to change groups. I think changing groups might even be worse than JCTs to some extent. Cause just when we're having so much fun, we have to change groups. I'd frankly rather have a fun group than one that's efficient. I'll go without sleep to do my projects if having fun means that. It doesn't really bother me, no matter how much I complain. Thankyou WHBG. I had fun this term. I really did. Awesome time. I know maybe it hasnt been easy working with someone who's still so hung up with her Term 1 group. Maybe it felt as if my heart wasnt in the group at all eh? But whatever, Term Two was :D &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RedFurTan, WHB, DayCart, Elephants, Bears, Quarrels, MathLessons, FoodSmuggling x) &lt;/span&gt;Don't want Term 3 to come :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WAHDIE. The 'Korean' Bug's getting to me just like how the 'Japan' bug caught me last year. Watching BOF now :DD OMT. Kim Hyun Joong is :D, just like Oguri Shun. OMGGG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Did this mean that every possible fairytale was grounded somewhere in absolute truth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-4994125517577200642?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/4994125517577200642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/tangled-threads.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/4994125517577200642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/4994125517577200642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/tangled-threads.html' title='Tangled Threads'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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/_9a85S6ot9hw/Sg67QOKGJaI/AAAAAAAAAA0/kD7k-TXlB3M/s72-c/threads.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6922415603260426492.post-6711568902899069060</id><published>2009-05-15T23:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T23:41:32.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jr. Over You.</title><content type='html'>27th Febuary 2009, exactly a month ago, Term 1 ended. Well, anyway, Term 2 JUST ended. The feeling's super blah. Frankly, I'ld rather not change groups, cause at least we're having so much fun in WhiteHairBandGroup (WHBG) (: Stupid one luh, changegroupschangegroups :\ Nevermind, at least the last project we did together, the podcast, was UBER fun :DD&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm, this week was Hell. But at least I'm still alive, and things weren't that bad afterall. The tests were those 'sulk-and-complain-and-discuss-after-the-paper' kinda tests. So yeah, nothing different. OH, we finally got our class tees. Seriously, kaiwen needs to swear off class tees for the next two years. Super tedious, tiring and urgh. But nevermind "sometimes, we plant trees although we don't sit in their shade", so no complaints here. IDEs for the next two weeks ((: Awesome. Haha Justin, don't be jealous luhh x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I'm starting to like K-Pop. Hahaha, wait till Jamie and Joelle sees this. Tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doing SS Podcast now (: Kinda fun actually, but veryvery tedious. But nevermind, I like editting stuff :D After my 4 years in TJ, I'm kinda sure Windows Movie Maker, Windows Movie Maker Beta, Audacity and Adobe Soundbooth will be my best friends -.- Haha LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHBG pics with Jasmine, I've never been that spastic before :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;College Clean Up on Wednesday was kinda fun. Loads of pics. What can you expect when the camera's with Amira and Sheila :DD Hahaha, awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pics another time. Back to Podcast-ing for now ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6922415603260426492-6711568902899069060?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/6711568902899069060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/over-you-junior.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/6711568902899069060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/6711568902899069060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/over-you-junior.html' title='Jr. Over You.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-1143808203732755589</id><published>2009-05-12T18:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T00:20:07.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain;</title><content type='html'>When somehow, you could only see the rainbow despite the really heavy rain,&lt;div&gt;It means you're living a Miracle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And its really true, cause it feels as if I am now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I still miss Brainbow :\ That's a really depressing topic to dwell on ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;/edit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just realised I haven't been posting properly. But nevermind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, College CleanUp's tomorrow. I'm sure it'll be KINDA fun. Minus the dust dirt and lizard shit luh. Cause we'll be doing it as a class and as a cohort, on the same level. &lt;i&gt;How chaotic can it get. &lt;/i&gt; Tsk :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, anyway, thankyou Miah. Haha, I'm fine yup. I just dont know who to talk to. But well, I guess I'm still alright (: Yeah, its those certain people that keep me going. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and thankyou Casper, for everything (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LA Essay and JCT paper tomorrow isnt cool at all. Thankyou Jamie :D Hahaha, yknow, sometimes I keep thinking about the 'shimao' thing, and how I'm so used to having you calling me shimao as if it was my name, and how, hmm, it feels normal, just like in Term 1 :\ Just like how Millie calls me that funny thing she calls me, even online. Oh, and talking about that, 2009's been really amusing so far. Ive got a million and one nicknames luh -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Urgh, its like what, 0007 now :\ Thankyou Justin, for the late nights and all the entertainment :D Haha yeah, I know you're reading this ZhanJi! Tsktsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its been super hectic, and its only Tuesday. Jiayou Kaiwen ): Really tough week to tahan. Bleargh. IDEs next week. FILM FTW. Hahahaha, been in the same IDE for 3 terms with Jianle Yingling Miah and Huanying already (: Damn cool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OHYEAH. Math Poster. I'm super proud of Brainbow yo. Yes, even Amira and Dhivya :D Content was ((: Jamie and I didnt wanna hand in our poster today ): Super 不舍得. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;JOELLE&lt;/span&gt;: Tsk REDFURTAN. D'you remember what happened today? Both Jasmine and I will be safe from now on yo xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;JASMINE&lt;/span&gt;: Haha, after today, I'm quite sure both of us are safe (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;JAMIE&lt;/span&gt;: I owe you pics rightt. Remind me k :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;JIANLE&lt;/span&gt;: I swear I've never been so spastic in my life before okay. You should be honoured manxz. Hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;SABRINA&lt;/span&gt;: Thanks (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6922415603260426492-1143808203732755589?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/1143808203732755589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/1143808203732755589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/1143808203732755589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/rain.html' title='Rain;'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-6099233351152968708</id><published>2009-05-11T19:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T20:13:08.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold Back;</title><content type='html'>Jamie came over to do up Math Poster today :D&lt;div&gt;Prince loves her to bits. First person he's not barking at (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Math's Poster's FINALLY done. Its kinda nice (: Doesnt matter how much we get for it, its the process yo. Last TermOneBrainbow project eh :\ Urgh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Cause we held back tears that day, it made us all realise how much more everything things means to us"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Justin for all that prep talk last night. Thankyou (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Its been a long time since I felt so tired. The moment Jamie left, and after I got home, I felt like a dead fish ): Very,very,very tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-6099233351152968708?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/6099233351152968708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/hold-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/6099233351152968708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/6099233351152968708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/hold-back.html' title='Hold Back;'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-1668310432220298141</id><published>2009-05-10T20:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T20:56:59.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halley's Comet;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Group meeting yesterday at Jasmine's house was interesting :D Ahem Jasmine and Joelle, Redredredred. Hahaha :) &lt;s&gt; [why am i liking this group only so late in the term :\ ] &lt;/s&gt; Anyway, Jasmine's parents are reallyreally nice. Pizza ftw. 4 of us ate two big pizzas, okay fine, not that big. But 3 slices each was damn alot luh. We were all really sleepy after that. With the aircon and all. But nevermind, at least we're on track :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9a85S6ot9hw/SgbIOYFX-zI/AAAAAAAAAAs/muIlySDyyUI/s1600-h/DSC04407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9a85S6ot9hw/SgbIOYFX-zI/AAAAAAAAAAs/muIlySDyyUI/s320/DSC04407.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334170957975649074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Group Mascots ftw x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9a85S6ot9hw/SgbIONiX_7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/MQgGg6bQMUw/s1600-h/DSC04411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9a85S6ot9hw/SgbIONiX_7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/MQgGg6bQMUw/s320/DSC04411.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334170955144495026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TRAFFIC LIGHT YO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Loads this coming week. JiayouKaiwen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SS Project - Ontrack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Math Poster - Jamie's coming over to do it tmrw! ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chi.Lit Test - Need to memorise. Blah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Biology Test - Will get started SOON.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Math Test - Refers to the top. Probability should just go and die. Like seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can IDE week just start :\ Oh, talking about IDE, IDE results out tmrw! Please, I want my film.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sidetrack; Krystal actually smsed me. Goodness. Missed you like crap okay. You don't update your blog anymore, and you're hardly online. The last time we smsed was, hmm, 8th August 2008, your birthday. And it was just like a 'hey Krystal, happy birthday' and a 'yupp thankyou' kinda thing. Your sms today was really, uhm, well, surprising, and thought-provoking. Made me think about those times ): Nevermind, we're gonna meet up some day :D 4 years is a reallyreally long time :\\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, received this really LOL email from someone, the content's hilarious and stupid, but the starting of the email was uhm, really nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to doesn't mean they don't love you with all they've got"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well anyway, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happy's Mother Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Mommy. Hope you liked the cookies, though it was totally out of shape. Its damn hard making alphabets okay :\ Haha &lt;3!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-1668310432220298141?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/1668310432220298141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/halleys-comet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/1668310432220298141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/1668310432220298141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/halleys-comet.html' title='Halley&apos;s Comet;'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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/_9a85S6ot9hw/SgbIOYFX-zI/AAAAAAAAAAs/muIlySDyyUI/s72-c/DSC04407.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6922415603260426492.post-219105907864759597</id><published>2009-05-08T22:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T23:00:44.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rekindled.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Alrighty, uhm, LA presentation today. Don't really know how I did though :\ Urgh. Didnt refer to my cue cards that much. Goes to show how 'talking to your computer throughout the night rehearsing your script' works :D Aaah, but well, ultimately, I hope the class understands. At least what my part was all about. We all wore white hairbands for the presentation yo ((: Damn cool. WHITEHAIRBANDGROUP ftw! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, anyway, today was epic. Like seriously omgosh. Started off with 'TheFlood'. Put simply, rained while we were having PE, and we obviously left our class windows open, and my group's table and Amira's group's table was right next to the window + our Math notes were there too + MY ELEPHANT was there also + we left our TA Polo tee there also, it was meant for LA Presentation + LA Script = Flood + Drenched elephant + No more LA Script and Polo Tee. Seriously, one quarter of 2B was flooded -.- Thankyou Greena, Amira, Jamie, Sheila, Jiamin, Valencia, Anna and all the rest who helped to mop up all the crap :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skipped Math Supplementary to support Bowling for Masters today. I would say I totally didnt regret going :D Awesome job bowlers (: Samantha was super funnny. And weixin, elaine and the two Sabrinas haha. LOL, Shoelaces. SoSoSo, we witnessed Justin Lim from RJC get a Perfect game. Awesomeness. Goodness me. We were all O.O when he got 300points, and he's only SEVENTEEN. And there was one game where RJ's Justin Lim and TJ's Justin Lim went against each other. It was super hilarious xD with the supporters from btoh schools calling their CHINESE NAMES because they were both JUSTIN LIMS. LOL. Hahaha ZhanJi. Tsktsktsk :D &lt;i&gt;hope you're not reading this manxz &lt;/i&gt; Anyway, we're really proud of you guys kayy, so don't think about it already luhh. Remaining Seeded was our goal and we got it, Masters's a bonus. Fantabulous Job :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As of now, Kaiwen's a happy person, cause despite those backstabbers and double facers, I know they're people out there worth the friendship (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9a85S6ot9hw/SgREJ4wJXrI/AAAAAAAAAAc/qHDuOOK-6LQ/s1600-h/DSC04397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9a85S6ot9hw/SgREJ4wJXrI/AAAAAAAAAAc/qHDuOOK-6LQ/s320/DSC04397.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333462795357347506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Group Mascots ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9a85S6ot9hw/SgREJvGD32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/ks1Sc7zYDfs/s1600-h/DSC04403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9a85S6ot9hw/SgREJvGD32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/ks1Sc7zYDfs/s320/DSC04403.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333462792764907362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9a85S6ot9hw/SgREJBlkPiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/l6wLr1PaMaY/s1600-h/DSC04395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9a85S6ot9hw/SgREJBlkPiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/l6wLr1PaMaY/s320/DSC04395.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333462780549021218" /&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/6922415603260426492-219105907864759597?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/219105907864759597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/rekindled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/219105907864759597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/219105907864759597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/rekindled.html' title='Rekindled.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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/_9a85S6ot9hw/SgREJ4wJXrI/AAAAAAAAAAc/qHDuOOK-6LQ/s72-c/DSC04397.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6922415603260426492.post-3430439089945618147</id><published>2009-05-07T21:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T21:17:56.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smiles.</title><content type='html'>Today was awesome. Awesomeawesomeawesomeawesome.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Divisions was omgosh. TJBowlers did us proud (: Remained 4th, we're still seeded yo. And this year, we have 3 bowlers getting into Masters. Awesome job Justin, MingXuan and Dianne :D They got 3rd, 5th and 10th for overall respectively. Never saw Mr. Ng, Uncle Jimmy and Uncle Michael smiling so happily before. Pride. Its pride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didnt present LA today. Tomorrow's our doom day. Goodness me :\ Blah. 'I thought, therefore I was.' Nevermind, we'll get it over and done with in no time (: We'll survive all shots yeah DAYCARTGROUP ftw :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jiaxin was mad. She made up a sentence using surnames: "The bowling ball went 'toh..toh..toh' down the lane and it hit the pins with a 'TONG!' and all the pins went 'CHEANG!' and fell." LOL -.- And I realised today that Bowling's a babaric sport. Justin and Mingxuan and Jerome were shouting like nobody's business. So were Sabrina, Alicia, Elaine and Weixin xDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And hey Justin, you did really well alright ((: 8 strikes, or was it 9?  But whatever, you did awesome! :D Haha, you high-fived without giving second thought for your shoes which may get dirty luh. Tsk hahaha :D 3rd, THIRD, T-H-I-R-D. Overall third :D reallyreally happy for you. Anyway, sorry couldnt be there to support y'all for the past week. Masters tomorrow, I'll be there. Promise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I though it'ld be weird today. Considering the fact everything started this week, and we haven't even met each other, and today, I thought it'll be super weird, but somehow it wasnt. Maybe its cause we really meant what we said yup. Cause when your eyes met mine today, we know theres nothing else :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause today I witnessed emotions through the eyes. Cause today I realise I belonged so much. Cause today was awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"My eyes are open wide, by the way I made it through the day"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-3430439089945618147?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/3430439089945618147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/smiles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/3430439089945618147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/3430439089945618147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/smiles.html' title='Smiles.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-3119335413128181267</id><published>2009-05-06T17:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T17:31:35.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fighting For Nothing.</title><content type='html'>Last night sucked big time, apologies :\&lt;div&gt;Today was much much better thanks to a certain 'Daycart' Group :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weird moodswings. Really, really weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Contact Time just now was uhm, how should I put it, enlightening. Tsk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was pretty alright. With awesome people, how bad can it be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because I don't mind losing you, and because I wasnt the friend you treasured, I lost you, or rather, you lost us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6922415603260426492-3119335413128181267?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/3119335413128181267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/fighting-for-nothing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/3119335413128181267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/3119335413128181267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/fighting-for-nothing.html' title='Fighting For Nothing.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-4937352362719115550</id><published>2009-05-05T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T00:29:32.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ohmygod. fuck. thanks for screwing up my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-4937352362719115550?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/4937352362719115550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/ohmygosh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/4937352362719115550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/4937352362719115550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/ohmygosh.html' title=''/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-5939397264774765772</id><published>2009-05-05T18:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T19:44:49.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I.L.Y.</title><content type='html'>Today was an awesome day, except for the later part of school, which sucked big time for me. Mygosh. "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause I can't take it in my stride&lt;/span&gt;" :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aah, but well, doesnt matter. Stayed back with Amira, Sheila and Anna and helped out abit with their LA stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lunch was hilarious with Jeremiah Jianle and Yingling memorising and chanting the phrases and all those chiiiim words. I've never been so nervous for a JCT Chinese Paper One paper in my life. LOL, now Yingling and Jianle knows the other side of kaiwen XD Tsk. But really, no idea why I felt like that, but well, nevermind, at least its over. Thankyou Sabs and Justin! ((: (L)!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently feeling confident about LA presentation, just that maybe its screwed but I dont know what it. Nevermind, ignorance is bliss. XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whats with Mediacorp and 'Gu Zhuang' shows manxz. But the lil'boy in the 7pm show's REALLY cute. But now he's all grown up -.- Urgh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone, apparently, brushed me off today. And I was like wtheck. Fine luh, we're no longer in the same _____. Wowness. You're the only person whom I thought was normal in&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; that &lt;/span&gt;bunch. Sheeezz. I would say, your acting's really good, but you blew your cover today. I'd prefer people who're much more outright, cause you're not. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think you won't be reading this anyway, but well, I don't really care -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH ilovemygroup :DD Jasmine, Pratika and Joelle's SUPER funny. Hhahahah jasmine, REDFURTAN! Tsk Joelle Hahaha XD 'Secret Crush' ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Math supplementary lesson was LOLness. I have no idea what we can learn from all that, just that, "Remember that you will have 2 answers if you square root a number. It'll be a positive and a negative." Period. Jiamin and Jasmine's uber retarded. x) But it was fun, made me forget everything that sucked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D Happy Kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-5939397264774765772?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/5939397264774765772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/ily.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/5939397264774765772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/5939397264774765772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/ily.html' title='I.L.Y.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-3408328717233942461</id><published>2009-05-04T18:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T21:21:04.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That Last Chapter.</title><content type='html'>Been really weird today.&lt;div&gt;It's hard to love. Period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I 'don't know why the trees change in the fall.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tagreplies; [May]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jamie; I miss Brainbow like shit. I think its the photos :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Casper; I miss those times too. The lyrics was everything then. Thankyou for those times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Huanying; Yeah, awesome groupmates &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nicholas; LOL. Delete tag -.- And thanks for trusting me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angelique; Weird person LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hmm,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wordpress, lastchapter (: We'll see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/edit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm reallyreally happy for you kor (: You did awesome today. 217 average with 280 high game. I owe you tao hui zui okay. Weds 7.30 Tsk (: Haha DOUBLES SILVER. I think overall 3rd's not a problem this year yo! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-3408328717233942461?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/3408328717233942461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/that-last-chapter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/3408328717233942461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/3408328717233942461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/that-last-chapter.html' title='That Last Chapter.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-8546146063975344383</id><published>2009-05-02T22:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T23:10:15.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Locked Down.</title><content type='html'>TYR, Queensway, Laksa, IKEA, Anchorpoint was the bomb with Yingling, Valencia and Miah :D&lt;div&gt;IKEA and the soft toys, the 6.90 salad, the rats and the beavers :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was searching for Tuesdays with Morrie. Remembered I read it and dumped it somewhere ages ago, and I found it under my bed -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Let it come in. We think we don't deserve love, we think if we let it in we'll become too soft. But a wise man named Levine said it right. He said, 'Love is the only rational act' "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I haven't read this book, if I havent paid attention to anything at all, we wouldn't even be friends now. Thank goodness I read this book :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);  font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Cause you sent me an invitation to play this game with you, cause you thought no one knew what you're trying to do, cause you took everything and everyone for granted, and cause you're expecting to win when you've already lost even before you started. And cause of all these, I think its best we forget this ----------.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Currently thankful, and glad for everything (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-8546146063975344383?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/8546146063975344383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/tyr-queensway-laksa-ikea-anchorpoint.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/8546146063975344383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/8546146063975344383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/tyr-queensway-laksa-ikea-anchorpoint.html' title='Locked Down.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-3456094133836615134</id><published>2009-05-01T19:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T19:49:02.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgia;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;iTunes was on Shuffle, ended up with 回到过去. Brought back memories so vivid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;〈回到过去〉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;〈初恋〉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family:SimSun;mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun;mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast;mso-hansi-mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-ansi-language:EN-USfont-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;被涂鸦过的那道墙&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family:SimSun;mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun;mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast;mso-hansi-mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-ansi-language:EN-USfont-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;烙印你和我的从前&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family:SimSun;mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun;mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast;mso-hansi-mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-ansi-language:EN-USfont-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;你的身影离我而去&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family:SimSun;mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun;mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast;mso-hansi-mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-ansi-language:EN-USfont-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;蜡笔的痕迹淡了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family:SimSun;mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun;mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast;mso-hansi-mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-ansi-language:EN-USfont-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;班照中里你的笑容&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family:SimSun;mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun;mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast;mso-hansi-mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-ansi-language:EN-USfont-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;校刊中的那些忧愁&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family:SimSun;mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun;mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast;mso-hansi-mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latinfont-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;桌椅距离小心翼翼在拉长了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family: SimSun;mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun;mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast;mso-hansi-mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latinfont-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;我的天空灰灰的黑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family: SimSun;mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun;mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast;mso-hansi-mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latinfont-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;暗在心里不断徘徊&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family:SimSun;mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun;mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast;mso-hansi-mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-ansi-language:EN-USfont-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;也许只有回忆能够&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family:SimSun;mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun;mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast;mso-hansi-mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-ansi-language:EN-USfont-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;让我重温着那时的甜蜜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family:SimSun;mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun;mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast;mso-hansi-mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-ansi-language:EN-USfont-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;年幼的恋情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family: SimSun;mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun;mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast;mso-hansi-mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-ansi-language:EN-USfont-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;显得孤单又寂寞&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family: SimSun;mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun;mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast;mso-hansi-mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-ansi-language:EN-USfont-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;却也无法看见你的眼神&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family: SimSun;mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun;mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast;mso-hansi-mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-ansi-language:EN-USfont-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;一切都太不实际&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family:SimSun;mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun;mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast;mso-hansi-mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-ansi-language:EN-USfont-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;你我之间的距离&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family: SimSun;mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun;mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast;mso-hansi-mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-ansi-language:EN-USfont-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;最后只剩我在这里痴痴等你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family: SimSun;mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun;mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast;mso-hansi-mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-ansi-language:EN-USfont-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;年幼的恋情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family:SimSun;mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun;mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast;mso-hansi-mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-ansi-language:EN-USfont-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;显得孤单又寂寞&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family:SimSun;mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun;mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast;mso-hansi-mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-ansi-language:EN-USfont-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;漫长相思病能否写结局&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family:SimSun;mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun;mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast;mso-hansi-mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-ansi-language:EN-USfont-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;你让我无法自拔&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family:SimSun;mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun;mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast;mso-hansi-mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-ansi-language:EN-USfont-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;你是否还想我吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family:SimSun;mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun;mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast;mso-hansi-mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-ansi-language:EN-USfont-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;千万别让我在这里痴痴等你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family:SimSun;mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun;mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast;mso-hansi-mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-ansi-language:EN-USfont-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;是初恋的结局&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family:SimSun;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-bidi-font-family:SimSun;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;没你的时刻我很难过日子， 爱情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family:SimSun;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-bidi-font-family:SimSun;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;并不是那么回味无穷。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"  style="font-family:SimSun;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;mso-bidi-font-family:SimSun;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family:SimSun;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-bidi-font-family:SimSun;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;可是我不会放弃也不要让这僵持着&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"  style="font-family:SimSun;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;mso-bidi-font-family:SimSun;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family:SimSun;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-bidi-font-family:SimSun;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;难道我这留恋就此搁笔？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="background:yellow;mso-highlight: yellow;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Wonder if you guys still remember yo. Casper,Huanying,Joel (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%; mso-ansi-language:EN-UScolor:#0070C0;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-3456094133836615134?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/3456094133836615134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/nostalgia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/3456094133836615134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/3456094133836615134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/05/nostalgia.html' title='Nostalgia;'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-1560143046066864336</id><published>2009-04-30T20:37:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T17:51:17.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're So Incomprehensible.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMIIRA!  (L)!   ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss Brainbow :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And we don't have to go to school tomorrow :D&lt;div&gt;Been a really short week, but lots happened, in short, I enjoyed myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stayed back in school for the IDE thing, which I think was kinda LOL, cause we were all waiting super nervously in front of our computers at 5pm and there was this stupid glitch. Valencia refreshed like what, a hundred times? xD Quite amusing actually. Spent 4pm to 530pm in the LEP room with Yingling and Val :D Been quite a while since we spent time like that together yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, while we were there, I was talking to JingWen online, and I had really stupid typos. Maybe LEP room brings back so many memories :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;JINGWEN: o.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;JINGWEN: lol where are you all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kaiwen: nanchang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kaiwen: NO NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kaiwen: lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kaiwen LEP room LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really, really, retarded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uhm, class today was awesome :D I'm a happy kid. Maths was so hilarious with Potato and Jasmine. Excellent entertainment xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, so yesterday, went for the 33rd SC's investiture. Was kinda disappointed, but nevermind. Lorenzo and his spastic tricks actually fooled Jianle. Gosh. Super funny. Vietnam trip briefing afterwards. Mr. Alwin was veryvery entertaining. But when I read through the Itinerary, Day 2: "you will be able to see firsthand the effects of erosion by wind and water. Marvel at the weird and wonderful stalagmites and stalactites" Reminds me of Perth :\ Realised how much I actually missed that lovely place. Urgh ): Ahh, but well, "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some think that holding on makes them stronger, some think it's letting go&lt;/span&gt;" How true :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These days, some jerks out there's been doing stupid things. Cause we've seen through every single one of them dumbos. Tsk. But nevermind, to each his own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Jamie, no worries alright, you're really too over-sensitve. Whatever it is, and whatever happens, I'll be willing to listen :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Footnote, thankyou Valencia, Yingling and Adeline, for an awesome afternoon :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND SEEEEE, dead tagboard. Tsk. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-1560143046066864336?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/1560143046066864336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/04/youre-so-incomprehensible.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/1560143046066864336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/1560143046066864336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/04/youre-so-incomprehensible.html' title='You&apos;re So Incomprehensible.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-3025892446570165430</id><published>2009-04-28T22:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T22:26:31.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unrequited</title><content type='html'>I'm learning how to abstain.&lt;div&gt;I'm learning how to unreel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm learning how to let go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yes Joelle, you're not alone, I'm learning to fall too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, nevermind, bowling today was euphoric :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've never seen TJ Bowling so high before. In short, it was awesome. Well done A div girls. And jiayou A div boys for tomorrow's Singles. Yeah, sorry can't go down to support y'all, we aren't excused according to Mr Ng :\ Nevermind, mental encouragement. And yes Justin, your Tao Hui Zui (: 220 yup!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Much thanks to Dory, for the class tee thing :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CGC ftw &lt;3!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;15 + 17 + 18 - 20 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-3025892446570165430?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/3025892446570165430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/04/unrequited.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/3025892446570165430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/3025892446570165430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/04/unrequited.html' title='Unrequited'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-9054136069758011622</id><published>2009-04-27T18:45:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T19:30:48.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ends Up Alone.</title><content type='html'>Had an off day today. At least I got some work done :D And, I'm fine. Thanks. Didnt reply smses, or replied late. Wasn't really in the mood to check my phone. Sorry.&lt;div&gt;Gonna be a really short week for me - 3days. Hmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss the holidays real bad :\ Not gonna get myself into any school crap in June, other than Vietnam that is. Gonna spend June at home and going out with awesome people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, like promised, no sad stuff yeah Nicholas TingTingTing (: Anyway, thankyou Mr.BlackandWhite, for all the crap talk, and for the trust. "Life's like a toilet bowl, sometimes its filled with shit, but you gotta learn how to flush it." -Nicholas Ting. LOL. Retarded, but veryvery true :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watched Star Awards 09 last night. Made me realise I haven't been watching Channel 8/5 for quite a bit already. Wouldn't say Mediacorp's dramas are top notch and all, but somehow, it brings back memories :\ Gonna make it a point to watch :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had the most awesome convo with Yingling and Jeremiah Saturday night :D Goodness me. Yknow how much I missed those kinda conversations. Reminds me of last year, where we'll just talk on the phone till our parents nagged. Nevermind, this year, we'll have 'GC' to make up for everything lost (: Yup, 2008 GC + 2009 GC alright. We have the whole day :D Dawn till Dusk. For us (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And hey &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;, thankyou for reassuring me and all. Yeah. Despite all the crap and everything, thank God you don't judge me. You haven't been there everytime I need someone to talk to, but somehow, you've been rather &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;observant&lt;/span&gt; yeah, and at least, when I thought I'll lose everything, you made me realise it wasnt the end. Thankyou :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, thankyou Jamie, Joelle, Jiaxin, Jianle,Valencia, Yingling, Kelly and Sabs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Theres this something I have with "J" people. Since primary school -.- Lotsa "J" people. And yeah Jianle "J"walk. TSK. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic; text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can't play our broken strings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-9054136069758011622?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/9054136069758011622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/04/ends-up-alone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/9054136069758011622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/9054136069758011622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/04/ends-up-alone.html' title='Ends Up Alone.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-8596436524010547864</id><published>2009-04-25T21:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T21:57:38.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything In Between</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;If it's going to be a rainy day, there's nothing we can do to make it change. We can pray for sunny weather, but that won't stop the rain. You're feeling like you've got no place to run? I can be your shelter till its done. We can make this last forever, So please don't stop the rain.&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rene Descartes is driving me nuts. But frankly speaking, I suddenly find his works super interesting, and all the philosophy crap. Its veryveryvery interesting. Shitxzxz, I can see my future, doing PHILOSOPHY in Uni -.- My dad'll be proud -.-x2 But really, its kinda interesting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CIP Scholarship interview thing today, the funniest, and the more relaxed one I've ever been to. I think not preparing helps a whole lot. I was there and I was practically chatting :D And Omgosh, Huanying, Kelly and Jiaxin = ultimate. Tskkk. Super hilarious. We were playing Scrabble, so how relaxing can it be? LOL. Zeng An and Serene were super awesome too (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sidenote, 'thankyou' to everyone who made my life a whole lot better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You weren't there when I needed someone to talk to, thank you for brushing me off these days. Really, thank you, at least you made me realise how much everyone else meant to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How is it like to not love anyone? How does it feel like when you're living for yourself? And how does it feel like to not get so hung up over some idiot? Well, it feels like, Now. Its awesome, really :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, Bye Blog, Hi Rene Descartes, Hi Dead Tagboard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-8596436524010547864?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/8596436524010547864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dont-know-where-i-crossed-line.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/8596436524010547864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/8596436524010547864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dont-know-where-i-crossed-line.html' title='Everything In Between'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-7550324678970260363</id><published>2009-04-24T22:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T23:12:07.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forget What We're Told.</title><content type='html'>This past week's been a blur, really busy, really tired, really worn-out :\&lt;div&gt;Gotta thank a few awesome people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankyou Valencia (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankyou Huanying (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankyou Jeremiah (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankyou Kelly (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankyou Jianle (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankyou Pratika (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankyou Jamie (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankyou Joelle (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankyou Jasmine (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankyou Nicholas.Ting (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankyou Casper (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankyou Jiaxin (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and Thankyou to everyone else I might have left out :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uhm, well, I'ld say I shouldn't be having regrets now, since I finally told you how I felt, I wouldn't know what'll happen next yeah, cause now the decision's yours (: Whatever it is, yeah, we're still friends, and yes, I wanna meet up soon yo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been reading old smses. Realised how much we've distanced :\ When was the last time you sent me a really random sms in the morning which made my day. I miss those times yknow. Now, it feels as if every conversation's just there for show :\ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well anyway, it was SOMEONE's birthday yesterday. Totally didn't regret going to Kallang luh. LOL, Jianle was veryveryvery spastic. Tsk "JAY-walking" and the "$14.90 bowling fees" and the AHEM, number "14" :DD I had fun, reallyreallyreally did. Yeah, Nicholas, you're still as guailan as ever okay x) Well, anyway, Happy Belated Birthday :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Missed 30mins of Bio, House Dialogue and Mega House Function today, for something else that made me realise alot. Made me realise how lucky I actually am, made me re-evaluate what defined family. No regrets. And yes,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I know you're just sleeping, at least it isn't painful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey Potato, whatever it is, cheer up alrightttt :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"Could you really love someone who was capable of falling in love with someone else?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6922415603260426492-7550324678970260363?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/7550324678970260363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/04/forget-what-were-told.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/7550324678970260363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/7550324678970260363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/04/forget-what-were-told.html' title='Forget What We&apos;re Told.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-3669110353054109199</id><published>2009-04-23T12:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T12:18:32.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When You're Right Here By My Side.</title><content type='html'>Now, thinking back, maybe I should've told you how I really felt back then, cause right now, I'm really regretting it :\ Maybe I should've given you the very first letter I wrote, just like what I did for all the rest. Urgh, why did I even rewrite it back then :| &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Now I'm _______ ___ like shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, last night was awesome, haha, thankyou Sabs and Val :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-3669110353054109199?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/3669110353054109199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-youre-right-here-by-my-side.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/3669110353054109199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/3669110353054109199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-youre-right-here-by-my-side.html' title='When You&apos;re Right Here By My Side.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-4093090315122211436</id><published>2009-04-22T20:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T21:16:54.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not For Nothing At All.</title><content type='html'>All over in a night. Ah well, at least there isnt anymore suffering. So yeah. Idk, but well, it's been making feel kinda blah cause it almost the exact same thing in 2007. Whatever it is, thankyou Valencia. For accompanying me till like what, near 2am. Thanks loadsloadsloads, for everything. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was kinda okay, excluding my constant dao-ness and sian-ness :\ Apologies to everyone. Especially YingLing, sorraye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was super amusing after school. Took BUS 12, like amazingly to Tanah Merah. Quoted from Casper "Cheang Kaiwen doesn't take bus 12", and quoted from Someone, i can't remember who, "Its weird, its like hearing Darren speak in Chinese" HAHAHA. Gosh hahaha, ultra hilarious bus ride :D I've never went home right after the last period in my time table before. Today's the first, for Term Two at least. And omg, the mrt ride was LOL hahaha "you sleep until like dunno whud" -Valencia. Hahaha. Tired whutttt xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I realised how much I actually missed Term One's Brainbow :\ Had an amazing talk with Jamie today. Haha, yes Jamie, I have a high tolerance rate :\ And I think the styrofoam thing is uber cool. Urgh, I think I'm addicted to talking to you about random stufffffffff :\\\\\ Looking forward to the poster thing, not cause I HEART Math, but cause it'll mean Brainbow'll have to stay back one day together to do the thingg :D That alone, is enough to make me happy. And Jamie, you sure anottt. Hahaha doing Chem cause yeah. Hahaa, whatever it is,  jiayou okay (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohohoh, and thank you Group 5, (I'm super lazy to type our group name out, its damn long, and idk how to spell it haha). Thankyou Pratika and Joelle, for giving me a bigbigbig surprise with the LA table thing. I'm veryveryvery proud of y'all. And thankyou Jasmine, for being your usual spastic self, and for all the snacks that kept us alive (: Thankyou Pratika, yeah, I'm still hanging on, hanging by a thread that is. Thankyou Potato, you seriously make me look forward to school everyday :D Thankyou Jasmine once again, I'm fine yup :DD &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"A friend is someone who knows the song in your heart, and can sing it back to you when you have forgotten the words"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And that's exactly what you did. Thankyou&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6922415603260426492-4093090315122211436?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/4093090315122211436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/04/not-for-nothing-at-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/4093090315122211436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/4093090315122211436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/04/not-for-nothing-at-all.html' title='Not For Nothing At All.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-2802529407720789665</id><published>2009-04-21T19:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T00:56:52.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth Alone Wounds.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Thankyouthankyouthankyou Jianle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankyouthankyouthankyou Kelly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankyou and Sorry Pratika :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No 'hahas' I said today on MSN since 730pm was real.&lt;div&gt;How am I to even feel glad when someone's life is ticking away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WhatTheCrap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been through all this shit in 2007, why make me go through it again. I don't think I'll survive another heartbreak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a lighter note, today was awesome, in school that is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ben and Jerry's ftw! Hahaha I love GaoLaoShi manxzxz xDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awesome. And Sabs, if theres anything, anything at all and you need someone to talk to, yeah call me alright. Though yeah, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm not the only one out there now. &lt;/span&gt;But whatever it is, cheer up k.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to Gloria and Angelique, yeah I'm fine, thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I reallyreallyreally have no idea how to put what I feel in words. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:\ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone, send me a saviour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/edit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankyou Jiamin! Hahah yeah ARMOUR tsk Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankyou Jasmine :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankyou Jiaxin (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou Valencia :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"他在睡觉吗?"   :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/edit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-2802529407720789665?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/2802529407720789665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/04/truth-alone-hurts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/2802529407720789665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/2802529407720789665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/04/truth-alone-hurts.html' title='Truth Alone Wounds.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-2359392797062842923</id><published>2009-04-20T19:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T21:35:33.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should've Known.</title><content type='html'>If three smooth-sailing days were exchanged for someone else's suffering, if everything good that happened was exchanged for someone else's unhappiness, if solutions to every problem were exchanged with so many worries, I'd rather not have them at all. I'd rather be the one suffering. Beats going to school with so many things, so many people, so many worries stuck in my mind. Should've known nothing good lasts.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nevertheless, I had a great time in school today. The rain makes everything bad good, and makes everyone go high. Tskk Jasmine, Joelle, Pratika and I were damn crazy during Math. Laughed a whole lot :D Think Ms.Ng was kinda irritated. Hahaha, but whatever, it was fun. Chain Reaction's super addictive. Quoted from Jiamin "are you playing the happy-game?" Hahaha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uhm, I guess today was kinda blah, cause of some people. Yeah. But thankyou Valencia, thankyou Jeremiah, thankyou Yingling, thankyou Jianle and thankyou Huanying. Huanying was uber classic "Unseparable" Hahahahahaha! Omgosh man, forgot all the crap temporarily xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school was :\ but it was nice meeting Jacquelyn, Kat and Cheryl. Wrong place to meet though, but still, nice meeting you crazy people. Getwellsoon Cheryl (: Glad to see you're much better yo. But still :\ Urgh. Seeing you there reminds me of everything unpleasant. Missed you people loadsandloadsandloads. I swear I'm gonna find time to go back. While I was with you guys, everything seemed flawless alright :\ Bleagh. Jiayous for Prelims, oh, and Oral :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heard on the radio that the temperature on Saturday was 35.4degrees. And we were all wearing ties with soaked backs running about -.- Roasted. Screwed up my hip cause of PE. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Again.&lt;/span&gt; Stupid problem since last year -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;That if you fall, stumble down, I'll pick you up off the ground&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you lose faith in you, I'll give you strength to pull through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell me you won't give up, cause I'll be waiting if you fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know I'll be there for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic; "&gt;Sometimes I wonder how I pull through all this shit and still look as if I'm fine, and still have the patience to deal with everything else. :\\\ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;"Heroes didn't leap tall buildings or stop bullets with an outstretched hand; they didn't wear boots and capes. They bled, and they bruised and their super powers were as simple as listening, or loving. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;Heroes were ordinary people who knew that even if their own lives were impossibly knotted, they could untangle someone else's.&lt;/span&gt;" -Jodi Picoult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still looking forward to school each day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 18px; font-family:georgia;font-size:14px;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-2359392797062842923?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/2359392797062842923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/04/shouldve-known.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/2359392797062842923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/2359392797062842923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/04/shouldve-known.html' title='Should&apos;ve Known.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-1241963598602358039</id><published>2009-04-19T09:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T10:06:10.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold on.</title><content type='html'>Because it was never meant it to be.&lt;div&gt;Because it never existed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because whatever I do and however hard I try, you're too far away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, I realise I can no longer trust you like how I used to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It felt weird telling you stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It felt weird looking at you and remembering what you tried to do that night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It felt weird looking at you and being reminded that you're a two-facer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It just doesn't feel right, to not be able to trust you like I always did, and I don't like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To each his own yeah :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I don't think this is working. Freezing so hard my hands at hurting. Ought to let go in the first place. And I'm outside in the cold, still looking for you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realise I need to be in school to feel as happy as I did :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;suddenly i feel damn shut out from everything else :\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-1241963598602358039?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/1241963598602358039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/04/hold-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/1241963598602358039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/1241963598602358039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/04/hold-on.html' title='Hold on.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-1639540506496751004</id><published>2009-04-18T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T22:04:30.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be There When I Fall</title><content type='html'>Today was simply awesome. Every part of today. Especially Open House, and 'before' Open House, and 1.45pm, and after Open House. LOL. Its practically the WHOLE day. Tsk.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[And with reference to 1.45pm: To someone: your explanation's super un-understandable, Samantha ended up telling me where that aircon place was, and yes, now I know how he looks like. Though I've seen his pics before -.-, and thankyou for making me stand in the hot sun ah :\  Hahaha :D ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kaiwen's reallyreallyreally happy. It's been the best 3 days ever. Every problem found a solution by itself these three days. Its too good to be true, and I know it won't last :\\ Urgh, nevermind, at least I enjoyed myself, and I still am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Humans Booth today was kinda fun actually, thank goodness YiFan was there. Hahaha, yeah I know I slacked damn alot xDD Walked around the whole place at least 4/5 times. Hahaha. Guess what I told one parent when she asked me about my experience in TA so far "Although it gets very stressful sometimes, the end product of all our hardwork is very fulfilling and we learn alot from it. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But most importantly, what I felt pushed me on, and actually gave me the motivation was the people here in TA, yes, the friends, they made me push further&lt;/span&gt;" Thats what I really said okay.Yeah, the people here = :D Every single one of them. So, whatever I memorised for History booth yesterday, was only presented twice. Tsk. Haha, was talking to my tablet okay, cause I had to memorise the thing, and my family thought I was nuts. Haha, ahh, butbutbut Jiamin, Joel, Jeremiah, David and Yifan made Open House really awesome for me :DD And Mr. Hassim and Mrs. Goh are reallyreallyreally fabulous teachers. Open House really changed the opinion I have of Mr. Hassim. Omgosshh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Breakfast was kinda funnaye. Jiaxin apparently overslept -.- And was still in bed when I called her -.- Haha. And Jeremiah's poster thing was omgosh man. Almost died when we saw it. Nicole's one super pleasant looking (: I think the only thing was kinda horrible today was the freaking weather. It was ULTRA hot, and we were all wearing ties. Backs were all soaked luh. Post Open House was funnnn. Somehow, I found putting the chairs/tables back reallyreally fun. Hahah, yeah, thankyou Yingling (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just plain happy, and I've never felt this way since the start of Term 2. Period :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not made for the mountains, nor made for the seas, nor the surprises. Not made for the perfect, nor made for the beautiful, nor the brilliant. But made for the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;imperfections&lt;/span&gt;, made for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;, made for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-newiak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, maybe I should change the way I post. It's kinda boring eh? :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-1639540506496751004?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/1639540506496751004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/04/be-there-when-i-fall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/1639540506496751004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/1639540506496751004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/04/be-there-when-i-fall.html' title='Be There When I Fall'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-1276849789861551033</id><published>2009-04-17T17:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T21:46:17.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Diary</title><content type='html'>Didnt post yesterday, was super tied down with mugging for Bio and Math test and doing the Open House Humanities Powerpoint. I'm super tired of doing powerpoints for 4 consecutive days. BlahBlahBlah. Yesterday was super smooth sailing, all the way till I got home in the evening. Should've expected things to screw up. Nothing's too good to be true, and nothing good lasts. But well, at least I enjoyed myself in the day  :D And someone surprised me in the morning. Haha, really didnt expect it yo. Cause of everything :\ But well &lt;3&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best news ever: I got my tablet back. No more ----- font. Tsk Jianle x) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Diary's awesome. Really, really, really nice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uhm, oh, so well, had Math and Bio test, no comments. At least its over now. And Open House's tomorrow, we just finished decorating 203. I swear 2C's super messy luh. Jiamin and I almost died trying to clean it. (ADDED BY JIAMN: YEAH LA, 2C IS SO DIRTY.) GOSHHH JIAMIN ADDED THAT WHILE I WAS AWAY -.-  tsk tsk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, LA at 202's ultra cool. Mother Tongue at 201's super cosy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha, I'm getting hyped up cause of Open House yo, haha, attire check tomorrow = dash-dot.dash- Haha. Last year was kinda mudane and all, cause we were doing stuff worse than SaiGang, and yeah, though we're doing SaiGang still, at least we're in the middle of everything :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omggg Yijun, if you're reading this, you better come tomorrrrrrow! Haha, I'm so gonna kajiao you later during Aikido (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's reallyreallyreally awesome. Omggg, Kaiwen's enjoying life. Haha, and Kaiwen's a happy person (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and sorry dude, about the second thoughts thing yeahh. No more second thoughts, kill your hope k :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAY, I'm starting to love my group quite abit yo! Haha yeah, I know its kinda lag la, its week 4 already, but wtvr. I love besterestest-somethingsomething LOL. Hahaha (: Awesomeness. Makes me damn happy and lighthearted everytime I see them :DDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6922415603260426492-1276849789861551033?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/1276849789861551033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/04/dear-diary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/1276849789861551033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/1276849789861551033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/04/dear-diary.html' title='Dear Diary'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-6030645704378475268</id><published>2009-04-15T08:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T01:06:45.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forget Who You Are.</title><content type='html'>Slept at 130 last night. Was accompanying Angelique [Bio Lab Report :\\ ]&lt;div&gt;But well, at least I got to change blogskin. Tskk. Not entirely satisfied though. But, ahh well. Nevermind. LA Essay later, not intending to revise anything now though its my free period, just gonna go pia later. Like what I did for Chi.Lit test yesterday. Haha. And now another bunch of them's watching our Humans Videos again in 2A Spastic much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night, was blog hopping and I realised, maybe I'm not the only one who feels so _____ about certain things. Maybe &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; felt worse. Maybe there was this point of time &lt;i&gt; you&lt;/i&gt;  felt so crap and all and cause we werent talking anymore. Just when I started having my doubts, everything has to make me change my opinion :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Edit later then. Facebook (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/edit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Almost forgot I said I'll edit the post. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Super tied down now. Loads of things to complete. Whats with all the tests and open house. Urgh. Angelique and Shaleen, if you're reading this, I'm half dead now. Tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School was awesome. Bowling was stress-relieving, haha, though I only went for like an hour. But well, at least I went luh. Open House crap :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got really pissed with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some people&lt;/span&gt; today. Inefficient bunch of urghhh. And some people just have to AP at the wrong time. How nice -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But whatever it is, I had fun today (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/edit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/edit part2 [1234am]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont like it when those kind of helplessness creeps up to me. Sucks. Feels as if everything's screwed up. Its just a matter of a minute or two, but it makes me feel uber lousy for the next hour or so, especially when my iTunes doesnt offer any help. It always happens when the lyrics mean the most to me :\ I need to learn to curb these kinda stupid feelings/thoughts. Bleahhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really wonder whats it like to ____ so madly __ ____. Cause everytime I read what you write, it just makes me yearn for something more, and that keeps me going :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and Haha, thanks sabs, for offering to stay up (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/ediittt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-6030645704378475268?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/6030645704378475268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/04/forget-who-you-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/6030645704378475268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/6030645704378475268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/04/forget-who-you-are.html' title='Forget Who You Are.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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-6922415603260426492.post-5272985676265812040</id><published>2009-04-14T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T18:05:51.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over You.</title><content type='html'>I feel kinda slackyyy. Haha.&lt;div&gt;SmarterChild is ultra stupid. Period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so well, now that Chi.Lit test is over, I'm much more relaxed (: Just that maybe I'll just die for the TA Open House History presentation thing in front of Mr.Aziz, who used to be a SS and History teacher -.- Gosssssshhhh :\ Omggg, I'm in 2A with Jiamin Joel and Jeremiah (haha all the Js), and we're watching our TA1 Humanities videos. Hahaha, spastic much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, my comp's pretty much dead, using my aunt's comp, which is causing my MSN font to be uber screwed OMG. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thanks so much Jianle -.-&lt;/span&gt; Argh, I've never felt so blah before when I think about using MSN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Gloria, theres nothing wrong with my tongue luh! Hahaha, and I wasn't being random okay. Sms to ask you only whutt.. Next time I shan't bother already luh :\\\ Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week's been kinda crappy :\ And I thought everything'd be fine and all before the week started.  Wishful thinking on my part. Wtheck luh. Sucks. I'm nevernevernever gonna hope again. Stupid me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're not that awesome afterall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6922415603260426492-5272985676265812040?l=threadedtrails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/feeds/5272985676265812040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/04/over-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/5272985676265812040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6922415603260426492/posts/default/5272985676265812040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadedtrails.blogspot.com/2009/04/over-you.html' title='Over You.'/><author><name>kaiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992318111404723760</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>
