<?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-8883782</id><updated>2011-12-29T02:25:19.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>See Me On The Flipside</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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>260</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883782.post-5754951304777606699</id><published>2011-09-15T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T23:47:43.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somebody,&lt;br /&gt;Just,&lt;br /&gt;Kill,&lt;br /&gt;Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really had enough. This is prolonged torture. Did I do something so wrong my last life or what? So many times have I thought I hit rock-bottom, and then I find my life continuing down-slope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I've been losing my optimism for months, even years. Now, I don't even see my optimism any more. Where's the happy happy me, my friend asked. I'll tell you, it's gone. My happiness doesn't last no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing. I've been thinking. Everything has changed so drastically ever since. You can go on and on all about yourself, what about me? My voice is unheard. You're not even the right person I can talk to any more. I'm just back to my own self. With my thoughts and feelings bottled. Nobody to open it up to. I've been searching for a new friend for 3 years. I found nobody. And I feel like it's time for me to give it up, stop hoping, put things behind me, look ahead, and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did someone curse me or something? I just don't understand why I've been so damn unlucky. Life isn't quite at its worst yet, but it can certainly be much, much, much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone just.. bring me out of this &lt;strike&gt;pool of shit&lt;/strike&gt; mess.. please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 4pt;"&gt;Disclaimer: Please take my words in this post with a pinch of salt. I just needed somewhere to vent my frustrations. I apologise for offending someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I need a little more luck than a little bit&lt;br /&gt;'Cause every time I get stuck the words won't fit&lt;br /&gt;And every time I tried I get tongue tied&lt;br /&gt;I need a little good luck to get me by&lt;br /&gt;I need a little more help than a little bit&lt;br /&gt;Like the perfect one word no one's heard yet&lt;br /&gt;'Cause every time I tried I get tongue tied&lt;br /&gt;I need a little good luck to get me by this time&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-5754951304777606699?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/5754951304777606699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=5754951304777606699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5754951304777606699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5754951304777606699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2011/09/somebody-just-kill-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-2600535085191331470</id><published>2011-09-11T02:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T02:33:50.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been some time since I last saw the 0912Bians. So I quickly agreed to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gathering was held at Nadia's new condo. We ended up in Nadia's house due to the slight drizzle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing has really changed much about them, perhaps just in their appearances. Khai Jhin is still his old self, Guo Xi and Xue Qin still together, Fatin still the orderly in charge, just to say a few. It's just that there were new topics to talk about now, as we all moved into a new phase of life - university life and army life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess 0912B will always be 0912B huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a lot, a lot of food brought to share, mostly home-cooked. We didn't manage to finish all those food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we did engage in long conversations; so many things to share after 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played some games like Truth or Dare, everyone taking turns at it. We all learned new things about each other. We also played this game in which we tell 3 things, and everyone must guess the lie within the 3 statements. Through that, we really got to know a lot of funny (and really weird)things about one another. It was really a good catching up session. I had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I only realised, I did miss my class after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Platoon barbeque at Punggol Park. I came late, having met my old friends in the afternoon. I spent a lot of time talking from person to person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I find that, we still lack some cohesion. Not all of us though, there are people from each clique that can mix well with another. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bbq had just the typical, not that I'm actually complaining. But what I saw was bored faces, sian faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What our platoon really lacks is energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the rest of the time playing card games.. but now I wish a little that I was rather having long conversations with friends. Well at least I had more socializing time with my platoon mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun with my old friends, my new friends. Whether I really like them or not, they'll still be those who'd be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been really long since I was truly happy. I felt it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Before I run far away&lt;br /&gt;I need to take a holiday&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's a fall from grace&lt;br /&gt;I gotta find a new place&lt;br /&gt;A holiday&lt;br /&gt;I'll set off on a new chase&lt;br /&gt;I gotta find a new face&lt;br /&gt;I need to take a holiday&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-2600535085191331470?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/2600535085191331470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=2600535085191331470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/2600535085191331470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/2600535085191331470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2011/09/its-been-some-time-since-i-last-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-5904275139648778588</id><published>2011-08-12T01:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T01:12:19.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have I done something wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know things have been hard. I know you've been enduring for a long time. I know you've been suffering in silence. I know you're hiding your feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I don't know what you're thinking any more. I don't know how you feel, what you're feeling any more. I don't know what I have been doing right, I don't know what I've done wrong, what I've been doing wrong. I don't understand you any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've changed. And you would not let me know. You didn't want to hurt me and rather take all the hurt yourself? Truth hurts; it gets worse to hide it. I'm not blaming you, because I have not even put myself in your shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bright, cold silver moon&lt;br /&gt;Tonight alone in my room&lt;br /&gt;You were here just yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Slight turn of the head&lt;br /&gt;Eyes down when you said&lt;br /&gt;I guess I need my life to change&lt;br /&gt;Seems like some things just aren't the same&lt;br /&gt;What could I say?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-5904275139648778588?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/5904275139648778588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=5904275139648778588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5904275139648778588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5904275139648778588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2011/08/have-i-done-something-wrong-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-5582451455840059191</id><published>2011-04-30T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T23:04:44.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When you've got two hours to spare at six in the morning in Tekong, you take the advantage of the wonderful scenery of Tekong. You don't just sit in the bunk and wait for time to pass. You get up, get out of the bunk to the corridor, and watch the sky turn bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wonder when was the last time I watched a sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bright circular spot of orange, surrounded by faint orange, hiding behind dark blue rain clouds, just at the level of the tallest tree in the distance. A layer of morning dew covered everything below the morning Sun. Gentle breeze lightly brushed past my skin. I watched as the Sun climbed over the canopy of trees and grew more and more yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspiring music played from the portable speakers; it just makes you want to do nothing and sit there and watch the world go by:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wish I could share&lt;br /&gt;All the love that's in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Remove all the bars that keep us apart&lt;br /&gt;And I wish you could know how it is to be me&lt;br /&gt;Then you'd see and agree that every man should be free.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leaned on the ledge, and just watched the sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful sunrise. The world may be your private torture chamber; despite that, the world's still beautiful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-5582451455840059191?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/5582451455840059191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=5582451455840059191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5582451455840059191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5582451455840059191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2011/04/when-youve-got-two-hours-to-spare-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-9168516593534339811</id><published>2011-04-22T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T21:21:33.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Larzz - When I Am Gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hold you close and kiss your lips&lt;br /&gt;Can I not hold with tighter grip?&lt;br /&gt;Can I not stay for one more day?&lt;br /&gt;Well even that will go away&lt;br /&gt;And I just want to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each move you make is a memory&lt;br /&gt;Each word you speak is a melody&lt;br /&gt;Each tear you cry is a reason why&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard now to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Each breathe you take is a gift to me&lt;br /&gt;Each kiss you give is an endless dream&lt;br /&gt;Each touch from you burns like the sun&lt;br /&gt;Will you still burn when I am gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here hold my hand before I go&lt;br /&gt;And hear my song when you're alone&lt;br /&gt;Here take this kiss and hold it close&lt;br /&gt;Here hold my heart till I get home&lt;br /&gt;And I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each move you make is a memory&lt;br /&gt;Each word you speak is a melody&lt;br /&gt;Each tear you cry is a reason why&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard now to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Each breathe you take is a gift to me&lt;br /&gt;Each kiss you give is an endless dream&lt;br /&gt;Each touch from you burns like the sun&lt;br /&gt;Will you still burn when I am gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you still burn when I am gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and I can see you&lt;br /&gt;I hear your voice and I can feel you&lt;br /&gt;I'm away but I'm not gone&lt;br /&gt;We're apart but not alone&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and I can see you&lt;br /&gt;I hear your voice and I can feel you&lt;br /&gt;I'm away but I'm not gone&lt;br /&gt;We're apart but we are not alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each move you make is a memory&lt;br /&gt;Each word you speak is a melody&lt;br /&gt;Each tear you cry is a reason why&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard now to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Each breathe you take is a gift to me&lt;br /&gt;Each kiss you give is an endless dream&lt;br /&gt;Each touch from you burns like the sun&lt;br /&gt;Will you still burn when I am gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Will you still burn when I am gone?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-9168516593534339811?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/9168516593534339811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=9168516593534339811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/9168516593534339811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/9168516593534339811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2011/04/larzz-when-i-am-gone-i-hold-you-close.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-6567734417159019080</id><published>2011-02-20T03:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T03:23:16.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah.. can't sleep. I havent really been sleeping well recently, I don't really know why either. I fell asleep at 5am for the past two nights, I'm afraid I'm afraid I might do the same tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because it's two weeks before my enlistment. Only two weeks. At the same time I am also worried about my results, though much less than ns itself. It's just too fast, two weeks left. I still have things I want to do so badly. But just like the two tries, I can only hope for the best, hope for good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz. Life just sucks now. I'm really only happy when I am happy about that one thing, forgetting about the nine other things that would make me sad. Yeah, of course I often fail miserably. Not consoled that I have only made it past two years of the four years of torment, and hopefully not another four years as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Wish myself good luck. I'll need it. Crucially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This night is sparkling, don't you let it go&lt;br /&gt;I'm wonderstruck, blushing all the way home&lt;br /&gt;I'll spend forever wondering if you knew&lt;br /&gt;I was enchanted to meet you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-6567734417159019080?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/6567734417159019080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=6567734417159019080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/6567734417159019080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/6567734417159019080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2011/02/ah.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-1299158697953186180</id><published>2011-02-02T01:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T01:39:45.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So hard....But mustn't give up!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Maybe it's time for miracles.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-1299158697953186180?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/1299158697953186180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=1299158697953186180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/1299158697953186180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/1299158697953186180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2011/02/so-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-6817112504951118017</id><published>2011-01-25T03:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T18:20:43.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>January the 25th. The 393rd day. 3am in the morning, I was trying but still failing to visit slumberland. And during such sleepless nights, do you realise a lot more than you already know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every passing day was actually painful. One day closer to the starting of "physical torment", one day closer to the discovery of the yield of the sown seeds, and even more importantly, one less chance to the one thing that could make me suffer less. I dread having to follow orders all day long; I fear my crops being ruined by weed; and I fear having to wait. Waiting is painful, I was reminded again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes, and the image assembled in my head. The face of fair and smooth skin, those eyes that concave downwards, those pink, thin lips that seemed to greet me everytime I see them, and those slightly wavy, long hair that had a scent hard to forget. And that gentle smile that tells you that the beautiful girl is safely asleep, wandering the wonders of land only limited by imagination. Often, I've been caught roaming around in her streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were the only times I was right next to her. Physically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ponder about this; were all the investments I have put in going to promise me anything? They came with gigantic price-tags. Yet, it feels like it was the only reason I am pushing on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that happened seven months ago, I remember so vividly, that I could recite in greatest details of each event. It was a whole new experience. Something that was wonderful. Something worth remembering, even if it were gone. It was then when we first met; the adrenaline you get is one-of-a-kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I also remembered how I first heard you cry after I set for home. Something that hits your heart and say, you will hold on to this special relationship. Regardlessly. "Nothing will stop the pair if you both choose to make it work," I recall from comparing our horoscope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that I hugged my pillow tight, wishing it was you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-6817112504951118017?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/6817112504951118017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=6817112504951118017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/6817112504951118017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/6817112504951118017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883782.post-5029470919005904301</id><published>2010-12-24T22:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T22:07:13.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I be lonely on Christmas, and till the end of 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wish you were here.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't have anyone at home to talk you&lt;br /&gt;And you don't have anything to do&lt;br /&gt;So I'll spend my Christmas with you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-5029470919005904301?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883782.post-599936064984473780</id><published>2010-12-21T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T21:12:24.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is the same as remembering what you have lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;When your friends are out to play&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You keep loneliness at bay &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-599936064984473780?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/599936064984473780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=599936064984473780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/599936064984473780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/599936064984473780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2010/12/it-is-same-as-remembering-what-you-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-374922732016530051</id><published>2010-12-19T01:04:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T01:14:35.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>6 Dec; Met up with Tsoi, Jiakai and Judah at 9pm, and we got on the bus around 9.30. Our seats were separated two a pair and two single seats; I sat with Judah in the pair seats. Had a nice talk with Judah during the first part of the trip. Shared thoughts and opinions haha. Insightful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After through all the custom immigrations, we could use the video system provided for each of us! Pretty cool stuff, they have games, music (lol but no songs in it!), movies! I watched Avatar, considering that I missed the movie while it was in theatres. It's a great movie :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat looking out the window for the rest of the ride; with a thousand thoughts running through my head. Yes I love quiet night-bus rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Detailed thoughts of our first day. Nostalgia from sitting on a coach.&lt;br /&gt;Miss you.&lt;br /&gt;and thank you for your prayers for our safety :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriving at Genting Highlands at 3am, it was really cold! Walked around the place, and settled for breakfast (at 5am lol) at KFC. The peace and quiet is awesome. Walked around somemore and we just sat down at Macs and played cards there lol. Everybody's exhausted; we're all highly sleep-deprived lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got up to check out the cable cars at 7+, to check out the prices and make sure it wasnt under renovation. We went outdoors - rooftop of the carpark - and wow, did we get an awesome scenery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were sandwiched between two layers of clouds; one layer of white clouds so thick you cant see through them, and one thin layer above us. We can see clouds cover parts of buildings. It is just awesome to be above the clouds, literally! The breeze was wonderful as well, cool but not chilly. We took a few pictures there, took us more than 30 minutes perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs390.ash2/66795_467060917724_672567724_5633966_7445309_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs390.ash2/66795_467060917724_672567724_5633966_7445309_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 8px; text-align: center;"&gt;Epic.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We settled for the cable cars at 8am. More wonderful sceneries, this time from mid-air! The cable car drives us downwards slowly, taking perhaps 20 mins. More pictures were taken in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1191.snc4/154352_467062862724_672567724_5633993_4844496_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1191.snc4/154352_467062862724_672567724_5633993_4844496_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 8px; text-align: center;"&gt;"*with Tatyan's accent* uhh~"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We see more of greeneries actually. Perhaps hills as well, and buildings high and away from us, and buildings below and getting nearer to us. It was also awesome to travel through the thick white clouds; you watch smoke-like particles drift past you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got off at the stop, walked around, and be back to go back up in 5 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited at the lobby for our hotel room key.. And we fell asleep waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got up from our hotel rooms at 11.30am. We had lunch at the food court...which was totally overpriced. Service sucks, and it was really chaotic. I haven't seen food prices that are all above fast food prices? Scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had two games of bowling afterwards. Looks like the four of us bowl together a lot huh? Actually plus Kevin as well but......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to get tix for Rapunzel, at RM12, for a night movie :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we ta pao-ed a large and a regular pizza into our hotel room and we parteh-ed LOL. Delicious, fragent pizzas accompanied by poker cards and uno cards.. haha. Sumptuous dinner much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a chat session after again. I love friendly chat sessions haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rapunzel is a nice movie! Very comical lol. I just love the horse LOL. It's not a movie that's too short as well; in fact a little long, but it's still a must watch movie :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We returned to our room, played cards a while more, and turned in for an action-packed next day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was, unfortunately, raining when we got up at 7am. Judah said it had been raining since about 6am. I jumped right into Tsoi and Jiakai's beds and wake them up lol! Tsoi, Judah and I went for breakfast, and Jiakai would sleep in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Marybrown for breakfast. And we watched activity around the indoor theme park start at about 7.30am. I can't remember what I had but I was still hungry after breakfast. So we got some instant noodles and went back to the hotel, waiting for the rain to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three of us had a listening-to-music session at our room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Boom, boom, boom&lt;br /&gt;Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon&lt;br /&gt;It's always been inside of you, you, you&lt;br /&gt;And now it's time to let it through&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the rain stopped at about 10am, we woke Jiakai up and head out for the outdoor theme park. Played the Go-cart first, and spinning, swinging thing as well. Marybrown for lunch again. It started raining. In the end we wasted over an hour waiting for the rain to stop. So we went to play pool, for over an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain did stop after we finished our game of pool. We went back for another round of Go-cart, and headed for dinner at KFC. Yes, we ate tons of unhealthy food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for a round of roller coaster. Then we went for this water bumper boat thing. It's the bumper cars game on water lol. You get to drive these motored boats and bump into other's boats. And it's fun! Splashing fun hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when we finished that the outdoor theme park was closing. We got more instant noodles and went back to our hotel room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We taught Tsoi how to play bridge; it was no doubt a difficult job, but also due to different play styles. I taught them the memory game as well. And we played right up till 3.30am, and everyone's exhausted, and turned in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got up at 11.30am, packed up, had pizza for lunch again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept the first half of the return trip, tried to play their video game on the bus, and just stared outside when the sky was turning dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I remember Tsoi's relentless line, "'Tis quite fun, huh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs393.ash2/67116_467060977724_672567724_5633967_687578_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs393.ash2/67116_467060977724_672567724_5633967_687578_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[credits to Tsoi for all pictures.&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each move you make is a memory&lt;br /&gt;Each word you speak is a melody&lt;br /&gt;Each tear you cry is a reason why&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard now to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Each breathe you take is a gift to me&lt;br /&gt;Each kiss you give is an endless dream&lt;br /&gt;Each touch from you burns like the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Will you still burn when I am gone?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-374922732016530051?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/374922732016530051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=374922732016530051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/374922732016530051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/374922732016530051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2010/12/6-dec-met-up-with-tsoi-jiakai-and-judah.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-2263733300470297915</id><published>2010-12-15T03:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T03:27:32.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been eventful since my 18th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 Nov; Met Hong, Bert and Judah got fishing in the morning. Just a quick near 2 hours session. Had 1 catch I think? Caught a bigger one again haha. Lunch at Thai Express; cost split such that Bert and Judah treats both of us and Hong and I treat each other as well. The food's good, better than I actually expected. Thanks Hong, Bert, Judah! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a LAN session with the 4Faith clique in the afternoon, and had dinner at 日本村. The food's not bad, quite filling as well, but it is quite expensive. Must have been quite a lot of the rest to treat Oliver and I for dinner. Thanks Kenneth, Leslie, Leon, Sing Hau, Barry, Jien Li, and Oliver for dinner and a present! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to everyone who wished me a happy birthday! Over 70 of you :) And Charmian for wishing twice lol :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 Nov; Dinner with Huimei, Jose, Jianwei and Victoria at Northpoint. Met up with Qiuhui and caught Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows (Part 1) as well. I guess it's not too bad, except that I can't really judge it if it's only half the story. I didn't read the book for this series, but at least I read almost every other book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 Nov; Oliver, Hong and Bert came over in the afternoon to help me install Diablo 2...Best friends' company is awesome :) After that Bert went home while we met up with Man and friends for dinner at Pizza Hut. 3 pizzas as usual; a treat for Hong and I. Thanks Hong, Oliver, Bert, Shu En, Man, Ying Shiang, Hex and Aaron! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Dec; 0912B Class Outing. Unsurprisingly, the entire class is late, with Harb and I being first to reach (5 mins late lol). Got to Sentosa and eventually the beach. Played ball a little, and we all ended up the waters haha, all except Sufyan. And of course we were trying to toss him into the waters! Played *cheating* Captain's Ball in the waters. Game failed lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We changed and played a little game. The package goes round in the circle, and when the music stops, the person holding onto the package unwraps a layer and does the dare. The game finishes when the package is fully unwrapped to the present underneath. The best dare was Sufyan's pole dance; Rat as the pole! Oh and I owe Xueqin an icecream haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skyride + Luge. The Skyride is just a bench hanging in midair (passengers safely secured of course). Your slippers could drop off anytime lol. A quick 5 mins ride uphill. Luge is a Go-cart except it doesnt run on motor! Gravity effects, hehe. Sped all the way and even almost tipped over lol. That's fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch at KFC, and the class surprises me with Nadia's home-made chocolate confectionery with M&amp;Ms on top! It's not bad at all haha. Thanks 0912B :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Dec; Gym session with Shu En and Ying Shiang. First time at a public gym. Ah, I have so much training to do :/ and I'm running out of time. Tried not to overtrain at the gym; I haven't exercised in months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 Dec; Grad Night. Well actually it wasn't good, overall. Normal food, or perhaps a little below hotel standard, lousy events. The best part of Grad Night was the dance performance by our Dance group? Haha, what fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out drinking with Guoxi, Rat and Xueqin after Grad Night. Walked for almost an hour in search, initially, of The Butter Factory, but we pretty much figured it'd be too crowded. So we went to the nearby Helitop. Had lime margarita; it tastes great! Although the taste of alcohol wasn't really there haha. Rat and Guoxi had quite a few drinks. And while Xueqin steals sips from Guoxi's glass, it appears that Guoxi and Xueqin are almost drunk? Haha. Awesome night :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hold you close and kiss your lips&lt;br /&gt;Can I not hold with tighter grip?&lt;br /&gt;Can I not stay for one more day?&lt;br /&gt;Well even that will go away&lt;br /&gt;And I just want to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hanging by a thread of hope.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-2263733300470297915?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/2263733300470297915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=2263733300470297915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/2263733300470297915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/2263733300470297915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-been-eventful-since-my-18th.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-5662030405120781688</id><published>2010-11-16T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T23:50:24.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Taylor Swift - Enchanted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There I was again tonight forcing laughter, faking smiles&lt;br /&gt;Same old tired, lonely place&lt;br /&gt;Walls of insincerity&lt;br /&gt;Shifiting eyes and vancancy vanished when I saw your face&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is it was enchanting to meet you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes whispered "have we met?"&lt;br /&gt;Across the room your silhouette starts to make it's way to me&lt;br /&gt;The playful conversation starts&lt;br /&gt;Counter all your quick remarks like passing notes in secrecy&lt;br /&gt;And it was enchanting to meet you&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is I was enchanted to meet you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This night is sparkling, don't you let it go&lt;br /&gt;I'm wonderstruck, blushing all the way home&lt;br /&gt;I'll spend forever wondering if you knew&lt;br /&gt;I was enchanted to meet you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lingering question kept me up&lt;br /&gt;2am, who do you love?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder till I'm wide awake&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm pacing back and forth, wishing you were at my door&lt;br /&gt;I'd open up and you would say,&lt;br /&gt;It was enchanting to meet you&lt;br /&gt;All I know is I was enchanted to meet you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This night is sparkling, don't you let it go&lt;br /&gt;I'm wonderstruck, blushing all the way home&lt;br /&gt;I'll spend forever wondering if you knew&lt;br /&gt;This night is flawless, don't you let it go&lt;br /&gt;I'm wonderstruck, dancing around all alone&lt;br /&gt;I'll spend forever wondering if you knew&lt;br /&gt;I was enchanted to meet you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me praying that this was the very first page&lt;br /&gt;Not where the story line ends&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts will echo your name until I see you again&lt;br /&gt;These are the words I held back as I was leaving too soon&lt;br /&gt;I was enchanted to meet you&lt;br /&gt;Please don't be in love with someone else&lt;br /&gt;Please don't have somebody waiting on you&lt;br /&gt;Please don't be in love with someone else&lt;br /&gt;Please don't have somebody waiting on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This night is sparkling, don't you let it go&lt;br /&gt;I'm wonderstruck, blushing all the way home&lt;br /&gt;I'll spend forever wondering if you knew&lt;br /&gt;This night is flawless, don't you let it go&lt;br /&gt;I'm wonderstruck, dancing around all alone&lt;br /&gt;I'll spend forever wondering if you knew&lt;br /&gt;I was enchanted to meet you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't be in love with someone else&lt;br /&gt;Please don't have somebody waiting on you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-5662030405120781688?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/5662030405120781688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=5662030405120781688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5662030405120781688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5662030405120781688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2010/11/taylor-swift-enchanted-there-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-7149351708678387296</id><published>2010-10-01T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T00:15:01.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>22 September, is the first time I join the "Skype gang" for an outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joined the rest at Yishun at 4.30pm, kind of a last minute decision to join them for a bowling session. To our disappointment the bowling centre at Safra Yishun had to be 'closed till 1 November'! Great.. Considered pool but needed membership, arcade was so small and crappy... So we ended up going to the "nearby" community centre and played basketball.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of exhausted all ourselves over a rather equal match of basketball. It's been a while since I last played basketball! Fun, just tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner at Northpoint, Kevin headed home first, while the rest of us decided (since it was Mid-Autumn Festival) to play candles (LOL relive childhood FTW~)! So we got to the Marsiling area, with the intention to jio Jeremy since he hasnt been out with us for a long time. Well it failed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we got 6 packs of candles, and a box of sparklers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Settling on a playground with swings, we started a designing session with candles.. We all made our own patterns and messages, got snapshots of it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little did we really expect, Kevin could join us for the night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were tossing sparklers.. playing a game of who blows out the most candles... who can swing the highest.... and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Zhen Kai had to leave, the rest of us stayed and had a sharing session. That lasted for almost 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We entered the mood I love the most, that mood perfect for sharing stories. Yeah I enjoyed the whole session altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That marks the end of my first outing with you guys. Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not expecting anything less, we found ourselves out the next day again. And this time we were really bowling. HomeTeamNS, Bukit Gombak. Oh, I think the rates are cheap there, $2.60 a game. We played 2 games, whereby Jia Kai gets the best score by scoring a strike and a spare O:. Well, I'm happy with my one strike xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rained while we were on our way to the table-tennis court (at.. where again?), had to sprint for shelter in the very heavy rain xD! We played for about 1.5 hours, everyone was pretty much getting real bored lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Returned home after the session. Maybe it was a waste that everyone had to return early that day. Wasn't as awesome as the day before, but ah, it still does the job of socialising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I found myself friends after then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a gain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so many wars we fought&lt;br /&gt;There's so many things we're not&lt;br /&gt;But with what we have&lt;br /&gt;I promise you that&lt;br /&gt;We're marchin' on&lt;br /&gt;We're marchin' on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all of the plans we've made&lt;br /&gt;There isn't a flag I'd wave&lt;br /&gt;Don't care where we've been&lt;br /&gt;I'd sink us to swim&lt;br /&gt;We're marchin' on&lt;br /&gt;We're marchin' on&lt;br /&gt;We're marchin' on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-7149351708678387296?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/7149351708678387296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=7149351708678387296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/7149351708678387296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/7149351708678387296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2010/01/22-september-is-first-time-i-join-skype.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-4694547840233807497</id><published>2010-09-10T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T19:21:57.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stressssszcxsxczscxzc....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 months!! Or worry about 3 days first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who else's going crazy now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I know how&lt;br /&gt;To make them stop and stare as I zone out&lt;br /&gt;The club can't even handle me right now&lt;br /&gt;Watchin' you watchin' me I go all out&lt;br /&gt;The club can't even handle me right now&lt;br /&gt;The club can't even handle me right now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-4694547840233807497?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/4694547840233807497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=4694547840233807497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/4694547840233807497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/4694547840233807497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2010/09/stressssszcxsxczscxzc.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-2550235328921518567</id><published>2010-07-30T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T21:54:14.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is that how you intend to treat them? Buy their hearts to play, and toss them aside when you get bored?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typical guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-2550235328921518567?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/2550235328921518567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=2550235328921518567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/2550235328921518567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/2550235328921518567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2010/07/is-that-how-you-intend-to-treat-them.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-7158190299183059643</id><published>2010-07-29T23:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T23:51:09.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Miranda Cosgrove - Kissin' U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sparks fly, it's like electricity&lt;br /&gt;I might die when I forget How to breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get closer and there's nowhere &lt;br /&gt;In this world I'd rather be&lt;br /&gt;Time stops &lt;br /&gt;Like everything around me Is frozen&lt;br /&gt;And nothing matters but these&lt;br /&gt;Few moments when you open &lt;br /&gt;My mind to things I've never seen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when I'm kissin' u My senses come alive&lt;br /&gt;Almost like the puzzle piece I've been trying to find&lt;br /&gt;Falls right into place, You're all that it takes&lt;br /&gt;My doubts fade away When I'm kissin' u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm kissin' u It all starts making sense&lt;br /&gt;And all the questions I've been asking in my head&lt;br /&gt;Like are you the one, Should I really trust&lt;br /&gt;Crystal clear it becomes When I'm kissin' u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past loves, they never got really far&lt;br /&gt;Walls of, picture I've got in my heart&lt;br /&gt;And I promised I wouldn't do this&lt;br /&gt;'Till I knew it was right for me&lt;br /&gt;But no one, &lt;br /&gt;No guy that I met before&lt;br /&gt;Could make me &lt;br /&gt;Feel so right and secure&lt;br /&gt;And have you noticed I lose my focus&lt;br /&gt;And the world around me disappears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when I'm kissin' u My senses come alive&lt;br /&gt;Almost like the puzzle piece I've been trying to find&lt;br /&gt;Falls right into place, You're all that it takes&lt;br /&gt;My doubts fade away When I'm kissin' u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm kissin' u It all starts making sense&lt;br /&gt;And all the questions I've been asking in my head&lt;br /&gt;Like are you the one, Should I really trust&lt;br /&gt;Crystal clear it becomes When I'm kissin' u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt nothing like this&lt;br /&gt;You're making me open up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No point even trying to fight this&lt;br /&gt;It kinda' feels like it's love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when I'm kissin' u My senses come alive&lt;br /&gt;Almost like the puzzle piece I've been trying to find&lt;br /&gt;Falls right into place, You're all that it takes&lt;br /&gt;My doubts fade away When I'm kissin' u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm kissin' u It all starts making sense&lt;br /&gt;And all the questions I've been asking in my head&lt;br /&gt;Like are you the one, Should I really trust&lt;br /&gt;Crystal clear it becomes When I'm kissin' u&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-7158190299183059643?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/7158190299183059643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=7158190299183059643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/7158190299183059643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/7158190299183059643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2010/07/miranda-cosgrove-kissin-u-sparks-fly.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-2931848799217596081</id><published>2010-07-07T22:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T23:00:25.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Looks like prelim 1 is over. Overjoyed? Hmm, maybe temporary. I'm not expecting marvelous results. So thankful I could sleep last night, even though not so well. I still sort of can't believe I slept for only almost 2 hours for the Econs and Maths paper. I survived writing for 6 hours that day. And 6 hours 15 minutes today. Hand ache!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, seriously, I don't recall having finished a Maths paper with this (low) confidence. In fact, I didn't finish. I hope I can retain my A..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, being unable to sleep is one of the most troublesome things in your life. Ever realised that the most common reason is that you carry thousands of thoughts to bed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need to worry about sleep tonight, no school tomorrow yay! I should still sleep early so as not to let my b(l)od(d)y clock readjust itself again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why my mood is undergoing some simple harmonic motion.. Is it the stress kicking in? Someone told me, there are two possible periods of having the most stress - prelim 1, or before A levels. One who tries to prepare himself for prelim 1 will feel the most intensive stress around this period, where one is trying to consolidate all learning. One who only starts working hard after prelim 1, or before A levels, well, obviously only feel the stress then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am thinking, it is easier to keep consistent studying than to try and consolidate everything at the last minute. That's why I motivated myself to study now. This never fails.. right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, anybody?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you can't carry on,&lt;br /&gt;When the road's way too long&lt;br /&gt;Know that you're not alone&lt;br /&gt;I can carry you home&lt;br /&gt;If you hold on tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-2931848799217596081?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/2931848799217596081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=2931848799217596081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/2931848799217596081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/2931848799217596081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2010/07/looks-like-prelim-1-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-2931656654113419972</id><published>2010-06-29T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T23:48:26.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Being unable to fall asleep is one of the worst things to happen, especially before two 3-hour papers!! It was terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the yesterday's paper I took a 3-hour nap. Then studied to about 12.30am, went to bed at 1am. And I just lied there for hours..and hours.. Even got up to study for another hour. Yeah but I still couldn't sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end I was just sitting on my bed, looking out at the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Looking out at the sky brings back memories.. Such as sitting at the beach past midnight and spotting a shooting star.. And time alone with close ones.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just sat there, listening to some music, drafting a letter at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end I just lied down, and I watched the moon gradually shifting itself minute by minute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I remember loving lonely night times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally I fell asleep at 5am, with only less than 2 hours of sleep to catch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think I survived 6 hours worth of papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm exhausted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me&lt;br /&gt;And just forget the world?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-2931656654113419972?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/2931656654113419972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=2931656654113419972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/2931656654113419972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/2931656654113419972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2010/06/being-unable-to-fall-asleep-is-one-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-5813430337189188356</id><published>2010-06-04T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T21:06:41.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg, am I going to be able to finish studying for everything by this holiday? I seem to be lacking far behind. Been trying to study but apparently I'm too slow lol. Time to really pick up the pace...! I've got high expectations for Prelim 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But meanwhile I shall enjoy my 4 days overseas. Yeah, making the best out of it. Much to check on the checklist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I was there on the day &lt;br /&gt;They sold the cause for the queen, &lt;br /&gt;And when  the lights all went out &lt;br /&gt;We watched our lives on the screen. &lt;br /&gt;I hate the  ending myself, &lt;br /&gt;But it started with an alright scene.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-5813430337189188356?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/5813430337189188356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=5813430337189188356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5813430337189188356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5813430337189188356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2010/06/omg-am-i-going-to-be-able-to-finish.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-6248727365027637587</id><published>2010-05-27T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T23:53:36.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>June break! All set to mug at full force. I have 3 free weeks to do so. *determined to score more As*&lt;br /&gt;Happy that there are things to look forward to during the June holidays! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circle me and the needle moves gracefully back and forth&lt;br /&gt;If my heart was a compass you'd be North&lt;br /&gt;Risk it all 'cause I'll catch you if you fall wherever you go&lt;br /&gt;If my heart was a house you'd be home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-6248727365027637587?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/6248727365027637587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=6248727365027637587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/6248727365027637587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/6248727365027637587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2010/05/june-break-all-set-to-mug-at-full-force.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-8725852159048299746</id><published>2010-05-03T00:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T00:31:25.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Such massive thing has happened. Something that undoubtedly impacted so many so greatly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's precious, treasure it well while it still lasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we all know he has moved on to heaven, we won't forget him. Our dear classmate. Rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I never knew, till now, that it could impact me so much. I may not have been the closest to him, yet it deeply affects me. I can't imagine what would happen if it happened to someone closer. And with all the added stress from studies, I really felt like breaking down just now. But we've all gotta move on too. So I've cooled down now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I really owe such big thanks to my dearest gf.. I owe her so much for this. She relentlessly supported me throughout, trying her really best to keep me happy. Sorry for being unable to recover immediately. I try to keep you happy as much as I can too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I love her. I'm so proud (and flattered) to be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitsumeteitai itsumo tomaranai toki no naka&lt;br /&gt;Fuan o tsubusu you ni tada te o tsunagu&lt;br /&gt;Mamotte itai itsumo naita kao mo zenbu&lt;br /&gt;Yubisaki de tashikameru you ni tada te o tsunagu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-8725852159048299746?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/8725852159048299746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=8725852159048299746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/8725852159048299746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/8725852159048299746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2010/05/such-massive-thing-has-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-4497478098691319671</id><published>2010-04-22T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T23:24:25.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bloody stress. That all suddenly started to build up since Monday. Yeah, all thanks to the FUNNY way of allocating different students to different groups. And the unfairness that I'm in REAP while I really shouldn't even belong there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't keep working at this stress. It will lead me to my goals but the stress level is obviously beyond optimal level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so exhausted before I sleep, I wake up still feeling exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED A BREAK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I don't even have the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. These aren't the only reasons I'm troubled. Haven't had a nice long talk since saome time. Intolerably. And I am wasting way too much time waiting and waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;to receive warmth is blissful, to wait is painful.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;please sleep well or I can't either.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I need a break. A long break away from the stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now when am I free?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you are the one, the one that lies close to me&lt;br /&gt;Whisper's "Hello, I've missed you quite terribly"&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love, in love with you suddenly&lt;br /&gt;Now there's no place else I could be but here in your arms&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-4497478098691319671?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/4497478098691319671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=4497478098691319671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/4497478098691319671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/4497478098691319671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2010/04/bloody-stress.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-2546033189680303272</id><published>2010-04-17T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T00:37:49.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so sick of being so distant. So sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look so beautiful today&lt;br /&gt;When you're sitting there&lt;br /&gt;It's hard for me to look away&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Another day without you with me&lt;br /&gt;It's like a blade that cuts right through me&lt;br /&gt;I can wait&lt;br /&gt;I can wait forever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-2546033189680303272?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/2546033189680303272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=2546033189680303272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/2546033189680303272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/2546033189680303272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-so-sick-of-being-so-distant.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-9090161466343037051</id><published>2010-04-15T17:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T17:25:57.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Looking out of the window, I can barely see anything a stone's throw away. The surrounding area lights up so brightly for that tiny fraction of a second, so too often. Relentless roars follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that  anger? Perhaps signs of unhapiness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point of time I seem to have no choice but to put in even more than 100% of my effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I "did well" for block test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just look at that pile of homework that tempts you to climb on top of it and empty your lungs to say "CONQUERED!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since when does doing well relate to being given more work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since when? They should have had an inverse relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am meeting the toughest point of life in JC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will the rain stop? Will lightning finally tire of roaring without a pause?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I know, you reap what you sow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With every step you climb another mountain&lt;br /&gt;With every breath it's harder to believe&lt;br /&gt;You'll make it through the pain&lt;br /&gt;Whether the hurricane&lt;br /&gt;There're no boundaries&lt;br /&gt;There're no boundaries&lt;br /&gt;There're no boundaries&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-9090161466343037051?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/9090161466343037051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=9090161466343037051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/9090161466343037051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/9090161466343037051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2010/04/looking-out-of-window-i-can-barely-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-3459139037112186275</id><published>2010-04-02T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T18:55:05.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Owl City - If My Heart Was a House &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the sky that I fell through&lt;br /&gt;And I remember the view whenever I'm holding you&lt;br /&gt;The sun hung from a string &lt;br /&gt;Looking down on the world as it warms over everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chills run down my spine &lt;br /&gt;As our fingers entwine and your sighs harmonize with mine&lt;br /&gt;Unmistakably&lt;br /&gt;I can still feel your heart beat fast when you dance with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got older and I should've known&lt;br /&gt;(Do you feel alive?)&lt;br /&gt;That I feel colder when I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;(Oh, but you'll survive)&lt;br /&gt;So I may as well ditch my dismay&lt;br /&gt;Bombs away&lt;br /&gt;Bombs away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circle me and the needle moves gracefully back and forth&lt;br /&gt;If my heart was a compass, you'd be North&lt;br /&gt;Risk it all 'cause I'll catch you if you fall&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you go, if my heart was a house, you'd be home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me smile because you said it best&lt;br /&gt;I would clearly feel blessed if the sun rose up from the West&lt;br /&gt;Flower balm perfume, all my clothes smell like you&lt;br /&gt;'Cause your favorite shade is navy blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk slowly when I'm on my own&lt;br /&gt;(Do you feel alive?)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, but frankly I still feel alone&lt;br /&gt;(Oh, but you'll survive)&lt;br /&gt;So I may as well ditch my dismay&lt;br /&gt;Bombs away&lt;br /&gt;Bombs away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circle me and the needle moves gracefully back and forth&lt;br /&gt;If my heart was a compass, you'd be North&lt;br /&gt;Risk it all 'cause I'll catch you if you fall&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you go, if my heart was a house, you'd be home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my heart was a house, you'd be home&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-3459139037112186275?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/3459139037112186275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=3459139037112186275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/3459139037112186275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/3459139037112186275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2010/04/owl-city-if-my-heart-was-house-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-4830262823491389846</id><published>2010-03-30T00:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T00:18:14.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The rain was heavy. To walk through that same school gate reminded me of unforgotten scenarios. How it used to be. How it is. How it should be. How it will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still rather trapped in the past. But even if I don't step out of it, it will no longer matter soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I never saw it coming&lt;br /&gt;I should've started running&lt;br /&gt;A long long time ago&lt;br /&gt;And I never thought to doubt you&lt;br /&gt;I'm better off without you&lt;br /&gt;More than you more than you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm slowly getting closure&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's really over&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally getting better&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm picking up the pieces&lt;br /&gt;Spending all of these years&lt;br /&gt;Putting my heart back together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through&lt;br /&gt;I got over you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-4830262823491389846?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/4830262823491389846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=4830262823491389846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/4830262823491389846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/4830262823491389846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2010/03/rain-was-heavy.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-5150482189569625303</id><published>2010-03-28T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T23:46:06.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went cycling with hong today! havent cycled in like, so many months already. well thats mainly because i couldnt afford the time to? now that block tests are over, i should take a break right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we cycled for almost 2 hours today. took the new route near the Sembawang Market there towards Sembawang Park. the route was really empty, very easy ride. except that one uphill slope which is looong. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turn into Andrews Ave.. HEAVEN! lol. downslope. long downslope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reach the Bottle Tree Village fishing spot. ah, havent gone fishing in quite a while. this coming friday! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cycled through the grassy areas, and onto the beach sand lol. it was super low tide today, so low that there is a huge area of sand and mud. stopped there to enjoy the nice breeze and to take a break from trying really hard to cycle through grass and mud and sand.. continued to cycle through to the other end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;used the washing area to clean off all the mud and sand. hong went to get coffee ice cream..oo the $1 uncle's ice cream. good old days..xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cycled back through Andrews Ave to the fishing spot and returned through the 2.8km track. was practising free hand.. hmm. oh, saw Mr Ong the PHS OM too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more downslope fun, ride another route, talk somemore, home-d.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's go cycling again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With every step you climb another mountain&lt;br /&gt;With every breath it's harder to believe&lt;br /&gt;You'll make it through the pain&lt;br /&gt;Whether the hurricane&lt;br /&gt;To get to that one thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when you think the road is going nowhere&lt;br /&gt;Just when you almost gave up on your dreams&lt;br /&gt;They'll take you by the hand&lt;br /&gt;And show you that you can&lt;br /&gt;There are no boundaries&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-5150482189569625303?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/5150482189569625303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=5150482189569625303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5150482189569625303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5150482189569625303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2010/03/went-cycling-with-hong-today-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-4567807873167562698</id><published>2010-03-28T22:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T23:48:17.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Owl City - Vanilla Twilight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stars lean down to kiss you&lt;br /&gt;And I lie awake and miss you&lt;br /&gt;Poor me a heavy dose of atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly&lt;br /&gt;But I'll miss your arms around me&lt;br /&gt;I'd send a postcard to you, dear&lt;br /&gt;Cause I wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll watch the night turn light-blue&lt;br /&gt;But it's not the same without you&lt;br /&gt;Because it takes two to whisper quietly&lt;br /&gt;The silence isn't so bad&lt;br /&gt;Til I look at my hands and feel sad&lt;br /&gt;Cause the spaces between my fingers&lt;br /&gt;Are right where yours fit perfectly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll find repose in new ways&lt;br /&gt;Though I haven't slept in two days&lt;br /&gt;Cause cold nostalgia chills me to the bone&lt;br /&gt;But drenched in vanilla twilight&lt;br /&gt;I'll sit on the front porch all night&lt;br /&gt;Waist-deep in thought because&lt;br /&gt;When I think of you I don't feel so alone&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel so alone, I don't feel so alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many times as I blink&lt;br /&gt;I'll think of you tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'll think of you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When violet eyes get brighter&lt;br /&gt;And heavy wings grow lighter&lt;br /&gt;I'll taste the sky and feel alive again&lt;br /&gt;And I'll forget the world that I knew&lt;br /&gt;But I swear I won't forget you&lt;br /&gt;Oh, if my voice could reach back through the past&lt;br /&gt;I'd whisper in your ear&lt;br /&gt;Oh darling, I wish you were here&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-4567807873167562698?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/4567807873167562698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=4567807873167562698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/4567807873167562698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/4567807873167562698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2010/03/owl-city-vanilla-twilight-stars-lean.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-2009112934114356991</id><published>2010-03-28T00:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T00:56:59.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a great day, had fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with jienli and gang for his (very late) birthday celebration. we got his present at j8, before meeting him and going down to a cineplex in somerset (i forgot the name?). bought the tickets for How To Train Your Dragon. then waste 1.5 hours of time before the movie starts. was playing with the GC (lol o.O) while jien li they all were playing psp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie is really awesome! its an animation cartoon about a boy in a small village where dragons frequently attacked their village. the movie is quite funny, and had a nice plot! there are actually many touching scenes too. great movie, worth the 10 bucks! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night Fury! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went down to suntec for dinner at Aston's. tried the black pepper steak! still as good and satisfying as ever haha. it was well over $10 (well it was actually because of the drink) but still worth it once in a while (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and barry continues to complain much about life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, enjoy the MV of Vanilla Twilight by Owl City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pIz2K3ArrWk&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pIz2K3ArrWk&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stars lean down to kiss you&lt;br /&gt;And I lie awake and miss you&lt;br /&gt;Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'll dose off safe and soundly&lt;br /&gt;But I'll miss your arms around me&lt;br /&gt;I'd send a postcard to you dear&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I wish you were here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-2009112934114356991?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/2009112934114356991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=2009112934114356991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/2009112934114356991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/2009112934114356991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2010/03/today-was-great-day-had-fun-met-up-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-3079507912597647384</id><published>2010-03-21T22:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T22:37:10.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Adam Lambert - &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;No Boundaries &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ohh...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Seconds hours so many days&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You know what you want but how long can you wait&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every moment lasts forever&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;When you feel you've lost your way&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And what if my chances were already gone&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I started believing that I could be wrong...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But you gave me one good reason&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;To fight and never walk away&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;So here I am still holding on&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;With every step you climb another mountain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every breath it's harder to believe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You'll make it through the pain whether the hurricanes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;To get to that one thing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just when you think the road is going no where&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just when you almost gave up all your dreams&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;They take you by the hand and show you that you can&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;There are no boundaries&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;There are no boundaries&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I fought to the limit you stand on the edge&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What if today is as good as it gets&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Don't know where the future's headed&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But nothing's gonna bring me down&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jumped every bridge &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I've run every line&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I risk being safe, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I always knew why&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I always knew why&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;So here I am still holding on&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;With every step you climb another mountain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every breath it's harder to believe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You'll make it through the pain whether the hurricanes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;To get to that one thing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just when you think the road is going no where&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just when you almost gave up all your dreams&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;They take you by the hand and show you that you can&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You can go higher&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You can go deeper&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;There are no boundaries&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Above and beneath you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Break every rule cause there's nothing between you and your dreams&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;With every step you climb another mountain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every breath it's harder to believe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You'll make it through the pain whether the hurricanes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;To get to that one thing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just when you think the road is going no where&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just when you almost gave up all your dreams&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;They take you by the hand and show you that you can&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;There are no boundaries&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;There are no boundaries&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;There are no boundaries&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;No boundaries&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yeah, there are no boundaries &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-3079507912597647384?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883782.post-2161447731999857376</id><published>2010-03-06T19:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T19:58:41.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I start reading the post. Pretence? Happiness? Or temporary happiness? It got me thinking. And thinking back, I recall a similar situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one point in life I felt locked up too. That nobody understood me. Or at least nobody understood completely. I had a lot of problems, including stress, family problems and again, friendship problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But these problems are part and parcel of part. We grow because we have gone through these problems. My solution to those problems back then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support. Friends' support. They were there for me. And slowly but surely, I was recovering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't avoid problems, you can't really forget them either, because they are always there. My friends helped me move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I just met someone with problems too. Ashley had her problems too, she was telling me about it yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it all boils down to the same root. That telling someone of your problems feels like putting a burden on someone who doesn't deserve it. A true friend would be more than willing to help you with your problems. Please, don't ever feel that it is a burden for someone else, and rather carry it all yourself. That is foolish. Share the problem. Don't bottle it up. It only makes the matter worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Are you happy?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run baby run,&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever look back&lt;br /&gt;They'll tear us apart if you give them the chance&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-2161447731999857376?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/2161447731999857376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=2161447731999857376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/2161447731999857376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/2161447731999857376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-start-reading-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-7295502603456559720</id><published>2010-03-05T23:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T17:10:57.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ngrarrsnortquackbarksqueakchirpRAwrfuuuuu. got that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoping to go to malaysia in june holidays. exams are round the corner then.. but. i still need a break right? anyway it's more like friends visit anyway. really wanna go. probably resisted the urge for, 2 years? hahaha. i could go and enjoy some nature and sample some bubble tea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope to stay as long as i can. i have STRONG REASONS xD. hardly have much holidays anyway. might as well go and have a good time there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, gotta be quite some work to about plan the trip?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A level MT results released today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got B, with oral pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap. oral. PASS. most likely costed my A. oh whatever, B isnt so bad. good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now to focus concentration back to the rest of the subjects (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you give me one more minute?&lt;br /&gt;The story's far from finished&lt;br /&gt;We could fill in all the pages&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-7295502603456559720?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/7295502603456559720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=7295502603456559720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/7295502603456559720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/7295502603456559720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2010/03/ngrarrsnortquackbarksqueakchirprawr.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-5124700561114607999</id><published>2010-02-13T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T17:45:04.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was a day worth remembering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY celebration in the morning, although the first hour is lessons (PE...). PE was tiring, interval training 1m40s with 1 min break, 6 laps. so tiring! chin ups to level 7 after that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched some Total Defence video, then its hamper making. everyone did help out, although obviously some didnt help out that much...haha. thought our hamper looks quite good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then its performances at the hall. but some of the performances were a repetition of the performances for the CCA fair. not really interesting though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school finished at about 12.50. went down to cwp for movie as a treat for bert's birthday! watched percy jackson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt find the movie very interesting (although some people disagreed). the storyline is very normal, and too simple in my opinion. but i heard that the movie was too different from the book. maybe the book will be better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while the rest went home, we met hong after that and went down to plaza sing for dinner treat for bert. walked around plaza sing first, see aquarium, see sword shop, blah blah. dinner at secret recipe. took quite a long time. by the time we finished it was well after 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a drink at sweettalk and went out of plaza sing to find a place to sit down. ended up sitting at istana park. i had a long, long story-telling session. lol. got their opinions and comments too. then we just sat around and talk about everything from the future to army to econs to classmates to Singapore. enjoyed the conversation very much. &lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;and i agree that my life would be better in 12A..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally left for home at 10.30. got home at 11.30. and talked for about 2 hours with someone i missed dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause if you jump I will jump too&lt;br /&gt;We will fall together from the builiding's ledge&lt;br /&gt;Never looking back at what we've done&lt;br /&gt;We'll say it was love&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I would die for you&lt;br /&gt;On Skyway Avenue&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-5124700561114607999?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/5124700561114607999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=5124700561114607999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5124700561114607999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5124700561114607999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2010/02/yesterday-was-day-worth-remembering.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-6719935298282919108</id><published>2010-02-07T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T01:37:53.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to Mind's Cafe for kenneth early birthday celebration today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never heard of Mind's Cafe? its a cafe that offers board games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took the 4 hours package, which includes free-flow of a drink and some tidbits. lol. and dinner there will come at only $7.90! they offer the kind of food you would find in small restaurants..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we tried several games, all completely new and actually unheard of. Saboteur first. its basically putting cards to "build" a tunnel so as to reach one of three mines. you have to reach the gold mine if you're a builder which you're to lead the rest to the wrong mine if you're the saboteur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end up we just kept blocking leslie because he kept sabotaging even though he wasnt the saboteur. lol. its a fun game we newly learnt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also tried a bit of anti-monopoly (i LOLed at the game name). its still monopoly, but its monopoly with a team of monopolists and competitors. competitors generally get more benefit from building houses while monopolists generally gets more benefits on other effects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got bored of the game after a while LOL. like monopoly, its a very long game. not say very fun, just very different from what we always play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had the beef lasagne for dinner. still ok, but slightly little. considering the price, i guess its ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked around after that, listen to a few jokes...remind of jokes.....and see jien li lol his way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be my thunder&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-6719935298282919108?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/6719935298282919108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=6719935298282919108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/6719935298282919108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/6719935298282919108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2010/02/went-to-minds-cafe-for-kenneth-early.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-1004469763916706883</id><published>2010-01-23T23:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T23:07:41.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had our first clique badminton game this morning! haha, it's a good start. it was really early though, probably couldn't get another timeslot to book a court in SAFRA at toa payoh. our timeslot was 7am-9am! so i had to wake up at 5.30am, its much earlier than the time i would wake up for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in summary: leon wins me, leon wins LL, LL wins me. lol. my stamina still cmi, plus im still having those massive muscleaches from the intensive PT on friday's PE lesson! but it's ok, i still had fun haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had breakfast again after our game. singhau had to leave first, and the rest of us went to leon's house. as what barry says, his house gives the impression of purity. the whole house is basically white, and everything is nice and neat. yepp, can see leon (and his family) are tidy people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played hold 'em poker, and used leon's untouched stash of yu-gi-oh cards as chips lol. stayed for a while more, then left home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we should sooo play badminton again soon (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer&lt;br /&gt;Do you know you're unlike any other?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-1004469763916706883?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/1004469763916706883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=1004469763916706883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/1004469763916706883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/1004469763916706883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2010/01/had-our-first-clique-badminton-game.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-6744768447089235306</id><published>2010-01-10T18:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T18:15:20.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the thought of school starting tmr just makes me sian. after some 6 weeks of holiday, nobody has the mood to study right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus tmr got what distribute leaflets thing. promoting our school. but its during lesson time, so i guess we will miss some lessons?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever, im sianed. then theres homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how am i supposed to keep on driving&lt;br /&gt;when i left my heart with you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-6744768447089235306?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883782.post-2962272520696263618</id><published>2010-01-05T01:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T01:34:54.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been hardworkingly doing my homework :). and wow i've really done a lot today. but, the days to come, gotta finish the rest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not regret starting to do homework this late HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 days to the start of J2. 1 month+ to MT and PW results. and 300+ days to A level. busy, busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damned if i do ya, damned if i dont. forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-2962272520696263618?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/2962272520696263618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=2962272520696263618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/2962272520696263618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/2962272520696263618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2010/01/ive-been-hardworkingly-doing-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-5489684909771802733</id><published>2009-12-30T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T02:05:53.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have a whole china trip that i didnt post about. maybe i'll just do a quick post about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in case you still didnt know, me and my family went to china for 5 days. macau, hong kong, shen zhen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;macau is like las vegas in china. there are casinos in every corner! Macau has 33 casinos, and over 20 of them are owned by Stanley Ho. wow haha. even the hotel we lived in has a casino in it. toured around the place, like visiting a temple, a museum, buying tidbits, then you're free to walk around. ate incredibly niiiice food for dinner :D. got hor fun, and many other dishes. and never eaten such great crab porridge before.. lol. oh! and the bridges there are cool! they are directly above the sea, and bridges cross each other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;set off for hong kong the next morning. take ship for 1 hour+. a ship ride that was sooo much like a roller coaster rofl! i didnt get seasick, but almost everyone else got seasick lol.. at night we set off uphill for the night scenery views. we learned that the most expensive houses are those halfway uphill. where the richest person live. any higher up is too hazy and dusty, and inconvenient too. the peak of the hill is 552m!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we visited the wax museum somewhere along the top of the hill. its quite amusing, there are loads of famous characters! bruce lee, jacky chan, barack obama, george bush, lee kuan yew, albert einstein, yao ming (OMG, he really is TALL.), just to name a few! after that we watched the night scenery. it somewhat failed because the night was too hazy.. thats a waste. the scenery really is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day at hong kong, DISLEYLAND! toured around the place. watched a few of their shows. A 3D movie of the Disney characters, The Golden Mickey, an interactive with Stitch, Simba the Lion King. The 3D movie is really cool! it looked really real, as though they are right in front of you! they even sprayed water then the Donald Duck was thrown a bucket of water! lol, it was a great experience! The Golden Mickey is a dance musical about various Disney characters, including Tarzen, Lilo &amp;amp; Stitch, etc. the interactive with Stitch is the best! it is a live screen of Stitch, and Stitch can even talk to you! it was so hilarious haha! Simba the Lion King is a musical play about the story Simba. it had special touches like people playing with fire~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day at disneyland ended with fireworks~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd day at hong kong, city tour. nothing much, also saw where jacky chan lives! from afar though. after its a train ride to shenzhen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shenzhen is the land of pirated stuff lol. there are tons of things that are pirated. first impression there, wow, super chaotic. cars dun obey lights, motorcycles drive on pavements, cars horn here horn there.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visited their 2 famous places of interests. both have basically the same idea -- to put places of attractions around the world into one place. one is for china alone, the other for the whole world. interesting experience. watched a dance play at night. but had to leave halfway so we could have dinner and catch our flight. the play wasnt as nice as i expected.. but still it wasnt too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole trip was an interesting experience, especially because its a faraway holiday trip. =) enjoyed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the stars,&lt;br /&gt;Look how they shine for you,&lt;br /&gt;And everything you do, &lt;br /&gt;Yeah they were all yellow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-5489684909771802733?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/5489684909771802733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=5489684909771802733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5489684909771802733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5489684909771802733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-have-whole-china-trip-that-i-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-8644710434350227189</id><published>2009-11-21T17:54:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T21:45:56.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Camp was rather fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many activities we have gone through. Land expedition, night activity "kidnap", kayaking, station activities, campfire, low elements. This post will be long, gonna describe activities, although i'll try to cut it short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first laugh was before we went to the campsite. Guo Xi vs Mr Tan. Lol, Guo Xi ponned physics lecture and say he thought it was 2.10pm. So now Guo Xi has to attend a 2 hour long lecture~haha good luck Guo Xi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our group instructor was Kelvin (or Kevin?), aka "Ah Huat". Our group name was Sydney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So our first activity was the Land Expedition. Basically it's like The Amazing Race, going around the area and completing stations. Chao Jie was pretty much our road leader, leading us into the different station areas. We couldnt find our ways several times, partly because the map doesn't have all details, and wasn't really clear. Had to neglect a station due to the lack of time too. Got stuck in some of the stations too, like the Human Entanglement. We couldnt complete it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end it rained half an hour before the end and we had to seek shelter. Brainstormed for cheers. Went back when the rain stopped. The Land Expedition wasn't really a good start for us, we kept making errors. But it doesn't matter, who is without a flaw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner was the night activity "Kidnap". One person from each group was "kidnapped" by the instructors, and it's Noval for our group. Our job is to complete stations to get a chance to find the 2 right keys to save them.  The map had an error, there were no annotations of the different locations. So the instructors had to bring us around. It went on quite smoothly. When we were to choose the second key, we firstly decided to choose box 4. The instructors keeping the keys asked us if we were sure. Then he told us it's a multiple of 4. After a quick discussion, we decided to go on with box 4. It was really the right key! So we went down and carried Noval all the way back to the hall, where we had to do a cheer, completing the event! Turns out that we were the first group to finish it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite an event, with so many things to complete. Our friend was at stake, each second is more suffering for him (he had to be blindfolded and his arms were locked together). It was also about confidence, especially when we were choosing the second key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned in for the night soon after supper. Was a little bit cold, and kept waking up in the night, didn't sleep too well. But at least the place is clean. Not bad for a camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our breakfast, our first activity is kayaking! 4 hours! Started off with the Water Confidence Test, to make sure our Personal Floating Devices (PFDs) enabled us to float. Carried the kayaks and the paddles to the coast and set off soon after. Me and Vaishali took a kayak. We had to kayak very very long distances. So really far. Kayak until hands want to dislocate already! The current was strong, and we had problems steering so we literally went all the way left then all the way right and left and right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway we swapped places because Vaishali seemed to have better control of steering. So I jumped into the water (whew that felt GREAT). The current was so damn strong!! My legs were swept underneath the kayak when I jumped in. Guo Xi and Harb's kayak capsized while they tried to switch places! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayaking was really fun but so tiring too~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon, it started raining so we could not do the Low Elements. Practised for campfire performance and did some station activities too. Not much, the main focus was on communication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Campfire at night. Whoo campfire. It was quite exciting, every group came out with unique performances, like dances and skits. All of them were quite nice, except there were some hiccups. In the intervals they played party songs, which are very famous, so everyone is either singing or dancing to it! The most memoriable is the instructor who danced to Nobody by Wonder Girls~ It was such an awesome dance! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between acts there was also a game. Each house was to sent 6 people to play. Each pair is follow each others' dance, and the winner is judged by how close they can follow and the difficulty of their positions when they were to freeze. It was quite funny to see some of them in very odd positions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ended with a tounching note of Chief Jeremy's speech, it was his last camp here. The drizzling weather added so much to the effects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned in at 12.45, after several rounds of taiti with fellow bunkmates. Including cijie. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started off with area cleaning in the morning. At first we were told to clean the toilets.. But in the end we didn't because it was a miscommunication. We cleaned up the canteen and the campfire area. Went for some Low Elements later, where we went through a few of the stations, like the log balance, spider web, low wall. All the activities emphasised on teamwork, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our instructor talked with us after the activity. Probably the thing that lasted the greatest impression was that our class was only 60% bonded. He talked about how our class had cliques, how it should have been bonded better. Well I have to agree with what he said, although I think that this 60% bonded class, is considered much more bonded than any class I have seen. But it could be just me.. I have no idea if 60% is enough, or is it not. Yes I see the cliques too, but the year didn't start off like that, did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the final briefings, we left for school again. Went for lunch at BK (with ours and another instructor as well) and left for home. Slept a lot. Really a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The camp was still quite fun. Although the fun is well.. not too integrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's late at night and I can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;Missing you just runs too deep&lt;br /&gt;Oh I  can't be thinking of your smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every kiss you can't forget&lt;br /&gt;This aching heart ain't broken yet&lt;br /&gt;Oh God  I wish I could make you see&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know this flame isn't dying&lt;br /&gt;So nothing  can stop me from trying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby you know that&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's time for  miracles&lt;br /&gt;Cause I ain't giving up on love&lt;br /&gt;You know that&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's time  for miracles&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I ain't giving up on love&lt;br /&gt;No I ain't giving up on us&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-8644710434350227189?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883782.post-1970843057804714663</id><published>2009-11-08T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T22:21:22.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;only 3/4 days left to the end of PW!!! cant wait for then to come... want to finish PW and never worry about it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it no longer matters what we do then. it doesnt even matter what grades to expect. im just too happy that PW is going to be over! for now, its back to preparing for OP...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next year is just going to be worse. crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studies, relations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studies, of course more stressful. we're talking about the A levels here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relations.. whats going to happen then? plus got retainees..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;the quiz is probably right. thats what im hiding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish you all the best..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Somebody needs to watch their attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Every memory of looking out the back door&lt;br /&gt;I had the photo album spread out on  my bedroom floor&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say it, time to say it&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye,  goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;Every memory of walking out the front door&lt;br /&gt;I found the photo of  the friend that I was looking for&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say it, time to say  it&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, goodbye.&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-1970843057804714663?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/1970843057804714663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=1970843057804714663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/1970843057804714663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/1970843057804714663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2009/11/only-34-days-left-to-end-of-pw-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-7160726449592328911</id><published>2009-11-08T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T22:12:25.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nickelback - Photograph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this photograph&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I do it makes me laugh&lt;br /&gt;How did our eyes get so red&lt;br /&gt;And what the hell is on Joey's head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is where I grew up&lt;br /&gt;I think the present owner fixed it up&lt;br /&gt;I never knew we'd ever went without&lt;br /&gt;The second floor is hard for sneaking out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is where I went to school&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time had better things to do&lt;br /&gt;Criminal record says I broke in twice&lt;br /&gt;I must have done it half a dozen times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it's too late&lt;br /&gt;Should i go back and try to graduate&lt;br /&gt;Life's better now than it was back then&lt;br /&gt;If I was them I wouldn't let me in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh, God, I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every memory of looking out the back door&lt;br /&gt;I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say it, time to say it&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;Every memory of walking out the front door&lt;br /&gt;I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say it, time to say it&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the old arcade&lt;br /&gt;Blew every dollar that we ever made&lt;br /&gt;The cops hated us hangin' out&lt;br /&gt;They say somebody went and burned it down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to listen to the radio&lt;br /&gt;And sing along with every song we know&lt;br /&gt;We said someday we'd find out how it feels&lt;br /&gt;To sing to more than just the steering wheel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim's the first girl I kissed&lt;br /&gt;I was so nervous that I nearly missed&lt;br /&gt;She's had a couple of kids since then&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen her since God knows when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh, God, I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every memory of looking out the back door&lt;br /&gt;I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say it, time to say it&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;Every memory of walking out the front door&lt;br /&gt;I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say it, time to say it&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss that town&lt;br /&gt;I miss the faces&lt;br /&gt;You can't erase&lt;br /&gt;You can't replace it&lt;br /&gt;I miss it now&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it&lt;br /&gt;So hard to stay&lt;br /&gt;Too hard to leave it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could I relive those days&lt;br /&gt;I know the one thing that would never change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every memory of looking out the back door&lt;br /&gt;I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say it, time to say it&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;Every memory of walking out the front door&lt;br /&gt;I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say it, time to say it&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this photograph&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I do it makes me laugh&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I do it makes me..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-7160726449592328911?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883782.post-910652355493750213</id><published>2009-10-31T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T00:46:23.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello! back after a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the blink of an eye..or two eyes..or three eyes if you have...,mid-course has ended 2 weeks ago. time is very irritating, it only speeds up what you like, and slows down what you dislike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having seen a rough gauge of the mid-course of my dear classmates, the retain rate wont be high. in fact, maybe only one or two will retain. maybe. summer test and CAs will still have that certain impact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although there are people who i dislike...i wish them all the best for their overall results anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im finally satisfied with my exam results. but not say really very satisfied, just..satisfied. getting all H2 'A's makes me very proud..although chem was an easy paper. for the H1s..yea, could have done better, but, still, there are improvements, maybe except GP...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the group talked with mr chang during lunch today. it was more of a reflection of causes and consequences.. they may be weak at it, but do i have the ability to help them? like kevan say, knowning how to do and teaching are totally different things. yes, i have the ability to help them, its about initiatives and sacrifices... i reflected upon myself during the talk with mr chang too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and maybe i regret not helping them enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"when life gives you lemons, make lemonade."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met this person (in game) while i was playing games online. while playing halfway, she just started telling me that her parents are quarrelling again.. i asked on further, turns out that her parents quarrel often, and mostly of monetary issues. she said "i wish i could choose my own parents". the people in her family are hot-tempered, and her father tends to be violent. "i hate them!!!!", she said. i just felt that pity, i can never imagine what it is like to live in such an environment. also leads me to think im blessed to have a family with hardly any friction..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wished her all the best. and halfway through she had to leave abruptly "before (her) father smashes the laptop".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this brings me so much reflection..so much thinking and realising. no matter how vicious life can be, remember that you are never the worst off. there are many many more people who lead, or get led by, worse lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"if a man counts what he has, not count what he doesnt have, he will be happy."&lt;/span&gt; -adapted from chaojie 《快乐是一种选择》&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we're headin' for a heart heart heartbreak&lt;br /&gt;And I don't ever ever wanna hear you say&lt;br /&gt;Don't say you love me&lt;br /&gt;Don't even&lt;br /&gt;Don't say you love me&lt;br /&gt;You're leaving&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-910652355493750213?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/910652355493750213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=910652355493750213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/910652355493750213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/910652355493750213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-back-after-month.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-4533886384910935894</id><published>2009-09-26T19:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T19:30:40.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>full force mugging now! i know its a little too late to only start now, but at least its not last minute! i wanna do well you know =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its only 11 days more to mid-course, i doubt i can finish studying... nvm, take the chance to study as much as possible now! good luck all for your mid-course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hands are shaking cold&lt;br /&gt;these hands are meant to hold&lt;br /&gt;speak to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when all you gotta keep is strong&lt;br /&gt;move along, move along&lt;br /&gt;like i know ya do&lt;br /&gt;and even when your hope is gone&lt;br /&gt;move along, move along&lt;br /&gt;just to make it through&lt;br /&gt;move along&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-4533886384910935894?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/4533886384910935894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=4533886384910935894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/4533886384910935894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/4533886384910935894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2009/09/full-force-mugging-now-i-know-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-749526976896444626</id><published>2009-09-20T21:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T21:18:31.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its getting from bad to worse..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;'Cause nobody wants to be the last one there.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause everyone wants to feel like someone cares.&lt;br /&gt;Someone to love with my life in their hands.&lt;br /&gt;There`s gotta be somebody for me like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause nobody wants to do it on their own&lt;br /&gt;And everyone wants to know they´re not alone.&lt;br /&gt;There's somebody else that feels the same somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;There`s gotta be somebody for me out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-749526976896444626?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/749526976896444626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=749526976896444626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/749526976896444626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/749526976896444626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-getting-from-bad-to-worse.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-8516181825076632479</id><published>2009-09-20T02:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T03:05:47.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>你知道我的感受如何吗？&lt;br /&gt;你们不明白。。&lt;br /&gt;明白的。。全都在哪里？&lt;br /&gt;过去的半年已熬过了，&lt;br /&gt;剩的一年半也一定不好过。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这不是我的杰作。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;救命。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-8516181825076632479?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/8516181825076632479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=8516181825076632479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/8516181825076632479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/8516181825076632479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-used-to-be-love-drunk-but-now-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-2578667304786987043</id><published>2009-09-20T02:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T03:07:50.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Boys Like Girls - Love Drunk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey, hey, hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top down in the summer sun&lt;br /&gt;The day we met was like a hit and run&lt;br /&gt;And I still taste it on my tongue&lt;br /&gt;(Taste it on my tongue)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky was burning up like fireworks&lt;br /&gt;You made me want you, oh, so bad it hurt&lt;br /&gt;But girl, in case you haven't heard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be love drunk, but now I'm hungover&lt;br /&gt;I love you forever, forever is over&lt;br /&gt;We used to kiss all night, now it's just a bar fight&lt;br /&gt;So don't call me crying, say hello then goodbye&lt;br /&gt;(Oh yeah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's just one thing would make me say&lt;br /&gt;(Oh yeah!)&lt;br /&gt;I used to be love drunk, but now I'm hungover&lt;br /&gt;I love you forever, but now it's over&lt;br /&gt;(Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot sweat and blurry eyes&lt;br /&gt;We're spinning on a roller coaster ride&lt;br /&gt;The world stuck in black and white&lt;br /&gt;(Stuck in black and white)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You drove me crazy every time we touched&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm so broken that I can't get up&lt;br /&gt;Oh girl, you make me such a lush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be love drunk, but now I'm hungover&lt;br /&gt;I love you forever, forever is over&lt;br /&gt;We used to kiss all night, now it's just a bar fight&lt;br /&gt;So don't call me crying, say hello then goodbye&lt;br /&gt;(Oh yeah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's just one thing would make me say&lt;br /&gt;(Oh yeah!)&lt;br /&gt;I used to be love drunk, but now I'm hungover&lt;br /&gt;I love you forever, but now it's over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the time I wasted on you&lt;br /&gt;All the bullshit you put me through&lt;br /&gt;I'm checking into rehab 'cause everything that we had&lt;br /&gt;Didn't mean a thing to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be love drunk, but now I'm hungover&lt;br /&gt;I love you forever, but now I'm sober&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be love drunk, but now I'm hungover&lt;br /&gt;I love you forever, forever is over&lt;br /&gt;We used to kiss all night, now it's just a bar fight&lt;br /&gt;So don't call me crying, say hello then goodbye&lt;br /&gt;(Oh yeah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's just one thing would make me say&lt;br /&gt;(Oh yeah!)&lt;br /&gt;I used to be love drunk, but now I'm hungover&lt;br /&gt;I love you forever, but now it's over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na&lt;br /&gt;Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na&lt;br /&gt;Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na&lt;br /&gt;Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na&lt;br /&gt;Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na&lt;br /&gt;Now it's over, I still taste it on my tongue&lt;br /&gt;Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na&lt;br /&gt;Na, na, na, na, na, na&lt;br /&gt;Now it's over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-2578667304786987043?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/2578667304786987043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=2578667304786987043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/2578667304786987043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/2578667304786987043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2009/09/boys-like-girls-love-drunk-hey-hey-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-2780993432743872611</id><published>2009-09-09T23:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T00:18:33.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>090909! the day of a nice (and rewarding and satisfactory) fishing outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking down the seemingly foreverly long pathway while carrying 8 full bottles of water is touturous LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached the fishing spot at say around 3pm? heard that it was at high tide. we were taking too long to get the rods and everything ready, so we sort of missed the best tide. well it doesnt really matter, the best catches of the day is not the fishes, but the crabs..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they already have like 1/4 of net full of crabs already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;followed them to continue netting more crabs under the jetty. caught like 2 or 3 more crabs. the tide was reciding by then already. got a nice swim there too. some time in between, oliver fished a catfish. lol gratz for him~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after crabbing until like 5, we finally got back to the shore. then start bait fishing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not very long after, i caught my first ever fish! mullet! it was a very lucky catch, was just reeling in because of some weed that the hook caught. then it happens to swoop by a mullet! O.O how lucky can that get! the hook wasnt even at its mouth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got once i could feel quite a strong tug at the rod, was quite sure it was a fish tugging the line, quickly reeled in but aiya, wasted, the fish got away with the bait lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, once just happily reel in and found a fish hooked on LOL. didnt even notice a tug at my line! the current was strong as well, it was hard to tell the difference between the current pulling the line of a fish biting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;packed up and walked back the very-long-and-winding-never-ending route. hong and oliver were taking random pictures and videos. bert was trying very hard to hide from the camera, and time and again attacked hong with his whole bag of fishing equipments, and also the crab net LOL. can see bert chasing hong around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dropping the stuffs at hong's house, went to the hawker centre zhu chao (you know, those that sells course meals? they typically sell fried rice and hor fun too), and requested them to cook the crabs we caught!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first they seem to be too busy, and said that we have to wait some time so they could cook the crabs. we (nor them) know when it will be done, so we just got the other dishes first. after finishing all that, was going to ask whether the crabs were done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coincidentally at the same time they told us the crabs were done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we had a feast of full (and stacked) plate of black pepper crabs! everyone (fine, just 4 of us lol) had their fair share of crabs. oh yea, it was GREAT. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go fishing again! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the one.&lt;br /&gt;eo dum so geul geot go i seul ttae&lt;br /&gt;(eo dum so ge ni ga sa ro ja pil ttae nae su mi ga chi hae)&lt;br /&gt;neon na eh gu won&lt;br /&gt;nae ge so neul geon ne jun geu dae&lt;br /&gt;(se sang so ge mu ni ne ge da chil ttae nae so neul ba chil ge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the one. neon na eh gu won&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-2780993432743872611?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/2780993432743872611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=2780993432743872611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/2780993432743872611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/2780993432743872611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2009/09/0909090-day-of-nice-and-rewarding-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-1867573007945110421</id><published>2009-08-15T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T16:55:25.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>posted a motivating song.. the song talks above spending everyday at though you are living your last moment. to treasure everyday and not to put them to waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminds me that no matter how hard times are, we should never give up, and just go on! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its never too late to shoot for the stars, regardless of who we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many of Nickelback's songs are inspirational!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like Gotta Be Somebody. talks about finding their special someone.&lt;br /&gt;"'Cause nobody wants to be the last one there&lt;br /&gt;'Cause everyone wants to feel like someone cares&lt;br /&gt;Someone to love with my life in their hands&lt;br /&gt;There's gotta be somebody for me like that"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-1867573007945110421?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/1867573007945110421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=1867573007945110421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/1867573007945110421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/1867573007945110421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2009/08/posted-motivating-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-5935679349529250703</id><published>2009-08-15T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T16:40:54.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nickelback - If Today Was Your Last Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend gave me&lt;br /&gt;The best advice&lt;br /&gt;He said each day's a gift&lt;br /&gt;And not a given right&lt;br /&gt;Leave no stone unturned&lt;br /&gt;Leave your fears behind&lt;br /&gt;And try to take&lt;br /&gt;The path less traveled by&lt;br /&gt;That first step you take&lt;br /&gt;Is the longest stride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If today was your last day&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow was too late&lt;br /&gt;Could you say goodbye to yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;Would you live each moment like your last?&lt;br /&gt;Leave old pictures in the past&lt;br /&gt;Donate every dime you have?&lt;br /&gt;If today was your last day&lt;br /&gt;If today was your last day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Against the grain&lt;br /&gt;Should be a way of life&lt;br /&gt;What's worth the prize&lt;br /&gt;Is always worth the fight&lt;br /&gt;Every second counts&lt;br /&gt;'cause there's no second try,&lt;br /&gt;So live like you'll&lt;br /&gt;Never live it twice&lt;br /&gt;Don't take the free ride&lt;br /&gt;In your own life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If today was your last day&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow was too late&lt;br /&gt;Could you say goodbye to yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;Would you live each moment like your last?&lt;br /&gt;Leave old pictures in the past&lt;br /&gt;Donate every dime you have?&lt;br /&gt;Would you call old friends you never see?&lt;br /&gt;Reminisce of memories&lt;br /&gt;Would you forgive your enemies?&lt;br /&gt;Would you find that one you're dreamin' of&lt;br /&gt;Swear up and down to God above&lt;br /&gt;That you finally fall in love&lt;br /&gt;If today was your last day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If today was your last day...&lt;br /&gt;Would you make your mark&lt;br /&gt;By mending a broken heart?&lt;br /&gt;You know it's never too late&lt;br /&gt;To shoot for the stars,&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of who you are&lt;br /&gt;So do whatever it takes&lt;br /&gt;'cause you can't rewind&lt;br /&gt;A moment in this life&lt;br /&gt;Let nothin' stand in your way&lt;br /&gt;'cause the hands of time&lt;br /&gt;Are never on your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If today was your last day&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow was too late,&lt;br /&gt;Could you say goodbye to yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you live each moment like your last?&lt;br /&gt;Leave old pictures in the past&lt;br /&gt;Donate every dime you have?&lt;br /&gt;Would you call old friends you never see?&lt;br /&gt;Reminisce of memories&lt;br /&gt;Would you forgive your enemies?&lt;br /&gt;Would you find that one you're dreamin' of&lt;br /&gt;Swear up and down to God above&lt;br /&gt;That you finally fall in love&lt;br /&gt;If today was your last day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-5935679349529250703?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/5935679349529250703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=5935679349529250703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5935679349529250703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5935679349529250703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2009/08/nickelback-if-today-was-your-last-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-5135350042719818665</id><published>2009-08-04T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T20:10:12.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EoM submittion dateline extended, chem prac theory test postponed, econs test posponed wow o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can be better than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although today started off with a bad note, it ended up nowhere near disastrous =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. im feeling much better than before. ya. but that doesnt mean im completely ok. the feeling still burns painstakingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, i really cant stress how important i see friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after my first friendship end.. it taught me to hold on to my friends tighter. didnt think it would happen again. all because i was too blind. too blind. tooo blind. nevermind, it was a lesson to learn. a lesson i wont forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaaaaaaaaai amm see eei!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-5135350042719818665?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/5135350042719818665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=5135350042719818665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5135350042719818665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5135350042719818665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2009/08/rar-eom-submittion-dateline-extended.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-706028109022695833</id><published>2009-07-31T23:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T23:35:41.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one week has come sooner than i thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bigger problem is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun even know whats wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am still in a confused state of mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun just tell me to do something,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody has pains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need help too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to know whats wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-706028109022695833?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883782.post-3148280692421519270</id><published>2009-07-31T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T17:00:09.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"im slowly getting closure, i guess its really over, im finally getting better."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats how i feel now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daughtry songs rock =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nicholas (lim) suspected of H1N1, and edwin's got a fever..! time to fear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone's getting sick!! me too!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm picking up the pieces&lt;br /&gt;Spending all of these years putting my heart back together&lt;br /&gt;Ooohh&lt;br /&gt;I'm putting my heart back together&lt;br /&gt;Ooohh&lt;br /&gt;'Cos I got over you&lt;br /&gt;Ooohh&lt;br /&gt;I got over you&lt;br /&gt;I got over you&lt;br /&gt;'Cos the day I thought I'd never get through&lt;br /&gt;I got over you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-3148280692421519270?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/3148280692421519270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=3148280692421519270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/3148280692421519270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/3148280692421519270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-slowly-getting-closure-i-guess-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-800741996364607469</id><published>2009-07-25T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T00:14:15.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi meeps :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha ok lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally a rare less-homework weekend. been so slack today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rewind: wednesday badminton. guoxi was chosen for the captain of the boys! gratz, we know you are damn happy. also had the badminton photo-taking samples. ordered an informal photo. hey, im proud to be leaning back to back with our new captain leh...! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then something damn funny happened..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guoxi: who want to order the photos!!&lt;br /&gt;captain: me me!&lt;br /&gt;captain: coach one, free!&lt;br /&gt;guoxi: you suck my LJ i give you free la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtfomgroflmao?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was laughing over it the next day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok friday. was quite boring.. woke up very late that morning, had to rush a little to get to school on time. there was a slight drizzle also.. saw someone while going to school. was almost late, reached 3 mins early. started off with pw, but ends up in nowhere. wasnt listening in chem lecture =x i hate chem hahaha. maths lecture, never listen again, went ahead and read (and do) the lecture notes. maths tutorial slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, stone here stone there, waiting for the consultation people to come back so we could go to vista point to have lunch. waited until almost 1.30, all very hungry already. heard that the teacher didnt appear in the end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we walked to vista point, not exactly very far, maybe slightly closer than from main gate to cwp. walked halfway then danial nadia and fatin followed. went to the upstairs food court. hmm, very little variety, plus price a little expensive. cheryl fatin nadia and danial went back down to package food up here. so we gossip a bit here and there, waiting and waiting the rest to finish (lol, oops we finished too fast), blah blah. by the time we finish it was like 2.25? still managed to reach in 10 mins, although ms yeo was like calling us already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phototaking need tie, lol. so long since we wore a tie. almost forgot how to tie one. nothing much. went back to class, I Not Stupid was screening for the CLB students lol. i cant remember the movie already haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for CCA after that. no physical training at all, only strokes. but i played until i injured my finger..! o.o must have over-exerted, blister tore off the skin. quite serious, all 3 layers of the skin tore off, somewhat painful.. thanks sigit for the plaster! continued to play after that, although not as well. tried la, but had to use finger strength..! so tiring! oh nvm. the greater concern is that i dun think i can write properly. hoping it heals fast...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what hurts the most&lt;br /&gt;is being so close&lt;br /&gt;having so much to say&lt;br /&gt;and watching you walk away&lt;br /&gt;never knowing&lt;br /&gt;what could have been&lt;br /&gt;and i've seen that loving you&lt;br /&gt;that's what i was trying to do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-800741996364607469?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/800741996364607469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=800741996364607469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/800741996364607469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/800741996364607469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2009/07/hi-meeps-3-hahahaha-ok-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-885438869116265341</id><published>2009-07-12T19:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T19:12:56.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my mind is in a state of confusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time is tickin'&lt;br /&gt;t-time is tickin' tickin'&lt;br /&gt;time is tickin'&lt;br /&gt;t-time is tickin' away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-885438869116265341?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/885438869116265341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=885438869116265341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/885438869116265341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/885438869116265341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-mind-is-in-state-of-confusion.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-1919584569797312525</id><published>2009-07-11T19:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T19:42:47.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>la~~ most results are out already. im quite satisfied with my results, although i clearly know that i could have done better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths: 58/65, 89% (whee~), A&lt;br /&gt;physics: 45/60, 75%, A&lt;br /&gt;chem: 42.5/80, 54% (with moderation), D! (lol)&lt;br /&gt;CL: 74/160, 46%, E (on the bright side i passed x.x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for other half of econs, and gp. was worrying a lot over econs and chem, i managed to pass chem after all, and did well for econs case study. i still may fail econs, cos of essay. GP, hmm not very confident, hopefully can squeeze a pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok nothing to say already. stoned here very long lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all seems to be going well~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos even if i dream of you&lt;br /&gt;the sweetest dream will never do&lt;br /&gt;i'll still miss you babe&lt;br /&gt;and i dun wanna miss a thing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-1919584569797312525?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/1919584569797312525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=1919584569797312525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/1919584569797312525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/1919584569797312525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2009/07/la-most-results-are-out-already.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-6301618903275708767</id><published>2009-07-02T00:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T01:05:39.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you cant play on broken strings, you cant feel anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. it just gets worse everyday.. i dun understand, i think there is still a communication problem. im still unable to say what i really want to say, true that we still barely know each other. i really dun understand the problem....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, enough said. the exams so far, i think i can pass all 3 H2s. of course my greatest concern is chem, and it doesnt help that the paper was difficult. the questions are easy, but it is made in such a way that you cannot stop to think. almost everyone didnt finish the paper. but i am still glad that a lot of questions on redox came out, so i was largely able to do the paper. i even managed to do the oxidation number question, in which past attempts i always failed to get the answer. hopefully i got it right this time. quite confident for the redox questions, chapter 1 is like my best chapter LOL. i think i can pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for maths, ya, easy paper, unless one doesnt study of course. thought i had enough time to finish the paper. but when i reached that binomial question, i got the answer wrong, and so i went back to check for the mistake. spent quite some time looking for the mistake. got stuck again at the (ax2 + bx + 2)/(x + c) question. careless mistake again. managed to find the mistake in the end, finished that part question. didnt do the last graph question, the -2g(x) question. so easy, but i ran out of time. such waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's econs, ok honestly i didnt study. only depended last minute on the red book. helped a little, found out how to answer the questions. maybe i can still squeeze a pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other papers, ok la, nothing to say. heard that physics could be a killer paper, hmm... will study hard tmr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck to everyone taking exams..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soft kiss and wine&lt;br /&gt;what a pretty friend of mine&lt;br /&gt;we're finally intertwined&lt;br /&gt;nervous and shy&lt;br /&gt;for the moment we will come alive tonight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-6301618903275708767?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/6301618903275708767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=6301618903275708767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/6301618903275708767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/6301618903275708767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-cant-play-on-broken-strings-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-4065700451507884819</id><published>2009-06-15T20:42:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T22:20:10.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went out on friday for leslie's birthday celebration! didnt go as well as planned though.. haha. met up to buy all the present and cake and stuff. then slack a while in the library before heading for leslie's house. well he isnt home yet but... we were planning to go up to his door and present him a cake. so we camped around the whole area. we wanted to track him so we know he reached home. but in the end he spotted most of us halfway. LOL. nevertheless we presented him a cake at his door, although we couldnt light the candle in time. the best part is instead of a birthday song.. we were singing our sec school song o.o! it was madness, complete madness LOL. so we entered, take picture, cut cake, eat cake (duh), drink water (o.o). then we sat down and played taiti, but we learnt a new style of playing, draft taiti! interesting, makes everything more uncertain. then we made our way down to marina square, ate at Secret Recipe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZHuuaf-bI/AAAAAAAAAF4/az1f7q6BLnE/s1600-h/12062009460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZHuuaf-bI/AAAAAAAAAF4/az1f7q6BLnE/s320/12062009460.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347540475607775666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOOK! FOOOOOD! this was what i ate that day. $12.70 with GST and service charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the meal we played arcade, ok not really play, just the usual few arcaders play. virtual cops, the weird 3 buttons 3 players game with a lot of spamming, and daytona. even watching them was fun. haha. left for home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 6am next morning. taxi-ed to tanjong pagar railway station. it was unusually crowded that day.. wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZHuR4TRzI/AAAAAAAAAFw/QLsFnuIrpq0/s1600-h/13062009466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZHuR4TRzI/AAAAAAAAAFw/QLsFnuIrpq0/s320/13062009466.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347540467948144434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this was taken while queuing up to cross the Customs. now you got a peek of the train~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZHuHnEcbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/6-0RFhlwP0s/s1600-h/13062009468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZHuHnEcbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/6-0RFhlwP0s/s320/13062009468.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347540465191514546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the train. didnt manage to count the number of carriages. 12 maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZHtl0s0HI/AAAAAAAAAFg/tTCx6hZ1QsQ/s1600-h/13062009470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZHtl0s0HI/AAAAAAAAAFg/tTCx6hZ1QsQ/s320/13062009470.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347540456121880690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the inside of the train, random shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZHtQpN4XI/AAAAAAAAAFY/fLM03gbIbXo/s1600-h/13062009471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZHtQpN4XI/AAAAAAAAAFY/fLM03gbIbXo/s320/13062009471.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347540450436571506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;completely random~ taken from inside the train. the train ride is always oh so long. nearly 4 hours. haha. slept for more than half the trip. i couldnt sleep the last night. ask danial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZIllh3mZI/AAAAAAAAAGg/hn9k-HNDOuo/s1600-h/13062009472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZIllh3mZI/AAAAAAAAAGg/hn9k-HNDOuo/s320/13062009472.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347541418115570066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;was already in Segamat (destination), taking taxi to the kampung :D. those are the shophouses. the taxi ride was 20 mins, its quite a distance, and its only RM 15 for 4 people. cover the same distance in singapore and it will be $15. lol. there are hardly any speed limits there, and so almost all cars travel at average 90 kph. but the roads are always very uneven, so we are always bouncing. oh btw, any car can be a taxi in malaysia, just repaint your car to the taxi colour and theres a taxi! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZIlQm31MI/AAAAAAAAAGY/DGWeKKvfPi4/s1600-h/13062009473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZIlQm31MI/AAAAAAAAAGY/DGWeKKvfPi4/s320/13062009473.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347541412499412162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my grandfather's house!..and my two cousins. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat around, blah blah, also went out to play badminton at the basketball court (lol, well its almost always empty :D, forgot to take a picture of it!) ate ice cream after we returned (mm, ice cream! lol) to cool down~ then played cards and more cards, and more cards....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZIk6_vKNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/UED9NAkQbpE/s1600-h/13062009474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZIk6_vKNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/UED9NAkQbpE/s320/13062009474.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347541406698121426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kitchen. sort of. the whole house is made of two parts, living room; kitchen + dining area. took this picture from the middle of the area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up the next morning, and walked to the coffeeshop "nearby" for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZKDBkGCUI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/_XuBOeRamLY/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZKDBkGCUI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/_XuBOeRamLY/s320/Image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347543023368931650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this was taken on the way~ fyi thats a treehouse. yes a treehouse. a house that is on a tree. still dun believe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZKDSvjtOI/AAAAAAAAAHg/GOmkviYAAKQ/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZKDSvjtOI/AAAAAAAAAHg/GOmkviYAAKQ/s320/Image000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347543027980416226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the coffeeshop. ok its small only from this point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZKDdJFUlI/AAAAAAAAAHY/fgf2ExYoigo/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZKDdJFUlI/AAAAAAAAAHY/fgf2ExYoigo/s320/Image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347543030771831378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a cat! in the coffeeshop. catwalking around. er literally. saw it jump onto the table for cleaning plates. seems to be looking for food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the total cost of all our meals was RM 20+ only. it filled all 9 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZIkm8GfvI/AAAAAAAAAGI/7E8NtBYtp3A/s1600-h/14062009479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZIkm8GfvI/AAAAAAAAAGI/7E8NtBYtp3A/s320/14062009479.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347541401314164466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bet you cant tell what it is. look closely, or go see the full picture. the ants are trying to bring the dead dragonfly into that hole there, their home probably. rare and interesting sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZIkR2asEI/AAAAAAAAAGA/tsAAzJPz1MA/s1600-h/14062009483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZIkR2asEI/AAAAAAAAAGA/tsAAzJPz1MA/s320/14062009483.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347541395653177410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mm, random. took a picture towards the outside of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZJRjeqtTI/AAAAAAAAAHI/gvLXcbGnxdE/s1600-h/15062009484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZJRjeqtTI/AAAAAAAAAHI/gvLXcbGnxdE/s320/15062009484.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347542173479515442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;train station, waiting for our train back to singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZJRVlQ2tI/AAAAAAAAAHA/jbKa7OZpU0w/s1600-h/15062009502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZJRVlQ2tI/AAAAAAAAAHA/jbKa7OZpU0w/s320/15062009502.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347542169749084882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at the station, taking a picture of the view, with the railway tracks, lol. and a house behind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZJQ1sOrcI/AAAAAAAAAG4/HQ9dm9G2ZAE/s1600-h/15062009504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZJQ1sOrcI/AAAAAAAAAG4/HQ9dm9G2ZAE/s320/15062009504.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347542161188367810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oooo, the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZJQjHYzWI/AAAAAAAAAGw/o0GsrGqO3_8/s1600-h/15062009505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZJQjHYzWI/AAAAAAAAAGw/o0GsrGqO3_8/s320/15062009505.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347542156202003810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ooooooo, the train, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZJQeVGg1I/AAAAAAAAAGo/mPkp3lHdXKA/s1600-h/15062009510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZJQeVGg1I/AAAAAAAAAGo/mPkp3lHdXKA/s320/15062009510.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347542154917348178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Segamat bus station. took this from inside the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZKD0ehtxI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Fdek5tWVSAM/s1600-h/15062009512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZKD0ehtxI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Fdek5tWVSAM/s320/15062009512.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347543037035788050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a half built, or rather, half torn-down building, that has been there since years ago. still refuse to tear it down completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rar, a boring train ride back again. was thinking of either sleeping or studying... well chose to study in the end. didnt study much though. 12 pages of econs. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZKDjvcuwI/AAAAAAAAAHo/VAPjoh745BA/s1600-h/15062009514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZKDjvcuwI/AAAAAAAAAHo/VAPjoh745BA/s320/15062009514.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347543032543361794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh look! last picture! and also.. its the only thing that will differentiate khaijhin's hometown from ours. yes thats the causeway. in between johor and singapore. the water pipes~ and look at those red-white pipes faar away~ recognise? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home sweet home :) missed people xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doushite kimi wo suki ni natte shimattan darou?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-4065700451507884819?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/4065700451507884819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=4065700451507884819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/4065700451507884819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/4065700451507884819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2009/06/went-out-on-friday-for-leslies-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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/_b8iM04iFcXQ/SjZHuuaf-bI/AAAAAAAAAF4/az1f7q6BLnE/s72-c/12062009460.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883782.post-2354223714397377780</id><published>2009-06-07T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T02:28:50.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Doushite kimi wo suki ni natte shimattan darou?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aah. an overdue post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 June 09 -- Day of the very first 0912B outing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached woodlands near 1pm to meet ratheshan to collect the multi-metre (for pw) and the paper plates. i came a little too early so waited for a while. after that was meeting harb at 1.45 for lunch. so since there was a lot of time, just went window shopping around cwp. that will be the third time im window-shopping at cwp in 1 week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday met up for pw at wdl, after pw was still early. rat went back and the rest of us walked around cwp, and also played arcade! havent played arcade for ages! spent $2.10 for the games~ haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday after econs, half the class went for lunch together and shopped for all the bbq stuffs! took some time looking for and deciding what to buy~ and kevan was being really funny by grabbing random stuffs to "buy" LOL. after that window shopped around (again) with danial an lihui, looking at random stuffs, and danial got his pencil case. and "forced" to donate 20 cents. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to friday. too much time to waste, so just walk around the whole cwp, see here see there. also saw jienli, too bad he didnt notice me. so finally wasted enough time, go meet harb at BK. eat, eat, wait for danial, blah blah. when danial is finally done (2.30pm) we were afraid we couldnt make it on time lol. took 168 to go all the way to bedok. chatted a lot on the bus, such as about the road, the places around, landmarks, IKEA, Courts, coolest building, blah blah. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw nas halfway during the ride! we were sitting at the top deck of the bus, the front seats. then we were waving to nas, then he was thinking, who are those people waving ah. then he recognised us and gave the Eh! expression LOL. so funny! so the bus ride took us 1 hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we finally reached bedok we boarded a bus (dun remember which) and sat for 20 mins maybe? until we reached. we went to mcdonalds for some snacks. and took off for a very long walk to our bbq pit! when we finally reached just settled down and talk for a while. then went off to play games le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the sand area, then someone mentioned about crabs. so jinhui started digging for crabs also and i joined in for the hunt! digging and digging, but gave up in the end, plus the pit became filled with seawater also. lol. the waves. then went into the waters! played in the waters for a while. splashed water on each other until we really completely wet already lol. then started play volleyball for some time, most (if not all) of us dunno how to play, so anyhow hit then dunno play until what ah. lol. i played until hand damn pain x.x dunno why. seems like the correct way but ouch! LOL eh really pain loh. pain until i gave up playing volleyball, went back into the waters again xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;play water play water, then jinhui suggested to go to the breakwater. so we went there lol. go there... me and jinhui emo a bit... jinhui suggested sing song. then only me and jinhui sang short stanzas. cheryl joined in later, she asked what we doing here, me and jinhui told here we emo here lol. i think we really got emo there ba... but probably only me and jinhui. lihui dun emo de?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fatin joined in later while we wanted to go back to the sea. fatin took some photos then we went back to the sea again. we really played water for very long. maybe because its rare, and its fun haha. we played some games in the water, like holding our breath, swimming deeper in, hand stand, a lot of things. even tried to play truth or dare lol. but there was nothing to dare so it sort of became only truths. well it still failed cos we couldnt find things to ask, and maybe also because its only 3 people (jinhui was emoing by himself again...). so we just chatted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we finally had our fill of seawater (it was getting dark anyway), we went to get a quick shower and change. there wasnt really proper shower facilities so... its really just a quick shower. after changing, go back to the pit again, started to eat the bbq food! i didnt try much of the food, wasnt feeling very hungry. in fact i hardly ate anything. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after eating some of us started playing card games, others continued to savour their bbq marshmellows. also learnt a new card game that is very mathematical. the objective of the game is to put in operators (plus, minus, mutiply, divide, and brackets) to get the final result of 24, using the 4 shown cards. the slowest person loses. it was quite a challenging game, and kevan was definitely the best player there, although he was just a spectator in the first place. it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet again, jinhui was spotted emoing alone. so i joined him in his emoness, singing the very emo songs... just emo for that while. then was called away by danial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats the final fun of the day. we loaded ourselves with packets of flour. then rushed to jinhui and pouring it all over him! xD jinhui just stoned there getting himself completely covered with flour! then everyone started to flour fight each other, tossing flour at each other, making sure everyone was hit by the flour too! LOL it was chaos! wahaha. jinhui was covered by so much flour danial called him a geisha o.o~ then seeing nas so clean harb grabbed some flour and chased after nas! i ran along to chase nas, well, without flour. lol. i managed to catch up with harb, should have asked harb for the flour and continue the chase. too bad i didnt so we "returned" to our pits, which actually means awaiting nas' return to attack again. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when nas did return it took a while before we actually realise he was there, and sufyan chased after nas with flour again! chase until disappear from sight, until even a dog was chasing after them lol. sufyan said he leapt over the dog, but he wasnt sure if he landed on the dog also. he said he landed on something soft. but i dun really think so, since he leapt over the dog, how can he still step on the dog. oh well. dunno what happened to the chase for nas, dunno if he got floured. but in the end we still floured him. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon we packed up, ready to go already. had a last (or rather, many) group photo shots, including many fails ones. kevan's sisters (they came by) were just spamming the cameras, dun care whether we were ready. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we splited up for the return trip, we werent all going the same way. kevan offered us a ride to the mrt station, but in the end after much consideration we didnt take the offer. so we walked a long way to the bus stop which is really quite far, almost met trouble on the way. we were really lucky to have just slipped off the trouble. waited a long long time for the bus to come. we were quite impatient, it was getting really late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt think the bus ride would be so long, and there were inconsiderate people on board who were chatting and laughing loudly on board the bus. it was a very lonely ride, but im still glad it was a safe ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally after 45 mins of the bus ride, we reached amk. walked to the mrt station, and the notice says "last train-jurong east" last train, i thought. then the time says "1 min". i went OMG 1 min. everyone raaaan to catch the train! haven ran to catch a train in a long time LOL. talked a bit on the train, and we got off at our respective stations, and it was 20 minutes past midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not sure if the bbq was considered a success, there were things missing and stuff, but it was definitely fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but i myself have failed because i did not do what i really, really wanted to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doushite kimi ni nani mo tsutaerarenakattan darou?&lt;br /&gt;Mainichi maiban tsunotteku omoi&lt;br /&gt;Afuredasu kotoba, wakatteta no ni (mou todokanai)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-2354223714397377780?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/2354223714397377780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=2354223714397377780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/2354223714397377780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/2354223714397377780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2009/06/doushite-kimi-wo-suki-ni-natte.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-5761897779444707913</id><published>2009-06-03T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T22:14:03.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel random.&lt;br /&gt;i feel funny.&lt;br /&gt;i feel excited.&lt;br /&gt;i feel a tinge of anger.&lt;br /&gt;i feel stressed.&lt;br /&gt;i feel lazy.&lt;br /&gt;i feel. bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summer test is just around the corners. and im sitting here staring at my computer screen. im looking at blogger. im reading my msn chats. im slacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am quite sure i will regret not studying hard enough for summer test. oh well. blame it all on distractions and laziness. and myself too. should really start studying. this holiday is really busy. so many days i wont be free. such as being overseas, class outings, pw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a brighter note, there seems to be a lot of days for joy! friday is 12b class bbq, next week overseas (though just malaysia), after that week 4faith chalet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoping that the class bbq will be our first sucessful outing! and something else be sucessful too! wahaha. but really, credits to all those who helped to organise! woooo looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched Bloody Monday last few days. its a jap drama, about terrorism and a hacker helping to save the city. quite an interesting show! the events are very unpredictable~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fujimaru so pro in hacking :P the whole show he has never failed before wow o.o lol ok maybe i got a little obsessed over his hacking. but too pro already. lol. one day must learn how to hack like him. just kidding. i have no reasons to hack. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i almost wanted to spoil the show. ok nvm. but its really an interesting show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;danial is a pro singer. :) i was amazed :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of songs, listened to somemore jap and korean songs, or rather by DBSK la. hmm, certain songs are quite good, but not all. maybe not to my liking. no offence to dbsk fans. i dun wan fists flying towards me. trying to learn one of the songs~ but not really working lol. especially when i dun understand jap so i dunno what they are singing, plus its too fast to catch. then again, could be just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ran out of ideas to blog about. tata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a game and we're all just victims of love&lt;br /&gt;don't try to fight it&lt;br /&gt;victims of love&lt;br /&gt;you can't decide it&lt;br /&gt;victims of love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-5761897779444707913?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/5761897779444707913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=5761897779444707913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5761897779444707913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5761897779444707913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-feel-random.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-4066298516352871997</id><published>2009-04-11T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T02:09:17.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The White Tie Affair - Candle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a ride on a February morning, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just getting over it and dealing with the mourning, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I started thinking out loud: I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My baby's flying off the edge of the road, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She's saying, "I'm so sorry about that note", &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That left me all alone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somebody turn the lights on, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somebody tell me what's wrong, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'd be lying if I told you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Losing you was something I could handle, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somebody turn the lights on, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somebody tell me how long, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All this darkness will surround you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cuz I'm burning for you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Burning like a candle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seven days since I've seen your face, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seven nights I have laid to waste, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm burning out now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know we're hanging at the end of the road, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We've flown too high, make a swarm too low, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I heard a screaming out loud, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I heard a screaming out loud &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somebody turn the lights on, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somebody tell me what's wrong, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'd be lying if I told you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Losing you was something I could handle, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somebody turn the lights on, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somebody tell me how long, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All this darkness will surround you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cuz I'm burning for you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Burning like a candle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Think, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All the things that you say, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What are the things that you mean, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What are the things that you say to me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cuz your tradgedy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A queen for his majesty, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All these plans for me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your kingdom is crumbling, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're a tradgedy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A queen for his majesty, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All these plans for me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your kingdom is crumbling, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somebody turn the lights on, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somebody tell me what's wrong, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'd be lying if I told you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Losing you was something I could handle, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somebody turn the lights on, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somebody tell me how long, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All this darkness will surround you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cuz I'm burning for you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Burning like a candle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Burning for you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Burning like a candle, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Burning for you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Burning like a candle                    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-4066298516352871997?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/4066298516352871997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=4066298516352871997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/4066298516352871997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/4066298516352871997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2009/04/white-tie-affair-candle-i-took-ride-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-5911459785112083829</id><published>2009-04-11T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T02:06:33.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back for an update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out today, or rather, yesterday for fishing. if you dunno, i know nothing about fishing, so this trip is a learning trip for me (and oliver). basically i just learnt how to throw the line. had the whole afternoon to practise throwing the line. not that i took the whole afternoon of course. quickly figured how to throw it far, or decent enough. after that got to fish with baits itself! the sad thing is its always "... not even a nibble..." ok maybe nibbles have, but i was not in time to fish it out. kept on losing the bait, or no fish bit it -.- oh well, but fishing is fun! i want to go fishing again someday~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i treasure all my relationships and friendships. i dun wish my friend to be very extraordinary or anything. hope that my friends will be there when i need them. plus, i am the listener type, so i will be there when my friends need me too. i feel so glad that i have helped one friend out, and i know he is truly thankful too. its just that many people do not treasure what they have, until they lose it, and then start to realise and regret. i dun want to lose any friend, because each and every friend has an impact on me. a friend in need is a friend indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-5911459785112083829?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/5911459785112083829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=5911459785112083829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5911459785112083829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5911459785112083829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2009/04/back-for-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-7779544867234919902</id><published>2009-03-19T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T22:23:52.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weird and nice song o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kaiser Chiefs - Never Miss A Beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What did you learn today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I learned nothin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What did you do today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I did nothin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What did you learn at school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I didn't go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Why didn't you go to school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's cool to know nothin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (X2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Television's on the blink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; There's nothin on it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I really want to really big coat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; With words on it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What do you want for tea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I want crisps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Why didn't you join the team?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I just didn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's cool to know nothin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (X2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Take a look, take a look, take a look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; At the kids on the street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; No they never miss a beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; No they never miss a beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Never miss a beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Never miss a beat, beat, beat, beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Take a look at the kids on the street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; No they never miss a beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; No they never miss a beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Never miss a beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Never miss a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Never miss a beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Never miss a beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Here comes the referee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The light's flashin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Best bit of the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now that's livin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Why don't you run away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Are you kiddin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What is the golden rule?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You say nothin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's cool to know nothin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (X2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Take a look, take a look, take a look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; At the kids on the street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; No they never miss a beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; No they never miss a beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Never miss a beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Never miss a beat, beat, beat, beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Take a look at the kids on the street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; No they never miss a beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; No they never miss a beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Never miss a beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Never miss a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Never miss a beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Never miss a beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Take a look, take a look, take a look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; At the kids on the street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; No they never miss a beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; No they never miss a beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Never miss a beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Never miss a beat, beat, beat, beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Take a look at the kids on the street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; No they never miss a beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; No they never miss a beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Never miss a beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Never miss a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Never miss a beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Never miss a beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-7779544867234919902?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/7779544867234919902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=7779544867234919902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/7779544867234919902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/7779544867234919902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2009/03/weird-and-nice-song-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-2802218295435066554</id><published>2009-03-18T23:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T00:40:49.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oops. this blog is quite dead. ahh i try my best to update this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in sec school life, holidays = fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now in jc life, holidays = homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the difference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not trying to complain that jc life is tough, which as a matter of fact it is, im just proving a point. i came prepared for a tough time in jc life. in fact, jc life could be one of the toughest in our entire lives. probably because it will be the last time we are studying many subjects simultaneously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, if i put the chinese homework aside, the amount of homework isnt really a lot. most of them could be finished within an hour or 2. but funny that whenever there is less homework we tend to take our time to do it, which ends up in taking 5 hours to complete one worksheet. oh yeah, i refer that to myself. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least the physics multimedia project is settled. or almost settled. the parts of the recording are done, only left with compilation and editing. i know our phenomenon is not very exciting or interesting, but at least its simple and easy to film or do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took some random photos in the lab after us 3 groups (umm, actually 2 groups and a person whose PARTNER did not appear.) finished using the lab. at first fatin asked mr tan if he wanted to take a picture too. well he blatantly refused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in the blink of an eye, he must have activated his theory of photography. he offered to take the photo for us. riight. now why would he wanna do that? o.O be a nice guy?&lt;br /&gt;danial suggested that it be called the theory of photography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(awkward pause -- what should i say now?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after we filmed the last part of our project, i stayed back to do homework in school, along with danial and jinhui. ..do work do work.. started to get a bit lame..... then restless........... then crappy..................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;danial keeps calling me a pro. well for the last time (and damn you) im not a pro. apparently &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; said this. "if you cant do this maths question then the whole class cant do it." ahem, what are you trying to imply? that im god? o.O danial so non-sensical la. and that is an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, so i shot back when he couldnt get the right answer for the chem question. "if you cant get the answer the whole class cant get the answer." that felt good. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and both of them are kicking such a big fuss out of me talking to kevan. ok maybe danial not so, jinhui is. love confessions right jinhui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we chat and did work at the same time (sort of) and they only finished their work at about 4.30. like so late already. jinhui wants me to teach him physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not saying that i refuse to help.. but i really wan to go already o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and never had i helped ppl so much in their work before. it used to be the other way round for me. 助人为快乐之本。hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jai ho is stuck in my head even though i only know the two words of the whole song. omg bad song to get stuck in the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(woohoohoo)&lt;br /&gt;debbie just hit the wall&lt;br /&gt;she never had it all&lt;br /&gt;one prozac a day&lt;br /&gt;husbands a CPA&lt;br /&gt;her dreams went out the door&lt;br /&gt;when she turned 24&lt;br /&gt;only been with one man&lt;br /&gt;what happened to her plan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was gonna be an actress&lt;br /&gt;she was gonna be a star&lt;br /&gt;she was gonna shake her ass&lt;br /&gt;on the hood of whitesnake's car&lt;br /&gt;her yellow SUV&lt;br /&gt;is now the enemy&lt;br /&gt;looks at her average life&lt;br /&gt;and nothing has been alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since Bruce Springsteen, Madonna&lt;br /&gt;way before Nirvana&lt;br /&gt;there was U2 and blondie&lt;br /&gt;and music still on MTV&lt;br /&gt;her two kids from high school&lt;br /&gt;they tell her that she's uncool&lt;br /&gt;'cos she's still preoccupied&lt;br /&gt;with 19,19,1985 (woohoohoo)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-2802218295435066554?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/2802218295435066554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=2802218295435066554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/2802218295435066554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/2802218295435066554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2009/03/oops.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-7438485719319994877</id><published>2009-02-18T18:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T18:49:54.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rar! i was supposed to have posted while i was online on psp a few days ago. the sad thing is that after i typed out everything in my psp it turned out that i cant publish the post =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right. since it was few days ago, i cant rmb what i tried to post about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i'll have to recreate my ideas again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a couple of hours time i'd be getting my specs. i haven been able to see very clearly since the start of school, so i decided to get specs. left eye 75 degrees, right eye 25. i know its going to be inconvenient to wear specs, but its necessary..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the amount of homework is gradually increasing. luckily there is no homework to rush today -- just two chinese homeworks by next week. hope it doesnt pile up during the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far we've started on the GP podcast project. it actually sounds quite fun, but the topics are definitely not easy. its so hard to try to come up with ideas for the contents and stuff. but at least our GP teacher is funny ^^ the topic we are doing is about blogging! heres the question we were to do on: "blogging is nothing more than idle chatting and self-indulgence. is this a fair statement?" one things for sure, what im talking about now is idle chatting =P anyway we chose that it wasnt a fair statement. not going to talk much about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of classes and projects, it reminds me of my class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far, i can remember everyone's name. however, we still dun have a class contact list so that everyone can easily contact each other. i got some of their numbers and emails and added some on facebook too. its funny that every class there will be one joker in the class. well its good, he's funny. got a few friends till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~.~ im bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hear it for America's suitehearts&lt;br /&gt;I must confess, I'm in love with my own sins&lt;br /&gt;Let's hear it for America's suitehearts&lt;br /&gt;I must confess, I'm in love with my own sins&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-7438485719319994877?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/7438485719319994877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=7438485719319994877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/7438485719319994877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/7438485719319994877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2009/02/rar-i-was-supposed-to-have-posted-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-3816594015292749372</id><published>2009-02-06T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T21:10:37.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>5th day of school has just ended. time flies, like always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im really enjoying my time in this school! i figured that i didnt make the wrong choice of coming to this school. i enjoyed the orientation too. it was quite fun. now this cohort seems to still have the mood of orientation, restless and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the first day itself, i have already found myself some friends! exchanged numbers. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about my combination, i got into H2 maths physics and chem, and H1 econs. it was my first choice, but i sort of knew i would get into it. but our classes have not been allocated now, so we still have no class yet. will know on mon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far our lectures have started. so lessons sort of officially started. i hope the teachers are good. but it sort of hard to stay awake sometimes -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this school has left quite a good impression on me, i hope i wont regret choosing this school~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O-M-G (G)&lt;br /&gt;You can't see me&lt;br /&gt;I'm blending in like a pine tree (tree?)&lt;br /&gt;I am unseen&lt;br /&gt;You can't see me 'cos I'm a ninja, nin-ninja, ninja, nin-ninja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-3816594015292749372?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/3816594015292749372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=3816594015292749372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/3816594015292749372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/3816594015292749372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2009/02/5th-day-of-school-has-just-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-1703434320848094178</id><published>2009-01-30T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T21:20:22.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1 month and 1 day since the last post.. lol. i just didnt feel like blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. i scored 14 for r5. hmm, i only feel like that my results are ok ba. i hate the fact that i got b4 for english!!! everything else is really ok, or even better. the reason why i got b4 for english is probably because of that stupid oral topic which completely killed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly, i scored b3 for both combined humans and geog! like wow, i thought i screwed up both. i expected c5 or c6 for those two subjects.. but i somehow ended up with b3! haha. i thought my r5 would haven been 16 or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's posting results... i got into my first choice, ijc. ok la, i feel neutral. after all its my first choice, the jc that is close enough. all others are like so far away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now to think of it, i did not study extremely well for the Os. oh well. since its over, its over. why bother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least when i enter ijc i will still have friends there, i wont be lonely there. not like i wont make new friends, but you know, i will already have friends there. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i miss out something to post? .................nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still alive but im barely breathing&lt;br /&gt;just praying to a god that i don't believe in&lt;br /&gt;'cos i got time while she got freedom&lt;br /&gt;'cos when a heart breaks no it don't break even&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-1703434320848094178?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/1703434320848094178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=1703434320848094178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/1703434320848094178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/1703434320848094178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2009/01/1-month-and-1-day-since-last-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-5519758934971983576</id><published>2008-12-29T12:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T12:44:08.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jonas Brothers - Love Bug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Called her for the first time yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Finally found the missing part of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Felt so close, but you were so far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Left me without anything to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now I'm speechless,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;over the egde just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Breathless,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I never thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That I'd catch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This love bug again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hopeless,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Head over heels,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the moment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'd never thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That I'd get hit by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This love bug again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't get your smile out of my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(i can't get you out of my mind)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think about your eyes all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your beautiful, but you don't even try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(you don't even, don't even try)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Modesty is just so hard to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now I'm speechless,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;over the egde just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Breathless,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I never thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That I'd catch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This love bug again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hopeless,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Head over heels,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the moment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'd never thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That I'd get hit by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This love bug again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kissed her for the first time yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everything I wish that it would be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Suddenly, I forgot how to speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hopeless, Breathless, Baby can't you..see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now I'm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now I'm speechless,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;over the egde just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Breathless,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I never thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That I'd catch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This love bug again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now I'm hopeless,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Head over heels,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the moment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'd never thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That I'd get hit by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This love bug again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love bug again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-5519758934971983576?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/5519758934971983576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=5519758934971983576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5519758934971983576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5519758934971983576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2008/12/jonas-brothers-love-bug-called-her-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-3109483152440987086</id><published>2008-12-29T12:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T12:40:09.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in sort of a good mood now, i dun even know why.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am going to start talking crap here because one reason why im blogging is that im very bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 29th dec today. in 3 days it will be new year, 2009! it marks the end of this year. and also the start of a year in a new school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno how the next year will pass by, having know nothing of what is going to happen. according to someone who is very sure, he said that our results will be released on one day from 14-16th jan. thats about half a month away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until then, lets enjoy ourselves first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i was sort of shocked when i finally confirmed it. but in a good way. you're nice. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-3109483152440987086?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/3109483152440987086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=3109483152440987086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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counsin and family came over for lunch. well, more than just lunch, like stay and talk. my cousin played some maple, and now wants me to train his character for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so near dinnertime we went down to the newly-renovated SSC - Sembawang Shopping Centre. just go over to have dinner and take a look around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having to know that the shuttle bus comes every hour, we decided to walk there instead. it was about a 20 mins walk, not really too far. reach there, quite a number of shops are not opened yet. most of the shops have been replaced. i hardly see any shops that are still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the food court (kopitiam) to have dinner first thing. had this chicken banmian. mmm, honestly, not bad. haha. and i noticed the carrot cake seller from sun plaza quit to work there! lolz i will always recognise him! his carrot cake is really nice! hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since its newly opened, so there are a lot of people everywhere. finding seats around the food court was sort of hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bro, my 2 cousins and i sat on a table. we encountered a few very rude people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while only my bro hasnt finished his dinner while everyone else at our table did, this 2 malays were already waiting at our table for a seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very rudely, one of them said asked us if we are done eating. even though they know that my bro is still eating, they asked us to leave the table so they could have a seat and let my bro eat alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like. HEY. where are your manners. why do you ignore the fact that someone is still eating? my mum told me that we had the right to not leave our seat, and that they took the advantage because we were not adults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. see us as kids then can bully har.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after dinner we walked around the place. like i mentioned, most of the shops are still not open. bought a 5x5 cube at comics! wahahahaha. i long wanted to play the 5x5 cube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually the shopping centre seemed more cramped up as it looks. there are probably more shops, and the shop space is squeezy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just solved the 5x5 cube! didnt see any guide at all. haha good achievement. lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post ends here~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your voice was the soundtrack of my summer&lt;br /&gt;do you know you're unlike any other?&lt;br /&gt;you'll always be my thunder, and i said&lt;br /&gt;your eyes are the brightest of all the colours&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna ever love another&lt;br /&gt;you'll always be my thunder&lt;br /&gt;so bring on the rain&lt;br /&gt;and bring on the thunder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i got a good feeling about this~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-6784440827856402981?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/6784440827856402981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=6784440827856402981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/6784440827856402981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/6784440827856402981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-belated-christmas-and-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-7646259672396850986</id><published>2008-12-21T17:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T18:11:45.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so today is 21st. our class chalet ended on 17th. whoops this post should have been created 5 days ago. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since its 5 - 7 days already, pardon me, my memory isnt that fresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting off with 15th, met kenneth leslie jienli and kok at bishan platform. decided to go to orchard to eat lunch. waited for singhau before we set off. ok, i dunno exactly where we ate, i only know its a food court. generally the price of the food is expensive. well its orchard, what do you expect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ordered bacon pasta there. it was a whooping $8.90. luckily, it was worth the price. the food tasted great, and it was certainly filling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited for leon at orchard mrt before going off to pasir ris. it was quite a long ride. at least we got to sit down from city hall all the way to paris ris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much until the evening. just played cards or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the evening was bbq time. since it looked like it was going to rain, we ended up bbqing below the shelter again. didnt eat much at the bbq. probably because there were many people and were "fighting" for food -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played cards since night again. its probably the only thing we could do at the chalet. lolz. i can hardly remember what we did then. i only remember that we tried to sleep at 3am. it failed badly because apparently everyone was chatting, and people were going in and out, switching on the lights to find some stuff... blah blah.. until about 5am, when for some unknown reasons the conversation ended and most of us fell asleep. we woke up an hour later again. played cards yet again, for a while, before going off for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went up to macs to have breakfast. and there was a "genius" at the counter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ordered mcgriddles with egg, and changing my drink to ice milo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i went back, the mcgriddles had no egg, and yet i was charged for the price of mcgriddles with egg! great. i got scammed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, fortunately or unfortunately, oliver ordered mcgriddles w/o egg, and upsize drink to ice milo too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was charged for less than $6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that means, he got a "free" upsize of drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best part? he got mcgriddles WITH egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, forget about it. so after breakfast, we called up kenneth. kenneth invited us to his house the previous day, so we decided to go to his house that morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we set off to a long bus journey to kenneth's house, and we almost took forever to reach there. at least now we know we should not take bus 58 to bishan because it doesnt go directly there. right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenneth's house.. the first thing i'd say is "wow". his house is nicely decorated with a lot of vases and stuffs. makes the whole place look very high-class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we started off playing cs, using cheats like bot_kill to destroy the bots and win. LOL. what cheaters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played need for speed underground (is it?) after that. leon is a pro racer. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while leon was still playing nfs, leslie was sleeping on the couch. ok not just sleeping, but snoring. we took a recording of his snoring, and even a video or him sleeping! it ended with oliver punching his stomach, waking him up very abruptly. left after that. wanted to go to toa payoh to have lunch, but we missed the stop! its very funny that we kept on missing stops that day. so we went to the usual place to eat KFC. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, and we learnt something funny yet disturbing too. returned to the chalet after lunch. we were asked where we went when we came back. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much until about 7, when most came back from dunno-where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;introducing the stars of the show! donovan, barry and derek! *claps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno for what kind of reasons, they were teasing each other, and they ended up having pillow fights, ball smashes, taupoks, ticklings, the list goes on. that was a very entertaining half-an-hour. best part, it was all taked down on the digital video cam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just that what they say and do were very funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all the fighting and teasing, all of us went down to superdog to have dinner. its the first time i've even heard of this fast food restaurant. the food isnt bad, quite nice in fact. it wasnt very filling, but since i was only half hungry, that was enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after that they went to buy movie tickets for twilight. they had arguments on how the word "twilight" was pronounced. bought dunno how many tickets. all except 3 were watching the midnight movie. the 3 being me, oliver  (we bo lui lah~) and hong kiat (dun feel like it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to the chalet afterwards. as chunkiat got his internet access, he went to someone's blog, and he started reading aloud the entire post. it was very funny, because the blogger, being a public enemy, wrote things that were so emotional that turned funny! everyone had a great laugh at the post, and the way chunkiat read it aloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after everyone except the 3 of us left for the movie, we went up to 4H's chalet. oliver, hong yi, samuel and roy decided to go to the beach and drink. i tagged along having nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;samuel and roy drank a lot, having to gulp down vodka very quickly. 2 of them were soon drunk. the only undrunk was hong yi (and me, i didnt drink!). he said he and leslie had regular drinks while he was in china, so he wont be drunk so easily. i learnt who hong yi likes too. i know im slow, but after all i hardly know hong yi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the alcoholic drinks were finished very quickly. so while the drinkers lied down on the hard rocks, they started singing emo songs. too bad i hardly know the songs, although having to have heard of them before. it was the perfect time for being emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it sort of turned into boredom, everyone went back to their chalets to take a shower. oliver was no longer drunk after his shower. he rather be drunk. lol. shortly after the 4H people came back to find people to go out for "coffee". it ended up that me and oliver didnt go. stayed in the chalet living with maximum boredom. when the rest finally came back, we went to sleep. the rest of them were playing twister, which xuanliang (did i mention he crashed into our chalet?) brought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa, sleep never felt so good. lol. we slept for 6 hours straight, undisturbed by anything, or except that it was a little cold. we figured that actually 3 people were using a blanket. no wonder it was cold. got chased out of bed by xuanliang at around 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;washed up and went to macs for breakfast. i didnt get scammed this time. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we didnt feel like going back to the chalet, so we hanged out by the beach, playing with the sand. derek was making balls of sand to throw into the sea, and the challenge was that the ball must stay intact while you gently toss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to get our bags afterwards, and left for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing&lt;br /&gt;Just prayed to a god that I don't believe in&lt;br /&gt;Cos I got time while she got freedom&lt;br /&gt;Cos when a heart breaks no it don't break even&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-7646259672396850986?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/7646259672396850986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=7646259672396850986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/7646259672396850986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/7646259672396850986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-today-is-21st.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-9158471317283960957</id><published>2008-12-10T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:35:12.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The All-American Rejects - Gives You Hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up every evening&lt;br /&gt;With a big smile on my face&lt;br /&gt;And it never feels out of place.&lt;br /&gt;And you're still probably working&lt;br /&gt;At a 9 to 5 pace&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how bad that tastes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you see my face&lt;br /&gt;Hope it gives you hell, Hope it gives you hell&lt;br /&gt;When you walk my way&lt;br /&gt;Hope it gives you hell, Hope it gives you hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now where's your picket fence love&lt;br /&gt;And where's that shiny car&lt;br /&gt;and did it ever get you far?&lt;br /&gt;You never seemed so tense, love&lt;br /&gt;Never seen you fall so hard&lt;br /&gt;Do you know where you are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told I'm lying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you see my face&lt;br /&gt;Hope it gives you hell, Hope it gives you hell&lt;br /&gt;When you walk my way&lt;br /&gt;Hope it gives you hell, Hope it gives you hell&lt;br /&gt;If you find a man that's worth a damn and treats you well&lt;br /&gt;Then he's a fool you're just as well hope it gives you hell&lt;br /&gt;Hope it gives you hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow you'll be thinking to yourself&lt;br /&gt;Where did it all go wrong?&lt;br /&gt;But the list goes on and on&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told I'm lying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you see my face&lt;br /&gt;Hope it gives you hell, Hope it gives you hell&lt;br /&gt;When you walk my way&lt;br /&gt;Hope it gives you hell, Hope it gives you hell&lt;br /&gt;If you find a man that's worth a damn and treats you well&lt;br /&gt;Then he's a fool you're just as well hope it gives you hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you'll never see&lt;br /&gt;What you've done to me&lt;br /&gt;You can take back your memories&lt;br /&gt;They're no good to me&lt;br /&gt;And here's all your lies&lt;br /&gt;You can look me in the eyes&lt;br /&gt;With the sad, sad look&lt;br /&gt;That you wear so well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you see my face&lt;br /&gt;Hope it gives you hell, Hope it gives you hell&lt;br /&gt;When you walk my way&lt;br /&gt;Hope it gives you hell, Hope it gives you hell&lt;br /&gt;If you find a man that's worth a damn and treats you well&lt;br /&gt;Then he's a fool you're just as well hope it gives you hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you see my face&lt;br /&gt;Hope it gives you hell, Hope it gives you hell (hope it gives you hell)&lt;br /&gt;When you walk my way&lt;br /&gt;Hope it gives you hell, Hope it gives you hell (hope it gives you hell)&lt;br /&gt;When you hear this song and you sing along well you'll never tell&lt;br /&gt;And you're the fool I'm just as well I hope it gives you hell&lt;br /&gt;When you hear this song I hope that it will give you hell&lt;br /&gt;You can sing along I hope that it puts you through hell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-9158471317283960957?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/9158471317283960957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=9158471317283960957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/9158471317283960957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/9158471317283960957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2008/12/gives-you-hell-all-american-rejects-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-68591836816372390</id><published>2008-12-10T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:31:36.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Greetings, fellow readers.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;that was random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. as some (i mean, hardly) of you know, i went to malaysia from 6th to 8th. its just the usual "routine" of going back to visit my grandparents 2-3 times a year. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun think i want to talk into details about everything, so i'll cut short a lot of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the train ride... nothing very interesting? played some gta with my cousins.. thrashed them LOL oops. although it was a long ride of 3.5hours, time flew very quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going off to my grandparents place at a countryside, we took a taxi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the taxi driver is one-of-a-kind. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was observing the speedometer the whole ride. i have to say that the average speed he went was 100kph. LOL. he turns at curve at 90, and go at a top speed of 110 and its not even an expressway. btw the speed limit was 90. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this taxi overtakes dangerously. like overtaking two heavy-loaded trucks on the opposite lane. yeah. like going to the opposite lane to overtake. dun worry, of course he noted there were no oncoming cars. well overtaking using the opposite lane is rather common in malaysia.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we bought some bubblegums at the street shops. hey, of course we took the chance to eat bubble gums! we dun get the chance in singapore. haha. bought at least 35 bubbles gums, to be shared among 4. it costs RM0.10 per bubble gum there. convert to SGD, 4 cents? just compare the price differences in malaysia and singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also teached my cousin some steps of completing Rubik's Revenge aka the 4x4 cube. he managed to learn how to complete the centers and make pairs. generally, solving it is to turn the cube into a 3x3 cube! unless you do the just-memorise-the-methods way. i also broke my own record (of 3x3) by finishing it in 1min 20 sec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was also surprised to learn that my cousin played DJ Max too! haha. we took turns to play. he is actually pretty good at it. his save file isnt really his. he just copied his friend's save file.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty much nothing left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. aaron i haven't return you your slippers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-68591836816372390?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/68591836816372390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=68591836816372390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/68591836816372390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/68591836816372390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2008/12/greetings-fellow-readers.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-5190978064593660405</id><published>2008-11-28T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T23:11:17.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so its a long time from my last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my birthday passed 3 days ago. i thank all of you for wishing me a happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;namely: my dad, oliver (11.59pm xD), qiuhui (and for being exactly on the dot), carine, charmian, celine, yeesin, huimei, kaishi, amanda, zhenshan, alicia pan, zhiheng, xuemei, hongtian (i know you couldnt wish me earlier), aaron, and the rest of the people at the chalet! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my birthday was on the first day of chalet. well there were only that few of us there. played a bit of cards and kope food from sijie's family chalet lol. zhenshan went back to get a set of mahjong tiles. so we mahjonged through the night although i did not play much mahjong. still slept a number of hours that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next day was not that boring. played a lot. at night there was bbq. most of the time i was helping with the bbq. sijie and alicia tee were singing their way through the whole bbq!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after the bbq most of us went for bowling. well not all of us played. about half of us are spectators. haha. quite an exciting match haha. zhenshan won with a breeze. we went back to the chalet at around 2. bathed and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i admit that it was a terrible sleep -.- thanks to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; who keeps pushing me right to the corner of the bed that i was afraid of falling onto christopher. really. lol. but im not blaming you lah hor. dun come and kill me for this. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a morning walk with zhenshan the next morning and checked out near 11. ate mac for breakfast and lunch at the same time and took bus home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chalet was averagely fun haha. no doubt i still like my sec 1 class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go ahead as you waste your days with thinking&lt;br /&gt;when you fall everyone sins&lt;br /&gt;another day and you've had your fill of sinking&lt;br /&gt;with the life held in your&lt;br /&gt;hands are shaking cold&lt;br /&gt;these hands are meant to hold&lt;br /&gt;speak to me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-5190978064593660405?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/5190978064593660405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=5190978064593660405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5190978064593660405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5190978064593660405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-its-long-time-from-my-last-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-5741983054602324520</id><published>2008-11-15T17:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T18:01:13.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just did two long long quizzes that i was suppose to have done it some time ago. but i wasnt tagged so i wont have realised that i have a quiz to complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that really took a load of time. at least i was occupied. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lets go back to yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see. met up with leslie leon kenneth and singhau at bishan for lunch around noon. went down to the food centre nearby, where i've never eaten before. tried out the hokkien mee there. well it tasted average. after we finished lunch, leon said he saw a girl that used to like leslie? i dunno much about that so i couldnt identify that person and i dunno what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we took a bus to leslie's house. that makes the third time i have gone to leslie's house. picked up oliver on the way too. played cards there while leon was trying to install cs source which failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after i short while of playing cards, we changed to go swimming! everyone loves swimming! haha. too bad leon didnt join us. but he still got splashed by waves of water and the ball that didnt belong to water. haha. we were just passing the ball around and leslie was trying to attack oliver with the ball! it didnt work very well haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after about 45 mins of swimming, it started drizzling. soon we got out to take a bath before it started to rain heavily. leslie got umbrellas to fetch us back upstairs. some of us half changed into what we were to wear later that day. the rest just wore they casuals. so we spent the rest of the time watching GTA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leslie was playing GTA at first, entering cheats into the game and using hacking programs. he tried to do some stunts too. he tried to enter the military base without dying. he also tried to railway mission where he was to drive the train. well he drived it at full speed and of course it derailed. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he started going around town killing random people, and playing casino games. when helost, he killed the dealer and ran away. lol. yeah. watching him play GTA was quite amusing. especially the things you can do with the hacks and cheats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when it was time to leave, we changed and well, left. i thought leslie dressed like a click five member. haha. anyway, we arrived early and waited for entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much for the first part of the activity. had our first course of soup. then there was a group activity. the aim of it was to build the tallest straw tower that can stand on its own. cool. haha. so we started to combine lots of straws together, and making triangular shapes with the straws to make a base where it can stand on. surprisingly, we won! lol. the prize was a pocket calculator and a pen that comes with the calculator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant remember the sequence of events that happened, but there was a school band performance. i think the members are ming chuen, david, jacob, elias and was it brina? they performed 3 songs but the only one i know is the man who cant be moved. i thought they played quite well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was another band but i cant remember who were the members. i do know that esaint was the lead singer. well, sad to say, it was a below-average performance. their first song was whoa, oh but they made it sound bad! why is esaint singing the wrong tune from the others? the other two songs (which i forgot) were also quite bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another event was the prince and princess of PHS. i guess thats the most interesting event. 11 best-dressed of each gender were picked out. the "contestants" were to do a cat walk around the place, then we the audience would vote for them, keeping the top 3 of each gender. leslie ended up as one of the top 3 guys! the whole of our class' girls voted for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after some other events, the 6 final contestants were to do a dance! LOL thats the really funny part. leslie only did halfway and gave up doing! his dance was very amusing! took it down on handphone video. haha that bad dance probably costed him some votes. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in the end, gregory and juin li won the prince and princess of PHS! well gratz to them! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after taking a class photo, darren shu en me oliver and hong tian went to aaron's house for a stayover. we played through dusk. we played a lot of halo and a lot of shrek game too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in halo, they tried a different style of playing this time. since i was the noobest among them, i was given to be the terrornaut, so that i get extra advantages on a 3v1 battle against me. it turned out as more challenging, as there were kills on both sides. i still managed to win a round. aaron said that looking at my screen made him dizzy because i kept spinning half-rounds. but i spin around is because the targets are behind me.. so it made sense to turn around to attack them? haha. well that is my first and only win of halo. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the shrek game was also very fun, and it really requires a whole load of teamwork. it didnt help that usually everyone kept minding their own businesses and even attacked each other! lol. but it was really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so at about 5 we stopped playing, and stoned there. some wanted to sleep but some dun, and so we ended up stoning.we had chats and jokes.. rather entertaining, typical of darren. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we finally decided to go sleep at 6am. what a weird time to sleep. lol. slept till 10+. aaron's parents bought us breakfast too, and after we finished the breakfast and watched half of kung fu panda(!), we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i lay here&lt;br /&gt;if i just lay here&lt;br /&gt;would you lie with me&lt;br /&gt;and just forget the world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-5741983054602324520?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/5741983054602324520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=5741983054602324520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5741983054602324520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5741983054602324520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-just-did-two-long-long-quizzes-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-5063841178918446603</id><published>2008-11-15T16:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T17:02:02.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;THE SELF&lt;br /&gt;[01] Real name: Choy Shi Hong&lt;br /&gt;[02] Nickname: none&lt;br /&gt;[03] Married: no? obviously not?&lt;br /&gt;[04] Zodiac Sign: sagittarius&lt;br /&gt;[05] Gender: male&lt;br /&gt;[06] Age: 16.&lt;br /&gt;[07] High school: Presbyterian High&lt;br /&gt;[08] College: you should ask me 2 months later.&lt;br /&gt;[09] Height: about 164cm?&lt;br /&gt;[10] Weight: about 45kg?&lt;br /&gt;[11] Do you like yourself: uh...&lt;br /&gt;[12] Piercings: none&lt;br /&gt;[13] Right or left: generally both, except writing is right.&lt;br /&gt;[14] Are you a freak: depends on what you mean.&lt;br /&gt;[15] Hair: black&lt;br /&gt;[16] Skin: what?&lt;br /&gt;[17] Allergic: nothing&lt;br /&gt;[18] What are you doing now: listening to bum bum bee dum bum bum bee dum dum~&lt;br /&gt;[19] What will you do 1 hour later: still online?&lt;br /&gt;[20] What will you do 10 years later: when the ship reaches its port it will go straight LOL.&lt;br /&gt;[21] Live with: parents and brother.&lt;br /&gt;[22] Siblings(included you): 2&lt;br /&gt;[23] Eldest: me&lt;br /&gt;[24] Youngest: my bro?&lt;br /&gt;[25] Love/hate your family: neutral?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LOVE&lt;br /&gt;[26] You found your another half: nah.&lt;br /&gt;[27] If yes, who is he/she: n/a&lt;br /&gt;[28] If no, who you want he/she to be: i do not know.&lt;br /&gt;[29] Time(s) you in relationship: once.&lt;br /&gt;[30] Ever woo boy/girl(0-100000): er, yes.&lt;br /&gt;[31] Anyone woo you before(0-100000): er, yes again.&lt;br /&gt;[32] Did anything wrong to your other half: no.&lt;br /&gt;[33] What was/were the wrong you had done: just said no.&lt;br /&gt;[34] Ever argue with your other half: argue? yeah but hardly.&lt;br /&gt;[35] You with your other half since: n/a&lt;br /&gt;[36] Are you straight/Lesbo: WHOA. what kind of question is this?&lt;br /&gt;[37] Reasons you love your other half: i refuse to speak.&lt;br /&gt;[38] You and your other half in which stage: n/a?&lt;br /&gt;[39] You woo he/she or he/she woo you: she woo me?&lt;br /&gt;[40] Ever think of marry he/she: i take that as n/a.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FRIENDS&lt;br /&gt;[41] Your first best friend: goodness, i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;[42] Your first enemy: im not speaking.&lt;br /&gt;[43] The friend you love the most(1 only): what do you want me to say?&lt;br /&gt;[44] The enemy you hate the most(1 only): not saying.&lt;br /&gt;[45] Your most beautiful girl friend: =.=&lt;br /&gt;[46] Your most handsome boy friend: n/a?&lt;br /&gt;[47] The kind of girl you hate the most: annoying?&lt;br /&gt;[48] The kind of boy you hate the most: annoying?&lt;br /&gt;[49] You fall in love with your close friend before: hmm.. did i?&lt;br /&gt;[50] Your best friend is your ex-lover: no.&lt;br /&gt;[51] If your friend backstabbing you: i'll kill him/her lol.&lt;br /&gt;[52] If your friend betray you: i'll kill him/her.&lt;br /&gt;[53] If your friend woo your lover: it happened.. but i did nothing.&lt;br /&gt;[54] If your friend fall in love with you: LOL. it depends.&lt;br /&gt;[55] If you fall in love with your best friend: it depends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE STUDIES&lt;br /&gt;[56] Are you a good student: at least i think i am.&lt;br /&gt;[57] You always done your homeworks/assignments: blah. not always.&lt;br /&gt;[58] The teacher/tutor you love the most: none.&lt;br /&gt;[59] Always late to school/college: only once.&lt;br /&gt;[60] Your class: 4Faith!&lt;br /&gt;[61] You love your seniors: uh...&lt;br /&gt;[62] Seniors who you love the most: i dunno?&lt;br /&gt;[63] Your classmates good/bad: i cant answer that.&lt;br /&gt;[64] Excellent result classmate: among people im close to, most excellent -- kenneth!&lt;br /&gt;[65] Laziest classmate: LOL me and oliver?&lt;br /&gt;[66] Smart people: kenneth again lol.&lt;br /&gt;[67] Stupid people: he-who-shall-not-be-named.&lt;br /&gt;[68] Good looking people: hey, that may show biasness.&lt;br /&gt;[69] Ugly people: he-who-shall-not-be-named. lol.&lt;br /&gt;[70] Funny people: jien li and oliver. the two jokers.&lt;br /&gt;[71] Cute people: ?&lt;br /&gt;[72] Bad people: he-who-shall-not-be-named. third time i mention this person.&lt;br /&gt;[73] Honest people: kenneth again. i dunno who else is honest.&lt;br /&gt;[74] Acting people: he-who-shall-not-be-named. 4th time.&lt;br /&gt;[75] You are what kind of people: what what kind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PREFER&lt;br /&gt;[76] Lip or eyes: eyes?&lt;br /&gt;[77] Hugs or kisses: hugs?&lt;br /&gt;[78] Shorter or taller: taller&lt;br /&gt;[79] Hesitant or spontaneous: hesitant.&lt;br /&gt;[80] Nice stomach or nice arms: huh?&lt;br /&gt;[81] Listener or Talker: listener&lt;br /&gt;[82] Romantic or rich: no preference.&lt;br /&gt;[83] Good husband or good father: n/a?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FUTURE&lt;br /&gt;[84] Age to get marry: no clue.&lt;br /&gt;[85] Numbers of kid(s): no clue.&lt;br /&gt;[86] Career: no clue.&lt;br /&gt;[87] Salary: since you asked.. what about bill gates salary? LOL jkjk&lt;br /&gt;[88] Retirement age: no clue.&lt;br /&gt;[89] Properties value: no clue.&lt;br /&gt;[90] Wishes: hmm.. none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE VICTIMS&lt;br /&gt;[93-100] i dun victimise people. those who feel like it can do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-5063841178918446603?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/5063841178918446603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=5063841178918446603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5063841178918446603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5063841178918446603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2008/11/self-01-real-name-choy-shi-hong-02.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-7123884440266217591</id><published>2008-11-15T16:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T16:35:20.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;The person tag you is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Charmian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;What relationship of you with him/her?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Your 5 impression towards him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- nice&lt;br /&gt;- rather outgoing?&lt;br /&gt;- smart&lt;br /&gt;- good company hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;- a great friend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most memorable thing he/she has done to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- slow mail me (and hong tian too)?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;The most memorable words that he/she has say to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- LOL i really dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;If he/she becomes your enemy, you will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- ................................NAH wont happen xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;The most desirable things to do for he/she is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- desirable? o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;The overall impression to he/her is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- nice? like i still dunno her well enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;How do you think the people around you will feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- im not "the people around me". why dont you ask them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;The character for you yourself is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- be nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;On contraty, the character you hate of yourself is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- i never thought about that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;The most ideal person you want to be is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;For the person who cares and likes you, say something about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- nice knowing yeh. lol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;5 person to tag:&lt;br /&gt;whoever that feels like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-7123884440266217591?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/7123884440266217591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=7123884440266217591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/7123884440266217591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/7123884440266217591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2008/11/person-tag-you-is-charmian-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-1160509606202339114</id><published>2008-11-08T17:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T18:08:21.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;WHEE! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the O Levels is coming to an end!&lt;/span&gt; just two more papers and it will be over. the last two papers are both MCQs, so all the written papers are over. it called for celebration LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 weeks has been over before we know it! generally, the papers were harder, with the exception of chem paper 2 which was very easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun think i want to talk too much about the Os since its almost ended anyway. but it also means that we have come to the end to secondary school. nvm. haha. we should just enjoy while we can, and wait for end-january to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i candy coat and cover everything that im still hiding underneath&lt;br /&gt;its been a long time, its been a long time&lt;br /&gt;a thousand faces looking up at me&lt;br /&gt;hands all pointing to the ceiling, oh what a feeling&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-1160509606202339114?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/1160509606202339114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=1160509606202339114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/1160509606202339114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/1160509606202339114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2008/11/whee-o-levels-is-coming-to-end-just-two.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-6655464530285289926</id><published>2008-10-06T00:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T00:20:57.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-BtrKQ1C6l4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-BtrKQ1C6l4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uber LOL laughed to tears&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-6655464530285289926?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883782.post-5679689164176800873</id><published>2008-10-03T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T21:52:16.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok maybe just one more last post before the two months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its graduation day today. so thats the "official" last day of school for us. it did mean the end of our secondary school life. but nevertheless there is the last month we will still meet in 2 weeks time. that will be the last time we see the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, there will be people who will miss this school, and some who exclaims "yes! this day has come!". im not really exaggerating. for people who miss school i guess what they really miss is their friends from this school. everyone has memories here, good or bad. most of us will miss their good times in this school. secondary school friends are the friends that stay will you forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who really really cant wait to get out of this school, there must be some reasonable reasons. maybe they feel like its a mistake to be here, or they just hated school. of course there are people who just hate school! and they will be the ones who cant wait to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, i still think that no matter how eager you are to leave this school, there are memories that are left here, which you will be reluctant to leave. school isnt just about studying, is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me, yeah i will definitely miss secondary school life. i already know what i will miss after the exams end and we see one another lesser and lesser... surely i will miss many people, although staying in touch is actually not a problem. there is still the class chalet in december, which is another chance to see each other again! but we should just try our best to stay in touch, meet someone out once in a while, yeah then all will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks like i am going to miss sec school life, big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friends, being with all of you has been great, i really enjoyed my times hanging out with all of you. i hope that we will stay in touch and friends forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll taste every moment&lt;br /&gt;And live it out loud&lt;br /&gt;I know this is the time,&lt;br /&gt;This is the time&lt;br /&gt;To be more than a name&lt;br /&gt;Or a face in the crowd&lt;br /&gt;I know this is the time&lt;br /&gt;This is the time of my life&lt;br /&gt;Time of my life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-5679689164176800873?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/5679689164176800873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=5679689164176800873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5679689164176800873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5679689164176800873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2008/10/ok-maybe-just-one-more-last-post-before.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-2700080643421980315</id><published>2008-10-01T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T21:51:12.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have come (after a long time) to make one last post before my blog goes dead for 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the results of prelim 2 is still not satisfactory enough. unlike i usually do, i shant post my results. just that im not quite happy with some of my results, although im happy with physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously everyone is mugging hard for the exams, which is 2.5 weeks away. chemistry will be one of the first few papers. better work hard for that first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;graduation service is 2 days away, then its 2 weeks break for study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing else to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me,&lt;br /&gt;And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet,&lt;br /&gt;And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not moving...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-2700080643421980315?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/2700080643421980315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=2700080643421980315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/2700080643421980315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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its an achievement to me LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem paper 1 today was tricky. it really tests the understanding of the topic. so i wont be expecting a good grade for chem, to my disappointment. paper 2 was relatively hard, like i mentioned before. so now i have to depend more on physics. physics paper 2 was slightly harder, so i hope that paper 1 wont be that hard, or i wont do well in that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although the exams are still not over, i seem to have taken a chance to start slackening already. nobody can stand studying for long hours everyday. this is very much the only chance left to slacken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, maybe just take 2 or 3 days as your free or play time, then start caging yourself at home with the mountain-pile of books, endure through that one month or two, and then you have all the time you ever need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt; need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever think when you're all alone&lt;br /&gt;All that we can be, where this thing can go?&lt;br /&gt;Am I crazy or falling in love?&lt;br /&gt;Is it real or just another crush?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-5070532193343181284?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/5070532193343181284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=5070532193343181284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5070532193343181284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5070532193343181284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2008/09/second-to-last-prelim-2-paper-has-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-5382921529582827926</id><published>2008-09-10T19:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T19:08:11.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Usher - Moving Mountains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's like whatever I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Just can't get through you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now, now she loved me, shawty I loved her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Used to jump up in the maybach and roll out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Used to care, she used to share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The love that she used to give me can't be found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I lost my way, she said she'd stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And lately I've been sleeping with a ghost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My stock is down and out, I used to be worth my weight in gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That was before the great depression kicked in and rocked us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And that was before the hurricane came in and stopped us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I told you to leave, but you lied to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you said that, baby no worries I promise to get us back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know sorries, just wouldn't do it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Her heart is obliterated, I'm trying to travel through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But it's like moving mountains...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's like moving mountains... hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I keep climbing and hoping things would change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And the sky turns grey, and the water from the rain washes progress away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's like moving mountains...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's like moving mountains...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why just leave me, just leave me, be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just leave me, just leave me, be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why you just leave me, just leave me, Be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why you just leave me, just leave me be ooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She, she don't touch me, I don't touch her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We aint really even ever say a word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I really want to give her everything she deserves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But, the bad took away the good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She thinks that I'm full of it, arguments, always pissed, man I'm tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Every kiss, that I missed, girl you know I'm trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You never believe me when I say, and I never believe it when you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you, and I shouldn't complain about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I should take it like a man and walk up out it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause we will never be the same ooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've been standing in gas, and you have been the flames&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know sorries, just wouldn't do it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Her heart is obliterated, I'm trying to get through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gotta move this mountain, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's like moving mountains... hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I keep climbing and hoping things would change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And the sky turns grey, and the water from the rain washes progress away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's like moving mountains...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's like moving mountains...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well baby why you just leave me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just leave me, be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just leave me, just leave me, be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why you just leave me, just leave me, be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why you just leave me, just leave me be ooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This must be a slow death,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that i'm travelin' on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It feels so wrong, i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;barely holdin' on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See, no matter what it takes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i've gotta get it together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And these hills that im travelin' up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She ain't showin' me love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm down on my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know sorries, just wouldn't do it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Her heart is obliterated, I'm trying travel through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But it's like moving mountains...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's like moving mountains... hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I keep climbing and hoping things would change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And the sky turns grey, and the water from the rain washes progress away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's like moving mountains...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's like moving mountains...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well baby why you just leave me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just leave me, be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just leave me, just leave me, be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why you just leave me, just leave me, be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why you just leave me, just leave me be ooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-5382921529582827926?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/5382921529582827926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=5382921529582827926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5382921529582827926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5382921529582827926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2008/09/usher-moving-mountains-its-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-8804097280674459355</id><published>2008-09-10T18:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T19:06:00.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i should be studying chem or geog now, instead of facing the computer screen and reading blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, nvm that. will study later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so - the prelim papers. so far, the difficulty of the papers somewhat increased. ss sbq was slightly harder, as it was set on something not taken from the textbook. for seq i came prepared so that shouldnt be a problem. emaths.. yeah also harder. i dun remember much liao lehz. i think got quite a few answers i was not very confident of. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for history... lol i didnt really prepare so i flunked it xD. although Mr TLS set the amaths paper 1, it was still sort of harder. i have many inconfident answers again. paper 2 better not be a killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr only amaths paper 2, but what comes next is the worst part. chem paper 2 + geog paper 1! hohoho thats why i said i should really &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; be studying now. i studied a bit of chem through the practice papers already.. but thats definitely not enough. geog ah...... it will be a load of things to study and prepare for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unlike &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; classes, they have no papers on friday. =) they have a longer weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after this week would be left with mostly science papers. exam for us will end on thursday. friday no paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but after the last paper (i.e. physics) we only have 1 month (and 1 or 2 days to be precise, see if you are going to study on thursday.) to 'O's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, now is a good time to scream. after you scream please proceed to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent this post talking about exams again. just in case you didnt notice, i always do during the exam periods. lolz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-8804097280674459355?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/8804097280674459355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=8804097280674459355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/8804097280674459355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/8804097280674459355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-should-be-studying-chem-or-geog-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-5833874247812300427</id><published>2008-08-30T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T19:08:55.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flobots - Handlebars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can ride my bike with no handlebars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No handlebars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No handlebars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can ride my bike with no handlebars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No handlebars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No handlebars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Look at me, look at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hands in the air like it's good to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ALIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and I'm a famous rapper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;even when the paths're all crookedy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can show you how to do-si-do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can show you how to scratch a record&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can take apart the remote control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I can almost put it back together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can tie a knot in a cherry stem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can tell you about Leif Ericson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know all the words to "De Colores"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And "I'm Proud to be an American"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me and my friend saw a platypus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me and my friend made a comic book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And guess how long it took&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can do anything that I want cuz, look:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can keep rhythm with no metronome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No metronome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No metronome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can see your face on the telephone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On the telephone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On the telephone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Look at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Look at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just called to say that it's good to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ALIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In such a small world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All curled up with a book to read&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can make money open up a thrift store&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can make a living off a magazine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can design an engine sixty four&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Miles to a gallon of gasoline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can make new antibiotics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can make computers survive aquatic conditions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know how to run a business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I can make you wanna buy a product&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Movers shakers and producers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me and my friends understand the future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I see the strings that control the systems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can do anything with no assistance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can lead a nation with a microphone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With a microphone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With a microphone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can split the atoms of a molecule&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Of a molecule&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Of a molecule&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Look at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Look at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Driving and I won't stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it feels so good to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alive and on top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My reach is global&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My tower secure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My cause is noble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My power is pure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can hand out a million vaccinations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or let'em all die in exasperation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have'em all healed of their lacerations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have'em all killed by assassination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can make anybody go to prison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just because I don't like'em and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can do anything with no permission&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have it all under my command&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can guide a missile by satellite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;By satellite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;By satellite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and I can hit a target through a telescope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Through a telescope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Through a telescope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and I can end the planet in a holocaust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In a holocaust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In a holocaust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In a holocaust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In a holocaust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In a holocaust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can ride my bike with no handlebars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No handle bars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No handlebars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can ride my bike with no handlebars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No handlebars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No handlebars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-5833874247812300427?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/5833874247812300427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=5833874247812300427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5833874247812300427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/5833874247812300427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2008/08/flobots-handlebars-i-can-ride-my-bike.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-4801899167523665035</id><published>2008-08-30T22:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T23:24:36.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy teacher's day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we still had some lessons on thursday. although lessons such as ss and 1 period of physics were cut off. on the first period of the day we had weird hands and legs exercise which... er... didnt really make much sense. i agree that they do look a bit ridiculous in doing those actions. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 period of physics left to fix up SPA file and hand up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after physics a lot of people still stayed in class, for dunno what reason. so only a few of us went for PE at first, then followed by others. we played some badminton, only to be interrupted and got "chased" out of the hall. slacked for the rest of PE, about 15 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no ss as i mentioned earlier, assembly was moved forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had the teacher's day celebration. nothing really interesting though. or maybe the most interesting is the photos of teachers? like the picture with says "Mr See acting cute"? lolz. we all turned around to look at him and he was smiling to himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after school george and the rest of them stayed for a while and i played some GTA with oliver. met up with the rest of them (i.e. leslie george and kenneth) at the MRT station. went down one stop to amk, where george went home to grab some stuff and the rest of us going to the hawker centre to grab our lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;george then called to tell us to packet lunch for him, then we met below george's house. took 165 to leslie's house. leslie borrowed the table tennis room key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and obviously, we had a table tennis session. leslie himself is from table tennis so no doubt he is good at it. me and george are so called "intermediate" players, as we do know how to play, but not good at it though. george was practising his curve serves. oliver and kenneth have never learnt to play table tennis, so leslie took the effect to teach them to play. oliver sort of lost the patience and hit the balls at leslie instead. lol. leslie challenged us to retaliate his curved serve, with was flawless, if successful. we took turns to try to catch it, but mostly failed, until we got the hang of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so the table tennis session was really fun. leslie constantly thrashed us with his awesome skills. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here comes the even better part. swimming! it has been really long since i last swum! got a little bit of cramps while swimming. oliver was playing in water more than swimming. like trapping air bubbles and releasing them in the water to make "air bombs". lol. maximising the fun eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of us knew how to swim, and leslie being the expert again. butterfly, backstroke, nothing beats him i guess. the most commendable is his butterfly stroke. er, its more than because its good, but, no offence, he really look like an idiot when he swims his butterfly...! really made us laugh. we sabotaged him by splashing water at him while he was swimming. leslie can also do a handstand in water! that really proves him to be an expert. he is so good in his sports! its just amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to change back at around 6.20pm. left for home afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you can see, the reason i didnt choose to go to liuran's house is evidently because leslie's house beats liuran's house by 5 times.. lol. it is way better ot go to leslie's house than liuran's house. we can even stay longer at leslie's house. hahaha. no offence, liu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that thursday was very enjoyable. it feels good to swim after so long!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-4801899167523665035?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/4801899167523665035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=4801899167523665035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/4801899167523665035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/4801899167523665035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2008/08/er.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-7655565655615149684</id><published>2008-08-30T16:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T16:54:10.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is really funny!! listen to what they say closely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j9U40yAomJg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j9U40yAomJg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was introduced to this by other people. used the link from mingchuen's blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-7655565655615149684?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/7655565655615149684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=7655565655615149684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/7655565655615149684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/7655565655615149684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-is-really-funny-listen-to-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-4212004134379159572</id><published>2008-08-26T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T22:00:18.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;Which D.Gray-Man character are you&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Lavi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 89%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;You are a very social person, you tend to make friends with anyone and people like hanging around with you, you tend to be a little tactlessness.&lt;br /&gt;Ultimatly you are a cheerful person.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Allen Walker&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 81%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Lenalee Lee&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 61%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Yuu Kanda&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 33%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/which_d_gray_man_character_are_you"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Which D.Gray-Man character are you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Quiz Created on GoToQuiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a highway&lt;br /&gt;I want to ride it all night long&lt;br /&gt;If you're going my way&lt;br /&gt;I want to drive it all night long&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-4212004134379159572?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/4212004134379159572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=4212004134379159572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/4212004134379159572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/4212004134379159572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2008/08/which-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-1570358816229043598</id><published>2008-08-19T16:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T17:19:51.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yo! suddenly had the urge to blog. but nothing in particular to blog about. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about 3 weeks left to prelim 2, but prelim sort of starts next week, because of english. just look how much time there is left to prelim 2, and then the 'O's! its so tight together there is hardly any space left to breathe! being a student isnt easy LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be very honest, i only started a little bit of studying. i know i know i should have started long long time ago (lol guess the song that contains the phrase too zzz). yet im still here doing what-the-heck-am-i-doing stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there has been maths and english lectures recently. not sure if it really has been that helpful. i mean, as you can see, exactly how many are listening to it anyway? its of course made from good intentions. not that im opposing the idea of lectures, nor that i support the idea of lectures. its just that it doesnt suit everyone's taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there has been a "sudden craze" of randomness within the few of us in the class. you know, everyone's going ____! ____! its obvious where that came from, and why that is even used. i shouldnt elaborate too much on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er, happy studying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause she's bittersweet&lt;br /&gt;She knocks me off of my feet&lt;br /&gt;And I can't help myself&lt;br /&gt;I don't want anyone else&lt;br /&gt;She's a mystery&lt;br /&gt;She's too much for me&lt;br /&gt;But I keep comin' back for more&lt;br /&gt;She's just the girl I'm lookin' for&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-1570358816229043598?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/1570358816229043598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=1570358816229043598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/1570358816229043598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/1570358816229043598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2008/08/yo-suddenly-had-urge-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-5642281119248856996</id><published>2008-08-12T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T20:19:52.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Click it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.toysforyourblog.com/games/bigred/bigred.swf" height="350" width="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.toysforyourblog.com/games/bigred/"&gt;Put The Big Red Button on your site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-5642281119248856996?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883782.post-1617890724693540600</id><published>2008-08-12T17:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T21:27:36.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this was the day everyone was sort of looking forward to. simply because its the release of the 'O' Level MTL results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25% distinction, 99% passes. so, 25 pupils got an A, and only one person failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for our class, seems like a lot of people got B3. and barry is more than overjoyed to have passed. the first thing he screamed was "yes b*tch i passed!" well.. so uh gratz barry for passing. you took the grade i did last time. lol. but this time i improved. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that whoever is reading this is obviously wanting to know what my results is la. okok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my overall grade: B3&lt;br /&gt;oral + listening: D (distinction)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is quite a dfficult situation. its like neither high nor low! i thought that getting a distinction for oral will be a waste if there was no A, but, i realised that i actually scored about the same for paper 1 and 2 last year. i got C5 last year, but my oral was only a pass. so, my paper 1 and 2 is about the same score, so i doubt that i can do better. in conclusion, nah im living with the B3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenneth and surprisingly leslie also got a B3. leslie should have gotten an A. what a waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrightly shall end here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;我们的友情又怎么了？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will it take to show you that it's not the life it seems?&lt;br /&gt;(I'm not okay)&lt;br /&gt;I've told you time and time again you sing the words but don't know what it means&lt;br /&gt;(I'm not okay)&lt;br /&gt;To be a joke and look, another line without a hook&lt;br /&gt;I held you close as we both shook for the last time take a good hard look!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-1617890724693540600?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/1617890724693540600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=1617890724693540600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/1617890724693540600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/1617890724693540600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-was-day-everyone-was-sort-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-1255520633903904970</id><published>2008-08-08T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T22:58:59.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how special today was. in many ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the morning we had the national day celebration. had to report to school at the usual time. then there was a small group of march past... then national day message.. blah blah... lol nothing quite interesting there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that was the break time aka party time lol. the pizza store wasnt open at the time of our break, so we had to "live" on the snacks there. mamee, lays potato chips, prawn crackers, ice lemon tea, coke, so much to eat and drink! ate a bit of almost everything. one part of the class was at the field playing soccer, some others looking around for something to keep the mouth busy, the rest playing number guessing at the back of the class. lol funny punishment they had to take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, speaking of which, happy birthday, donovan! he received quite a lot of presents (which includes cakes). it will be memorable for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the break was Connect Singapore. we didnt know the full details of what will go on, but we were to hold hands with the person beside you, and recite the pledge together. at first, we kept on shifting front and back, back and forth, forwards and backwards. there was a lack of radios so mp3s and handphones could be used for radio purposes. but in the end, nobody actually noticed that it was time to recite the pledge. until the whole thing was over, then we realised that we should have recited the pledge quite long ago. oh well, too bad, we didnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that me bert hong kokchin and darren went to aaron's house, and oliver was coming later. when we reached, we just walked around chatting. shu en then saw the piano and wanted to try to play the tune he said he learnt from oliver yesterday. i found myself familiar with the tune, and naturally could play that short tune, with some practice of course. i call that quite an achievement for me, because i never learnt to play the piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we ate our packeted lunch, me and shu en played a duet piano for a while more, while the rest played the xbox. after that we just watched them play. i played for just 2 matches. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then hong suggested to play mahjong. so me hong kokchin and shu en took the mahjong set and played. played quite many rounds. before oliver took over kokchin, hong and kokchin both won 2 matches each, i won once, shu en didnt win at all. oliver arrived sometime between. when kokchin grew tired, and warm due the blazing sun directing at him, oliver took over him. we played more. i won a few more times. lolz. there was a sense of satisfaction of winning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sometime we stopped and packed up. i played badminton with bert for a while, and we left aaron's house soon after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a great day today. enjoyed myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steady hands just take the wheel&lt;br /&gt;Every glance is killing me&lt;br /&gt;Time to take one last appeal&lt;br /&gt;For the life I lead&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-1255520633903904970?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/1255520633903904970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>tests, tests, and more tests! how am i going to study when the tests just keeps coming, never ending? i know the tests are for revision too, but all of us have our own revisions to finish too. i guess we will just have to study for the tests and revise at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i havent been posting for a really long time. i should have posted.. but i didnt lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets "go back in time" and recall yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had the datalogging session after school. it was expected to be 1hour per session (physics and chemistry), but it ended up way later. we had the chemistry datalogging session first. the aim of the experiment was to measure the speed of reaction of the reaction between and acid (HCl) and a metal (Mg). this was done by comparing the graph of temperature of powdered magnesium and magnesium strips. of course, theorically, the powdered magnesium will react faster. it was quite a fun experiment, although some errors here and there occur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next was the physics datalogging session. it was about measuring and testing for a voltage when a magnet is put through a coil. there were a lot of different situations to try out, and the results are actually quite interesting. had a lot of fun during the two datalogging sessions, and learnt a lot too, even though we were released quite late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty, lets talk about today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first thing in the morning was the history test, which i had not studied the last night. i just memorised a little in the morning. i know that i did better for the first question than the second, as i remembered better for the treaty of versailles. at least its better than not studying at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog was rather funny. there was a scheduled test for today, but the whole class went against the idea, and that convinced ms zhang to postpone the test to thursday! lolz. we were given some homework to do.. but we were slacking =.= me nic n oliver is yet again gossiping lol. and we had a good laugh over a story that was ridiculously funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that pretty much marks the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shut up, shut up, shut up&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna hear it&lt;br /&gt;Get out, get out, get out&lt;br /&gt;Get out of my way&lt;br /&gt;Step up, step up, step up&lt;br /&gt;You'll never stop me&lt;br /&gt;Nothing you say today&lt;br /&gt;Is gonna bring me down&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-1778873412761243362?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/1778873412761243362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Simple Plan - Your Love Is A Lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I fall asleep by the telephone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's 2 O'clock and I'm waiting up alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tell me where have you been?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I found a note with another name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You blow a kiss, but it just don't feel the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause I can feel that you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't bite my tongue forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;While you try to play it cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can hide behind your stories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But don't take me for a fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can tell me that there's nobody else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(But I feel it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can tell me that you're home by yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(But I see it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can look into my eyes and pretend all you want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your love is just a lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Lie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's nothing but a lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Lie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You look so innocent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But the guilt in your voice gives you away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah you know what I mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How does it feel when you kiss when you know that i trust you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And do you think about me when he fucks you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Could you be more obscene?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So dont try to say you're sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or try to make it right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't waste your breath because it's too late, it's too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can tell me that there's nobody else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(But I feel it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can tell me that you're home by yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(But I see it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can look into my eyes and pretend all you want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I know, I know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your love is just a lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Lie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's nothing but a lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Lie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're nothing but a lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can tell me that there's nobody else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(But I feel it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can tell me that you're home by yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(But I see it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can look into my eyes and pretend all you want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I know, I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your love is just a lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know you're nothing but a lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Lie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Lie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Lie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your love is just a lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-8550700917617264952?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/8550700917617264952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=8550700917617264952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/8550700917617264952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/8550700917617264952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2008/07/simple-plan-your-love-is-lie-i-fall.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-907750341110262446</id><published>2008-07-25T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T21:02:50.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i guess i still have to thank ms zhang for helping me pick some more marks for my geog papers. so now my geog paper 1 is 28.5/50 and paper 2 is 25/50, which makes my geog 53.5%. and for physics, i only scored 45.5/80 -.- its way below expectations. i found a very dumb mistake i made which made me lose 3 marks. my total for physics is 64.5%! if i hadnt lose that 3 marks it would have been 67%. lolz. nvm, its still not too late to learn from my mistakes now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so tired now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-907750341110262446?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/907750341110262446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=907750341110262446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/907750341110262446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/907750341110262446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-guess-i-still-have-to-thank-ms-zhang.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-7204818320745593306</id><published>2008-07-18T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T21:41:05.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>most results are out. except for geog paper 2 and physics paper 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a summary of my results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english&lt;br /&gt;-paper 1: 41/60&lt;br /&gt;-paper 2: 30/50&lt;br /&gt;-total with oral: 67.6% [B3]&lt;br /&gt;e.maths&lt;br /&gt;-paper 1: 78/80&lt;br /&gt;-paper 2: 92/100&lt;br /&gt;-total: 94.8% [A1]&lt;br /&gt;a.maths&lt;br /&gt;-paper 1:67/80&lt;br /&gt;-paper 2: 83/100&lt;br /&gt;-total: 83.3% [A1]&lt;br /&gt;chem&lt;br /&gt;-paper 1: 29/40&lt;br /&gt;-paper 2: 46/80&lt;br /&gt;-total: 62.5% [B4]&lt;br /&gt;physics&lt;br /&gt;-paper 1: 32/40&lt;br /&gt;geog&lt;br /&gt;-paper 1: 24/50&lt;br /&gt;combined humanities&lt;br /&gt;-history:23/50&lt;br /&gt;-ss: 33/50&lt;br /&gt;-total: 56% [C5]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a whole, im not very satisfied in my results. especially for history and chem. yepp there is room for improvement. many ppl failed history, and some quite badly too. ss wasnt quite able to pull them up. but hopefully ss wasnt marked as strict as history. so on the other hand many passed ss. im lucky to have passed ss enough to bring my failure to a pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is the last weekend to slack. although a "new" game has somehow "gotten fame". very tempting. lolz. if you calculate everything nicely it isnt too early nor too late to start now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;先甜后苦再次甜..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hold your breath&lt;br /&gt;Because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you&lt;br /&gt;Over again&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me change my mind&lt;br /&gt;Or I won't live to see another day&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's true&lt;br /&gt;Because a girl like you is impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;You're impossible to find&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-7204818320745593306?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/7204818320745593306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=7204818320745593306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/7204818320745593306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/7204818320745593306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2008/07/most-results-are-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-2800768722072419769</id><published>2008-07-16T17:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T17:43:27.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh hohohohohohohohohohos! i failed history! got 15 for sbq but 8 for seq. that makes a total of 23/50~ i'd never had expected myself to get 15 for sbq. on the other hand i am shocked at getting 8 for seq LOLS! ~.~ i must work hard work hard for history!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chemistry paper 1 was also returned yesterday. got 29/40. barely pass the average of our class. compared to the others, wow i still have quite some room for improvement. i dont think i did satisfactorily for chem paper 2. so, well, too bad ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also got our maths paper 1. got 78/80. haha. quite happy. BUT NICHOLAS!!!! YOU !@#$%^&amp;amp;*!@#$%^&amp;amp;*!@#$%^&amp;amp;* OWN! LOL full marks SEH. nice job nic haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back physics paper 1 today. before that i calculated my marks to be 31, but it turned out to be 32. lolz. i am quite confident about physics.. but over confidence aint good ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last but not least (in fact &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;most&lt;/span&gt;), is maths paper 2. 92/100. not bad le ba.. happy loh ^^ nic also got 92, so that makes him top of the class with total 96%. wah you really own nic. im lagging behind at 3rd with 94.8% ~.~ jingyi got 95.1% if im not wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are more papers we should be "fearful" of that has yet to come. death awaits.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well bless my soul&lt;br /&gt;You're a lonely soul&lt;br /&gt;Cause you won't let go&lt;br /&gt;Of anything you hold&lt;br /&gt;Well all I need is the air I breathe&lt;br /&gt;And a place to rest my head&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-2800768722072419769?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/2800768722072419769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=2800768722072419769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/2800768722072419769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/2800768722072419769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-hohohohohohohohohohos-i-failed.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-3189863719890401667</id><published>2008-07-12T22:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T22:05:27.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;[Q][W][E][R][T][Y][U][I][O][P]&lt;br /&gt;..[A][S][D][F][G][H][J][K][L]&lt;br /&gt;....[Z][X][C][V][B][N][M]&lt;br /&gt;......[Alt][_____________][Alt]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15,26,13,42,25,14,13,21,15,42,13,22,33,21,110,13.~~~~~~~lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the answer is on the keyboard.. only bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prelim 1 is over. prelim 2, according to the calendar, is on 8 sept (except the english paper). thats 1 month and 3 weeks to prelim 2. i really did play till i drop i guess. lol. but for some reason it turned sian in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...turned sian again o.o~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;411 0f +h3 vv45+3d +1nn3&lt;br /&gt;+h3 h0ur5 +h4+ w3r3 13f+ b3h1nd nn3&lt;br /&gt;+h3 4n5vv3r5 +h4+ vv3'11 n3v3r f1nd&lt;br /&gt;+h3y d0n'+ m34n 4 +h1n6 +0n16h+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-3189863719890401667?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/3189863719890401667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=3189863719890401667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/3189863719890401667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/3189863719890401667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2008/07/qwertyuiop-asdfghjkl-zxcvbnm-alt.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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-8883782.post-4510475224931552709</id><published>2008-07-11T19:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T19:24:12.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello new friend. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second last paper of prelim 1 has ended. the other classes have already time to slack. poor us are still poking our noses in the physics textbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which, shouldnt i be studying instead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since we have somehow studied for the MCQs already, i guess it cant be too hard to study again. im gonna PLAY TILL I DROP TOMORROW! LOL. play until buay tahan! lolz. see, im planning for tomorrow even before the physics paper. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a good mood now. not sure why though. maybe cos i just made a new friend. haha. after today's paper i wasnt in quite a good mood.. but nevermind, a happy mood is of course better! maybe i can get a motivation to study! lol. strike while the Fe is melting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he glances at his peers sitting seven to twelve&lt;br /&gt;stacked on one to six the gallery is hushed&lt;br /&gt;boys in three pieces dream of grandstanding and bravado&lt;br /&gt;the city sleeps in a cell not withstanding what we all know&lt;br /&gt;hand on a rope or bated breath&lt;br /&gt;whichever you prefer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883782-4510475224931552709?l=seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/feeds/4510475224931552709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883782&amp;postID=4510475224931552709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/4510475224931552709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883782/posts/default/4510475224931552709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemeontheflipside.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello-new-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>Shi Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00189514129086493883</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>
