<?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-9085987917070070418</id><updated>2012-02-08T23:27:59.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thorthlog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>369</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9085987917070070418.post-5943386424921027945</id><published>2012-02-08T22:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T23:27:59.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>荡秋千</title><content type='html'>刚去荡秋千，好喜欢荡秋千的感觉哦! 从小就是这样。刚才仿佛回到了从前。从小到现在，最不喜欢的就是monkeybars。别说要在它上面耍些什么花样，连要过两个横棍都是个大问题。每次玩时满脑子想的都是，别人做得到，怎么我就不行。就算想到脑子破了，结果还是一样，还是很失败/: 从小腿就有点太长，溜滑梯就有点笨，还没溜到就到了。唯独在荡秋千时，想的都是前面树上的那一朵花，那一粒水果或那一片叶子，总有种自由自在的感觉。好喜欢荡秋千 :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-5943386424921027945?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/5943386424921027945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=5943386424921027945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/5943386424921027945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/5943386424921027945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2012/02/blog-post.html' title='荡秋千'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-6202821058966291986</id><published>2012-01-24T22:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T23:02:17.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo post: CNY 2012! 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:D'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://lh5.ggpht.com/-jNLPdg7LpFw/Tx7HBX2BF6I/AAAAAAAAASA/KcMdsyAfeQU/s72-c/FxCam_1327310061572.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9085987917070070418.post-7846498517869289246</id><published>2012-01-23T22:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T22:54:29.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year 2012! :D</title><content type='html'>Oh, chinese new year, must type in chinese right. Wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;嗨！一转眼又是新年了。。祝大家龙年行大运，恭喜发财（红包一个来！嘿嘿~）今年的新年还有些无聊，早上去了奶奶家，下午就只呆在阿姨家，但不错啦！至少不用去谁谁谁的家做客，向谁谁谁拜年，麻烦死了。明天有亲朋好友回来我家。。。*累* 还想到星期三回到学校会有个数学迷你测验。。。*晕*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-7846498517869289246?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/7846498517869289246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=7846498517869289246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/7846498517869289246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/7846498517869289246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-chinese-new-year-2012-d.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year 2012! :D'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-4922871521491670326</id><published>2012-01-13T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T22:40:38.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday Cheryl! (and other random snippets of my boring life)</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Uhm nothing much happening these days except work work work and more work. But well, today's Cheryl's birthday. So, happy birthday! :DD (haha finally managed to give her her present on the day itself. ) Uhm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;there was CCA trial (aka interview) on thursday and I almost vomit blood interviewing almost 30 people who either had bad attitude, no experience or both. Only one passed the interview with flying colours. And there's another 30 more to go this thursday. I'm going to cry TT (And I'm doing all these for just 3 to 5 people. Oh no. We're expecting another terrible batch.) Anyways, enough about CCA. Uhm first french class in 2012 today! Woohoo~ Feels so good to be back in touch with french. French class cool as usual (but this is a super big class with people I don't really know in a classroom without air-conditioning....), but Mlle Fournier's super cool too! (But she's strict O: I'm going to try to be more enthusiastic in class (:&amp;lt; ) Sat beside Fangning today. *nostalgia* How long ago was OBS? O: Haha, she's still so nice and cool (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow's saturday. I should really pack up my file before Claudene starts commenting on my file again on monday (x&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-4922871521491670326?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/4922871521491670326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=4922871521491670326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/4922871521491670326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/4922871521491670326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-birthday-cheryl-and-other-random.html' title='Happy birthday Cheryl! 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It's cool that most who went for the french trip could make it and so there was BBQ (which included uncooked cheese tofus, fishballs that had salty water when you bit into them, surprisingly delicious Fairprice Satays and chocolate macarons by Aletheia and I), sparklers, dunking and Secret Santa. :D I wasn't allowed to stay till after midnight, but still, it was fun. :D Spent my countdown with family, chatting/smsing/listening to Love in the Ice xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm, way to start a new year... Hmm. Really want to work hard this year (and finally get a 3.6, omg, I don't want to be stuck with a 3.54 again), especially for french (I really want to do H2 french in JC...) and math (since my mom's like, nagging/encouraging me to mug for this non-stop :'D) and chemistry (since I've always been mugging non-stop for this but always ends up with lousy scores, must be different this time round) and chinese (must must must must must get A1 for 'O' Levels HCL) and english (since this is the only one that has been showing steady improvement) and biology (since this is the one that I can chiong last minute and get decent scores... what if I study harder normally?) and geography (since this is the only that 4.0 is a very super duper realistic aim) and... all the other subjects actually. Hope I'd really work hard next year. And also like, help Infocomm to improve, maybe not skills-wise, but in terms of how the CCA functions and give the people a sense of purpose and hopefully, passion. Yupps. Thats all for school. Uhm, other than that, I guess I should really start being nicer and more responsible and stuffs like that, and oh, keep my table as clean as possible. X: I guess that's enough for 2012. Thats... quite a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-2517212429687329481?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/2517212429687329481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=2517212429687329481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/2517212429687329481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/2517212429687329481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2012/01/way-to-end-2011-way-to-start-new-year.html' title='The way to end 2011, the way to start a new year.'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BWPDEGPEdf4/TwBrkzaYzfI/AAAAAAAAARs/hY8j3EqH3-s/s72-c/P1150726.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9085987917070070418.post-5344126707770572324</id><published>2011-12-29T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T23:21:50.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>/facepalm</title><content type='html'>Me, has to stop voicing out train of thoughts. Gosh, /facepalm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-5344126707770572324?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/5344126707770572324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=5344126707770572324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/5344126707770572324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/5344126707770572324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/12/facepalm.html' title='/facepalm'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-4909829995989380309</id><published>2011-12-25T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T09:13:18.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry christmas! :D</title><content type='html'>Merry christmas everyone! &lt;br&gt;omg its like 2011 christmas already. Before anyone knows it, its going to be 2012........ Time flies. But anyways, merry christmas to all. Hope it'll ne a great christmas filled with lots of presents and love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-4909829995989380309?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/4909829995989380309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=4909829995989380309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/4909829995989380309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/4909829995989380309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas-d.html' title='Merry christmas! :D'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-5393981682588077795</id><published>2011-12-24T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T01:19:23.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Bordeaux + Christmas party :D</title><content type='html'>Ohkay, so, I havent been posting for forever, and thats mostly because I was overseas in Bordeaux, France. :DD The trip was wonderful and my french improved, a lot. Woohoo. Highlights of the trip: 1. Dune du Pyla - rolling down the sand can be quite fail at first but yeah, fun fun fun! But it really sucks when youve got sand all over you. Next time wear baggy clothes without pockets and bring no extra stuffs, especially your camera. Gosh. 2. Arcachon! The beach is uber pretty and so is the birds eye view of it, (L)! 3. Pays Basque~ Another place which is super nice, especially Biarritz, where there are huge waves.. really pretty! And there's the aquarium, had a great time watching the (petite..) sharks and, ahahah, that lazy seal which is sleeping at the side and refuses to swim. 4. Soiree~ Singing aux champs elysee, at the beginning and somewhere only we know, taking lots of photos... (L)! But yeah, all the time spent with the french was so memorable.. t_t i'm going to miss Madeleine.. /sigh. (and I'm probably going to avoid ice-skating for a super long time. oh I havent mentioned how much I suck at it right? But yeah, its me being horrible at sports as usual~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today! Went to the ship Logos Hope and apparently there was this 'largest floating bookfair' which wasn't very large. I wanted to get this book on happiness but i realised the first page was... detached from the rest of the book, so in the end I didnt get it. And since there was time and nothing to do, we also walked back and forth the sentosa broadwalk (and got into rain, woohoo, so fun :D ) and went to nex and... watched the rain. &amp;lt;--- the only possible better description other than 'doing nothing' But its fun anyways. :D At night we had christmas party at godma's house and yay I've got gifts (with really pretty wrapping papers). :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm, I feel like getting myself a gift too. But its 70% useless and quite expensive, hmm, should I? Hmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-5393981682588077795?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/5393981682588077795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=5393981682588077795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/5393981682588077795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/5393981682588077795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/12/back-from-bordeaux-christmas-party-d.html' title='Back from Bordeaux + Christmas party :D'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-4857097968301264757</id><published>2011-11-18T23:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T00:13:26.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tintin in 3D! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brainstorm9.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/tintin1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.brainstorm9.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/tintin1.jpg" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Went to watch Tin Tin: The Secrets of the Unicorn in 3D today :D Heh, it was a good movie (though I thought the digital version would probably have been good enough. Hmm.) Like in the book, I found Captain Haddock the best character. 'BARNACLES! ' and the love for whiskey, omg, captain haddock is just super duper funny. And there is this quote that is really cool in it, said by Captain Haddock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captain Haddock: I thought you were an optimist. &lt;br /&gt;Tintin: You were wrong, weren't you? I'm a realist. &lt;br /&gt;Captain Haddock: Ah, it's just another name for a quitter. &lt;br /&gt;Tintin: You can call me what you like. Don't you get it? We failed. &lt;br /&gt;Captain Haddock: Failed. There are plenty of others willing to call you a failure. A fool. A loser. Don't you ever say it of yourself. You send out the wrong signal, that is what people pick up. Don't you understand? You care about something, you fight for it. You hit a wall, you push through it. There's something you need to know about failure, Tintin. You can never let it defeat you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo, haddocks ftw. (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-4857097968301264757?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/4857097968301264757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=4857097968301264757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/4857097968301264757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/4857097968301264757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/11/tintin-in-3d-d.html' title='Tintin in 3D! :D'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-9010858167735126892</id><published>2011-11-11T17:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T18:31:55.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Youth Infocomm Day 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wy3DiMz6mEQ/TrzpI_-gubI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/aTVChXAzGZQ/s1600/2011-11-11%2B11.44.37.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wy3DiMz6mEQ/TrzpI_-gubI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/aTVChXAzGZQ/s400/2011-11-11%2B11.44.37.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rOLAWHc9W0Y/TrzpI8qKZyI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/MNGMaMhwofQ/s1600/2011-11-11%2B11.32.45.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="144" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rOLAWHc9W0Y/TrzpI8qKZyI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/MNGMaMhwofQ/s640/2011-11-11%2B11.32.45.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. I went for the youth infocomm day 2011, held at the F1 Pit Building. Ohkay, the view's really really really spectacular, unless you want to be really picky and say that the trees aren't placed neatly along the roads and stufffff. But well, I got my youth infocomm ambassador badge. Got the blazer too, but its a little over sized. It becomes especially obvious (and ugly) when I sit down. ): Stayed there for hours just for that. /sigh. But at least, I got to go out. There was a showcase of people's works but none really struck me as really really really good (but yes, they were good). Best part was that there was candy floss (HEH) and balloon sculpturing! Ohkay I got a really cute yellowish-orangey bear with black sunglasses with a transparent heart shaped balloon that had a pink balloon inside (after queuing for forever ohkayyy). Its so cute, I need to post a picture of it. Argh the picture's pretty lousy, but whatever, its just so so so damn cute. (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZH38L7rZXIA/TrzneZ5jhuI/AAAAAAAAAQo/XZDa3xtv9GE/s1600/FxCam_1320991292861.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZH38L7rZXIA/TrzneZ5jhuI/AAAAAAAAAQo/XZDa3xtv9GE/s400/FxCam_1320991292861.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I almost forgot! There was an in house magician, and he performed card tricks. I so luckily got to choose the card for those sign-on-the-card, chuck card into deck, but hey!, it appears on the top again, kind of tricks :D And so, the magician gifted me the card which i signed on, signing off with a one word message, 'Believe!' I thought that was actually pretty cool :D It is a 2 of hearts anyways. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and its 11/11/11 today! And yes, I made a wish at 11:11pm. To all of you out there who made a 11:11 wish too, may your wishes come true! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-9010858167735126892?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/9010858167735126892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=9010858167735126892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/9010858167735126892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/9010858167735126892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/11/so.html' title='Youth Infocomm Day 2011'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-Wy3DiMz6mEQ/TrzpI_-gubI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/aTVChXAzGZQ/s72-c/2011-11-11%2B11.44.37.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9085987917070070418.post-5668520631425797614</id><published>2011-11-08T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T21:23:14.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Highlight for the day: briefing for french trip! :D</title><content type='html'>Ohkay I think I'm getting overly excited about this, but well, its getting to go to France! Really can't help but to be really really excited! 8D So basically, today's post-EYA activity was watching a movie called The Help at Suntec City (Eng Wah!). Its about racism, pretty touching movie (: But then I had to go back to school for RS meeting after that. Wasn't particularly exciting since I had to miss shopping at suntec (oh wells, not like I had money anyways xD) . But anyways, it was kind of fun at the meeting actually 'cause as usual, it was rather informal, and ms tan was being really funny (she bought a mickey mouse suitcase instead of a samsonite one...?!?!) Uhm then there was the briefing. The itinerary is finally out, it is not entirely confirmed and there are blanks here and there still, but those are probably all the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;smart-casual events only /: We'll be going to Bordeaux as well as other smaller cities around it like,&amp;nbsp;&lt;em style="background-color: white; font-style: normal; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Saint&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; line-height: 16px;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="background-color: white; font-style: normal; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Émilion, Arcachon and Biarritz. Activities include all kinds of visits and some wine-tasting thing :D When I say all kinds of visits, I mean it. There's a visit to a tv studio, a oyster shack, to a castle... Really really looking forward to the trip! :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;em style="background-color: white; font-style: normal; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-5668520631425797614?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/5668520631425797614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=5668520631425797614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/5668520631425797614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/5668520631425797614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/11/highlight-for-day-briefing-for-french.html' title='Highlight for the day: briefing for french trip! :D'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-1218052873795450375</id><published>2011-11-07T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T20:57:38.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas celebrations at Holy Spirit Kindergarten, remember? ;D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qr25YINHYuU/TrkmxNNRu2I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/9GM6OHn-PdM/s1600/FxCam_1320641247539.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qr25YINHYuU/TrkmxNNRu2I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/9GM6OHn-PdM/s400/FxCam_1320641247539.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-1218052873795450375?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/1218052873795450375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=1218052873795450375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/1218052873795450375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/1218052873795450375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/11/christmas-celebrations-at-holy-spirit.html' title='Christmas celebrations at Holy Spirit Kindergarten, remember? ;D'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qr25YINHYuU/TrkmxNNRu2I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/9GM6OHn-PdM/s72-c/FxCam_1320641247539.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9085987917070070418.post-4266105632439131884</id><published>2011-11-01T10:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T20:58:06.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>French day 2011 @ moelc newton! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-FLmHbCKOGQo/Tq9T9AWoxdI/AAAAAAAAAP4/wnObMoHEmkc/French%252520day%2525202011%252520%252540%252520moelc%252520newton%252521%252520%25253AD%252520_img_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-FLmHbCKOGQo/Tq9T9AWoxdI/AAAAAAAAAP4/wnObMoHEmkc/French%252520day%2525202011%252520%252540%252520moelc%252520newton%252521%252520%25253AD%252520_img_1.jpg" style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0pt; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 0pt;" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was French day. Had one at the start of the year at bison campus but this one's different in a way. The other one was more on playing games related to french, like word games or whatsoever, but this one is more of playing games to understand the French culture. Made crêpes (hehe, spammed mine with nutella!), learnt about specialties of the different regions, tasted cheese(comté ftw! Roquefort wasn't was surprisingly quite nice! Like blue cheese :D) , sang some C-I-T-R-O-N song, played pictionary (Ohkay, we should all become abstract art appreciates..), some roll the dice game. Woohoo. Our group came in second place. Like duh, we have alicia, french pro!~ Got the book, don't think i'd even understand the first page though... ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I didn't mention about this: THE RAIN. Before that, we helped out as students acting to talk about their favourite expressions in our respective languages (in actual fact, only Alicia spoke, and it was totally scripted) We ended real early, so I wanted to walk back to school to get my bottle, which I left in class over the weekend T_T, and some comics. Lewin made a terrible choice to come with me and it rained on the way. And ohkay, we were drenched. HEH :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-4266105632439131884?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/4266105632439131884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=4266105632439131884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/4266105632439131884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/4266105632439131884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/11/french-day-2011-moelc-newton-d.html' title='French day 2011 @ moelc newton! :D'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://lh4.ggpht.com/-FLmHbCKOGQo/Tq9T9AWoxdI/AAAAAAAAAP4/wnObMoHEmkc/s72-c/French%252520day%2525202011%252520%252540%252520moelc%252520newton%252521%252520%25253AD%252520_img_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9085987917070070418.post-585312426719165320</id><published>2011-10-26T22:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T22:45:57.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-exams!</title><content type='html'>Ohkay, the last time I posted was really really long ago, when I was still mugging away. Now that its post-exams and I got my (really lousy) results back, time to stop blogging about all that stress and some random updates about my life now. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still busy, with CCA stuff, RS, packing up my table (which is probably never ending work), preparing for trip to france (shopping for clothes and things to get for madeleine- tough given the budget ive got)! Haha, but the shopping part is really really fun, like I search the place inside out just to find for these things that are really worth their prices and I feel so.. successful. ((: I've got boots (New look! brown + leather + reasonably thick comfortable soles + not very very very very very expensive), a horizontally striped long sleeved shirt (UNIQLO! Its thin but they claim that it uses some 'heat tech' thing which helps to maintain body heat, so hopefully it does or else I'll be freezing away) and a pair of thick, winter tights (UNIQLO! uses heat tech too, but well, this one gives me more confidence since its thick...). Hmm. That may be pretty much all I have to get since I have my other winter wear already, plus, I could make use of some good pieces that my sis has.. So yeah. (Oh, people who are reading this, I hope we don't happen to get the same things D: ) Anyways, I'm really really really excited about the trip! :D (Though I'm pretty sure I'd be busy sneezing for the first few days.. /sigh. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was netball carnival! Our class didn't win but still played really well :D For once, I've got a class shirt ready by netball carnival. Its simple and nice, as expected ('cause louisa &lt;i&gt;the artsy artsy person&lt;/i&gt; designed it!) (: Its blue, with our class logo (unicorn in the middle!) in turquoise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh, I'm being ordered to clear up my desk before I head for france... how?! Ohkay, I really have no idea, but I should probably start real soon. X:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post-exam life.. well, it isn't entirely fun, fun, fun and more fun, and there are always times when you want to go crazy, because of all the work, but I guess its better than before. At least I find time to do things I like (or maybe thats just because I don't prioritise xD) But anyways! Hopefully I'll make the best out of this holiday and balance fun with minimal work. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh today's deepavali, so, happy deepavali! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-585312426719165320?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/585312426719165320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=585312426719165320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/585312426719165320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/585312426719165320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/10/post-exams.html' title='Post-exams!'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-780219021744289175</id><published>2011-09-29T20:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T21:46:52.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STRESS</title><content type='html'>STRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESS&lt;br /&gt;STRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESS&lt;br /&gt;STRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESS&lt;br /&gt;STRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESS&lt;br /&gt;STRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESS&lt;br /&gt;STRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESS&lt;br /&gt;STRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESS&lt;br 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/&gt;STRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESS&lt;br /&gt;STRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESS&lt;br /&gt;STRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESS&lt;br /&gt;STRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESS&lt;br /&gt;STRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESS&lt;br /&gt;STRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESS&lt;br /&gt;STRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESS&lt;br /&gt;STRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESS&lt;br /&gt;STRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESS&lt;br /&gt;STRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESS&lt;br /&gt;STRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESS&lt;br /&gt;STRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESS&lt;br /&gt;STRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESSSTRESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still stressed. )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I want to cry, but not from the stress anymore.. just saying )''':&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-780219021744289175?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/780219021744289175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=780219021744289175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/780219021744289175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/780219021744289175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/09/stress.html' title='STRESS'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-6416313401626814008</id><published>2011-09-28T18:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T20:58:28.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shhhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-BqfYYjoHo18/ToL9UjaAxWI/AAAAAAAAAPs/K8T9Y-oRS04/Shhhh_img_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="266" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-BqfYYjoHo18/ToL9UjaAxWI/AAAAAAAAAPs/K8T9Y-oRS04/Shhhh_img_1.jpg" style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0pt; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 0pt;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because thats how ive been doing things and screwing them up. Haha, haha, I don't say what I mean, and say what I don't. One moment my day is complete; one moment I just want to throw the damn phone away. No one knows why and perhaps no one will ever figure out. Shhhh, cause its its going to be myself and I only once again. Everytime I thought anyone can add some music, I just end up screwing with the silence, and screwing all kinds of things up. J'aurais peur de tout foutre en l'air de tout détruire... et alors? /: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we all had a heart of metal, perhaps we wouldn't have to feel so much, we wouldn't have so much problems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps maths is not that bad afterall, at least there are formulae or the options of undefined or no solution.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-6416313401626814008?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/6416313401626814008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=6416313401626814008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/6416313401626814008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/6416313401626814008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/09/shhhh.html' title='Shhhh'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://lh5.ggpht.com/-BqfYYjoHo18/ToL9UjaAxWI/AAAAAAAAAPs/K8T9Y-oRS04/s72-c/Shhhh_img_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9085987917070070418.post-7928008633653449820</id><published>2011-09-26T23:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T23:03:43.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joyce Jonathan - Je ne sais pas</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/FsJWSDe44Uk?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Je ne sais pas comment te dire j'aurais peur de tout foutre en l'air de tout détruire&lt;br /&gt;Un tas d'idées à mettre au clair depuis longtemps&lt;br /&gt;Mais j'ai toujours laissé derrière mes sentiments" &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/9085987917070070418-7928008633653449820?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/7928008633653449820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=7928008633653449820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/7928008633653449820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/7928008633653449820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/09/joyce-jonathan-je-ne-sais-pas.html' title='Joyce Jonathan - Je ne sais pas'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://img.youtube.com/vi/FsJWSDe44Uk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9085987917070070418.post-5876401271586294022</id><published>2011-09-25T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T20:58:45.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>But. Im not going to do my chinese homework. Sorry, laoshi D:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/--vrJvLZ0SPQ/Tn81yIH4-9I/AAAAAAAAAPc/7mSASdUc6CA/But.%252520Im%252520not%252520going%252520to%252520do%252520my%252520chinese%252520homework.%252520Sorry%25252C%252520laoshi%252520D%25253A%252520_img_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="266" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/--vrJvLZ0SPQ/Tn81yIH4-9I/AAAAAAAAAPc/7mSASdUc6CA/But.%252520Im%252520not%252520going%252520to%252520do%252520my%252520chinese%252520homework.%252520Sorry%25252C%252520laoshi%252520D%25253A%252520_img_1.jpg" style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0pt; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 0pt;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-5876401271586294022?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/5876401271586294022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=5876401271586294022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/5876401271586294022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/5876401271586294022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/09/but-im-not-going-to-do-my-chinese.html' title='But. Im not going to do my chinese homework. Sorry, laoshi D:'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://lh4.ggpht.com/--vrJvLZ0SPQ/Tn81yIH4-9I/AAAAAAAAAPc/7mSASdUc6CA/s72-c/But.%252520Im%252520not%252520going%252520to%252520do%252520my%252520chinese%252520homework.%252520Sorry%25252C%252520laoshi%252520D%25253A%252520_img_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9085987917070070418.post-4477638007569603710</id><published>2011-09-12T23:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T23:51:59.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy mid-autumn festival!</title><content type='html'>Yesh yesh yesh, its mid autumn festival. In previous years, you would find me walking around at Bishan Park with one of those cheapo traditional lanterns. (Sorry, I think the new electronic ones are only meant for lame, young kids who cant keep the balance of the candle inside the traditional lanterns. xD) After that I'll play with the left over candles. I find them so pretty! (Although I think I heard that its un-environmentally friendly, cause the wax takes a long time to be removed from the rock...? )  This year, sadly, Im stuck at home, doing biology and preparing for my end of year exams. ): How I wish I could go downstairs to at least play with those light sparkles (is that what you call it??? D:) (and candles and lanterns actually). I didn't even have a slice of moon cake today! How is this mid-autumn festival! Ohkay ohkay, Im going to end this post, now, and go hunt for a slice of moon cake in the kitchen. The best memory of my mid-autumn festival 2011. t_t&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-4477638007569603710?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/4477638007569603710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=4477638007569603710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/4477638007569603710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/4477638007569603710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-mid-autumn-festival.html' title='Happy mid-autumn festival!'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-6202920665047925110</id><published>2011-08-30T10:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T10:29:33.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>)': I'm really scared of losing some people in my life. If they just knew how much I love them...</title><content type='html'>Conclusion after a night of (hopefully, subtle) emoing and being scared by ants that appeared in my dreams/nightmare till the extent that I didn't want/dare to get out of bed this morning. Whats wrong with me! D: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Random. I really really can't wait for november. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-6202920665047925110?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/6202920665047925110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=6202920665047925110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/6202920665047925110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/6202920665047925110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-really-scared-of-losing-some-people.html' title=')&apos;: I&apos;m really scared of losing some people in my life. If they just knew how much I love them...'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-4934893443761155683</id><published>2011-08-23T21:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T12:03:40.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Excerpt from page 134, 135 of Prom &amp; Prejudice (by Elizabeth Eulberg)</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;"I don't know. At first, I didn't want to put up a fight . I didn't think it would become a habit. But nobody really tries anything with me when he's around, and that's nice. I guess I've just gotten used to it." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth was: I could be myself on our walks. I didn't have to talk if I didn't want to. It wasn't like I had to pretend that everything in my life was great (like I have to my parents). Or to be on alert (like with the rest of my class). Or try to be supportive and upbeat (like with Jane). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Darcy, I found that I could be me. &lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-4934893443761155683?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/4934893443761155683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=4934893443761155683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/4934893443761155683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/4934893443761155683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/08/prom-prejudice-by-elizabeth-eulberg.html' title='Excerpt from page 134, 135 of Prom &amp; Prejudice (by Elizabeth Eulberg)'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-4079458638587127895</id><published>2011-08-20T11:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T12:07:05.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurhurhur. Look at the pro use google sketchup. ;D</title><content type='html'>I've always wanted to design a future city kind of thing but I never had the determination to sketch something nice. D: But since now geog pt forces me to do it, I shall make something nice (hopefully). Google SketchUp was a real headache at first but its kind of fun now. Except that I dont have time. Ohkay ohkay, rather than wasting time here, I'm going to draw more cool stuff. Bleh, I should make the building more futuristic, lazy me using all the simple shapes only D: Z. I guess I'll post screen caps of it up after I finish tomorrow. Hope I have time to actually make it look futuristic. ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. /random. I just realised google sketchup can be pronounced like google's ketchup. ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... WAI I SO RANDOMMMM! -_- (And retarded. Lol. ) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-4079458638587127895?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/4079458638587127895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=4079458638587127895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/4079458638587127895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/4079458638587127895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/08/hurhurhur-look-at-pro-use-google.html' title='Hurhurhur. Look at the pro use google sketchup. ;D'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-3823195666419678853</id><published>2011-08-15T21:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T21:41:07.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guy travels the world and shoots one second of footage in each location</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/M7y6HbNKj9g?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo, perhaps I should do something like this in France. But a simpler version of it that is. Perhaps, just photos where I'll be standing at the same spot. Then I put it all together, perhaps into a video, just like this one. Woohoo. Sounds pretty cool to me, should do a trial version in Singapore &gt;:D &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-3823195666419678853?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/3823195666419678853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=3823195666419678853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/3823195666419678853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/3823195666419678853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/08/guy-travels-world-and-shoots-one-second.html' title='Guy travels the world and shoots one second of footage in each location'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://img.youtube.com/vi/M7y6HbNKj9g/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9085987917070070418.post-1730786261192467282</id><published>2011-08-03T22:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T22:46:07.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLEHHH.</title><content type='html'>I want to post something but I don't know how to phrase my thoughts. Shit. I can't make it too obvious who I'm addressing it to, nor do I want to make it super damn generic or something misleading to the max where everyone thinks the post is for them. Blehhh, this is retardedd. I'll just post that one line which summarizes my thoughts now (although rather badly/vaguely): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should stop lying to all those around me, maybe I should stop lying to myself anymore. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-1730786261192467282?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/1730786261192467282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=1730786261192467282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/1730786261192467282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/1730786261192467282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/08/blehhh.html' title='BLEHHH.'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-7918114455328140493</id><published>2011-08-02T21:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T23:16:32.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one line that took 20 minutes to draw and another 20 mins to upload. -_-</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jNa0usx0YKA/Tjf7M5bWe7I/AAAAAAAAAO0/6Kc3bGVgp5o/s1600/P02-08-11_20.48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jNa0usx0YKA/Tjf7M5bWe7I/AAAAAAAAAO0/6Kc3bGVgp5o/s400/P02-08-11_20.48.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636249657670007730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:15PM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear this is crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-7918114455328140493?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/7918114455328140493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=7918114455328140493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/7918114455328140493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/7918114455328140493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/08/one-line-that-took-20-minutes-to-draw.html' title='The one line that took 20 minutes to draw and another 20 mins to upload. -_-'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jNa0usx0YKA/Tjf7M5bWe7I/AAAAAAAAAO0/6Kc3bGVgp5o/s72-c/P02-08-11_20.48.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9085987917070070418.post-2857116884892699426</id><published>2011-07-30T08:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T20:34:21.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grayscale photos</title><content type='html'>Ahhhhh! I am starting to find grayscale photos really really prettyyyyy! Perhaps I should do a grayscale photo collection for the france trip! :DDDD Im so excitedddddd! Omg. Why am I so high now -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:24PM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, I hate math. I really do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-2857116884892699426?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/2857116884892699426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=2857116884892699426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/2857116884892699426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/2857116884892699426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/07/grayscale-photos.html' title='Grayscale photos'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-6552231254518119353</id><published>2011-07-24T14:24:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T14:48:20.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>C'est trop cool que le photo du profil de beaucoup de gens est pris avec leurs correspondantes!</title><content type='html'>C'EST TROP TROP TROP COOL. Et, oui, mon photo du profil est une photo que j'ai pris avec Madeleine! :D Elle me manque! (which awkwardly means, I miss her, despite the fact that it means "she misses me" when translated directly)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-6552231254518119353?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/6552231254518119353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=6552231254518119353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/6552231254518119353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/6552231254518119353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/07/cest-trop-cool-que-beaucoup-des.html' title='C&apos;est trop cool que le photo du profil de beaucoup de gens est pris avec leurs correspondantes!'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-5069542914933260261</id><published>2011-07-23T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T00:23:54.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So, the french buddies left Singapore )':</title><content type='html'>Can you believe it? It has been 17 days since I first met Madeleine at the stupid welcoming speech thing at MOE. At first, we were all pretty awkward and everything but these 17 days have been superb. We just went for all the fun and having her staying at home is a brand new experience, for the both of us. This is crazy, somehow, we've become close. And now, they are on the plane back to France, which is really sad ): And I will miss her, or them. I really love this clique, fyi. It was a tiring, but a really really really fun experience. I cant wait to go to Bordeaux on the 25th of November! (":&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-5069542914933260261?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/5069542914933260261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=5069542914933260261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/5069542914933260261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/5069542914933260261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/07/so-french-buddies-left-singapore.html' title='So, the french buddies left Singapore )&apos;:'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-2638023165207573362</id><published>2011-07-21T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T20:36:00.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>C'est trop triste que demain, nous allons dire au revoir et pas à demain</title><content type='html'>)':&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-2638023165207573362?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/2638023165207573362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=2638023165207573362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/2638023165207573362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/2638023165207573362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/07/cest-trop-triste-que-nous-allons-dire.html' title='C&apos;est trop triste que demain, nous allons dire au revoir et pas à demain'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-2120654798975262853</id><published>2011-07-20T13:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T13:59:22.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madeleine's leaving THIS friday D:</title><content type='html'>Ahhh, Madeleine's leaving this friday... and its wednesday already! I can't believe this. But anyways, until then we still have about a hundred hours? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yesterday, there was reception at the ambassador of france's house. And we had dinner there. Nope nope, not the kind of banquet dinner with fifty people sitting at the table, but rather those socializing ones where you stand throughout and they keep serving food in small portions. They look as if they're desserts or something but woohooo, they're really good. And you get really full after a while despite attempts to rejects lots of food so as to look lady like, sighhhh. Oh, there was macarons! The desserts were the best but they were served really late. Like, we were going off already D: Food that needs to be highlighted: Smoked salmon (super good) and prune wrapped with bacon (don't say eew or what the hell until you've tried it for yourself) Oh, and I wore the (cheapo) black dress (jie bought from far east) and looked pretty good. That's ego, but well, I hardly wear black dresses. 8D Okay, Im so high about it. Perhaps I should study french really hard and be Singapore's ambassador to France or something. Haha, that was plain crazy daydreaming. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-2120654798975262853?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/2120654798975262853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=2120654798975262853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/2120654798975262853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/2120654798975262853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/07/madeleines-leaving-this-friday-d.html' title='Madeleine&apos;s leaving THIS friday D:'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-4213028388154771570</id><published>2011-07-17T21:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T21:07:56.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today?</title><content type='html'>So! Where did we go today? While waiting for the others, I bought Reese cups for Madeleine. But Fanny (Vaillant) came along halfway and we shared them. And then, they wanted to try Garett's popcorn (which is super expensive...). But I bought a small pack of the macademia caramel crisp ones just to let them try. And as expected, they really liked it (: And so, we met Rachelle and Erika and went to Mint Museum of Toys. It was really really cool for all the collections. It's a bit small though. /: But it was cool. And then we walked haji lane a bit before we returned to bugis junction, sat and rested and chatted before we went for BBQ. Bought a mini apple strudel on the way. Omg, its Ritz, and its good, and its expensive -.- BBQ was fun, and actually involved smoking and beer... ... ... And yeah, dancing, and swimming. If you were wondering, none of which I participated in. I just sat there and chatted. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was more fun though, in my opinion. We went for karaoke and then national day preview. And it was really high, throughout the day. WOOOHOOOOOO! 8D The kbox was just super fun (and funny). Then the national day parade was pretty cool. Liked a part where they shot(???) confetti into the air. Like, lots of confetti &lt;3 &lt;3 And then the fireworks! A. M. A. Z. I. N. G.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-4213028388154771570?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/4213028388154771570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=4213028388154771570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/4213028388154771570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/4213028388154771570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/07/today.html' title='Today?'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-6870781926899304582</id><published>2011-07-13T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T22:21:25.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>People</title><content type='html'>Some people have made my day. I've never told you guys, but thanks for making my day! :'D I'm like, so happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-6870781926899304582?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/6870781926899304582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=6870781926899304582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/6870781926899304582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/6870781926899304582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/07/people.html' title='People'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-7767270201827113812</id><published>2011-07-10T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T22:36:10.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today: bao plus cheenatown plus iluma plus tired legs</title><content type='html'>So, we went to eat bao today for breakfast! :D I got Madeleine to try the longevity buns(???) (寿桃), char siew bun, pork bun, lean pork bun (???) (扣肉包), chicken bun, red bean paste bun. ^^ All from the stall in toapayoh, which is real delicious. In the afternoon, I brought her back to chinatown, where it started raining not long after. And so, we escaped to bugis instead. They(Madeleine, Marie and Erika) ended up spazzing at the japanese stuff at the shops there. Okay, it was fun. But tiring. We went to the library after that and being real tired, we two were at the children section, looking at books about France. And Madeleine spotted a french grammar mistake "Bienvenue à France!" It's supposed to be "Bienvenue en France!" Haha, and she's kind of irritated about that. And also, we saw this boy on the book who's name was "Jean-Paul" and Madeleine was so amused because that's an old name for people in their 50s xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-7767270201827113812?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/7767270201827113812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=7767270201827113812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/7767270201827113812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/7767270201827113812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/07/today-bao-plus-cheenatown-plus-iluma.html' title='Today: bao plus cheenatown plus iluma plus tired legs'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-5083072330171269425</id><published>2011-07-09T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T23:07:19.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st time to Universal Studios Singapore! :D</title><content type='html'>C'est le premier fois que je vais à Universal Studios Singapore (USS) et il est 'AMAZING'! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today is Saturday. I didn't go for tuition but went for this with my french buddy, Madeleine, and many others who are going for the immersion programme and their buddies. We were this whole big group. WOOOHOOOOO. Although its a bit sad that we didn't finish all of the rides, it is still fun to go out with them! And I took 2 roller coaster rides today! (But I'm still scared of them -.-) I took the &lt;u&gt;Revenge of the Mummy&lt;/u&gt;. It was supposed to be really scary at the start where it goes backwards, into the dark, but since Woon talked about it during English PT discussions, I expected it already. But still, that was scary. And it wasn't any better sitting right in front. Maybe it was better cause I could see the tracks at some parts. Then there's the &lt;u&gt;Battlestar Galactica&lt;/u&gt;. I took the human one, which is the red one, the one without the turns upside down. Okay, that wasn't very very very scary. Or maybe it was just that I was screaming all the way, I didn't notice anything else. But still, I survived it. Yayness. Then there's the Jurassic Park Rapids Adventure. The ride's kind of short, so yeah, it wasn't as cool as those overseas one with the big slides. But the cool thing about this is that it's totally based on luck if you're getting drenched. It's a float, so you have no idea which part of the float is facing the ending slide/water splash. And if you were wondering if I got wet, yes, I did. But not that bad thanks to fengzhuo's raincoat! Yayyyyy :D I also did the canopy flyer, which was an estimated 30secs ride which we waited nearly 20 minutes for. We all kind of felt cheated. -.- Oh, and there was the &lt;u&gt;King Julien's Beach Party-Go-Round&lt;/u&gt;, which is basically a Madagascar themed carousel. That was childish but it was fun! I got onto gloria the hippo! 8D It's cute to the max. &lt;u&gt;Lights, Camera, Action! Hosted by Steven Spielberg&lt;/u&gt; was plain cool, where they show you how special effects are done. Cool! &lt;u&gt;Shrek 4-D adventure&lt;/u&gt; is a 4-d show (obviously). But it was fun! And I think you look cool when you put on those 4-d glasses. 8D We went for a &lt;u&gt;Pantages Hollywood Theatre&lt;/u&gt;, which I think was a waste of time 'cause I almost fell asleep halfway. Sorry, but yeah, its really boring for me D: Oh! I went for the &lt;u&gt;Accelerator&lt;/u&gt; which is as stupid because you are basically spun (in circles) and the ride ends before you even get a little giddy -.- And peishan was trying to be high, screaming during the ride. Ohkay, lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNIVERSAL STUDIOS WAS PRETTY MUCH FUN. TOOK LOTS OF PRETTY PICTURES 8D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Okay, I should add in the details about this.. event, soon.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-5083072330171269425?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/5083072330171269425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=5083072330171269425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/5083072330171269425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/5083072330171269425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/07/1st-time-to-universal-studios-singapore.html' title='1st time to Universal Studios Singapore! :D'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-3359575011303253153</id><published>2011-07-06T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T21:57:59.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buddy's fourth day in SG!</title><content type='html'>Everything's looking better! Everything's gotten a lot less awkward and I start to understand her, what she likes and things like that. And I'm really really starting to enjoy everything, although its not the most pleasant thing to be shopping in orchard with a big bulky heavy bag. I really want to bring her to Plaza Singapura! I think she will like the shop that sells things for scrap-booking. And maybe spotlight too? Okay, there's suddenly a whole new list of places I want to bring her to and things I want to let her try. I used to want to bring her for all the crazy shopping I would love but not anymore! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-3359575011303253153?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/3359575011303253153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=3359575011303253153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/3359575011303253153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/3359575011303253153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/07/buddys-fourth-day-in-sg.html' title='Buddy&apos;s fourth day in SG!'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-6013176817663969030</id><published>2011-07-02T11:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T11:51:18.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things to do for the next 3 days! :D</title><content type='html'>WOOHOOO. I'm in a pretty good mood today. (: And, I haven't done this agenda thing for a long long while already... so, here it goes :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;{AGENDA FOR THE WEEKENDS+YOUTH DAY: 2-4 July 2011}&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pack my table: no no no, I don't want my french buddy to see the mess &lt;br /&gt;2. Revise History: class based assessment on tuesday D: &lt;br /&gt;3. Revise Geography: assessment in week three D: &lt;br /&gt;4. Do Bio PT: Whoops, I think it's due pretty soon... D: &lt;br /&gt;5. Read: I have 2 unread books on my table, occupying spaceeeee &lt;br /&gt;6. Sleep 8D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-6013176817663969030?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/6013176817663969030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=6013176817663969030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/6013176817663969030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/6013176817663969030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/07/things-to-do-for-next-3-days-d.html' title='Things to do for the next 3 days! :D'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-6382935763968084208</id><published>2011-06-29T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T21:43:46.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Urgh, exams.</title><content type='html'>Always at the wrong time. History class based exam, why do you have to be on the freaking tuesday that my french exchange programme buddy is here. Why why why. Geography ppa, why do you have to be on week three, when my buddy is still here. Whats wrong with you examination dates. Wait, is there a philosophy one somewhere in between? ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why do I have to wait for the last minute to studyyyyy -_- Aish, sucks. STRESSSSSSHED. oh well, Im so stressed out, I can't even spell it right. |:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-6382935763968084208?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/6382935763968084208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=6382935763968084208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/6382935763968084208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/6382935763968084208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/06/urgh-exams.html' title='Urgh, exams.'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-2537516330062503077</id><published>2011-06-22T14:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T14:15:06.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I literally stink --'</title><content type='html'>I was pretty happy today, going for lunch like this-&gt; :D Then I had to was pass this kiosk selling can drinks. And they were clearing them, so they threw a few of the cans into this big blue container. And SPLASH! Yay, I walked through a fountain -.- I have no idea if its the water in the container or water from the canned drinks, but it totally got onto me, and the aunty didn't even bother apologising. Such a piss off sia. Totally ruined my day. And now, my right half stinks. (Luckily my left half is still dry and, erm, sweet smelling n_n **gratitude**) Urgh. I stink and I can't bathe cause I'm stuck in the office. My life, &lt;s&gt;sucks&lt;/s&gt; stinks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-2537516330062503077?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/2537516330062503077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=2537516330062503077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/2537516330062503077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/2537516330062503077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-literally-stink.html' title='I literally stink --&apos;'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-3830181472297883124</id><published>2011-06-17T22:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T22:52:32.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Universal Studios Singapore: Should I, or should I not?</title><content type='html'>THE ONLY PERSON I HAVE TO CONVINCE IS ACTUALLY MYSELF, NOT MY MUM. Damn. But its going to be a hundred bucks or two. My family isn't rich, at all. To me, this a really huge amount. But she travelled so far, shouldn't I bring her there? But I don't take the roller coaster, and that's kind of a waste of money for my ticket. And I can't possibly let her go alone with my other friends. Im so torn between the two choices. Go. Or not. The money, I really really can't convince myself to spend it. Can I just ask her if she wants to go? But I told her the tickets were kind of expensive already, and her response is that she didn't mind if we could go somewhere less expensive but still very fun. I can't decide. My brain keeps telling me to bring her elsewhere (I have a place in mind already), but really? Should I deprive her of the chance to visit USS? Or is it perfectly okay? I cant decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't have a consultant. Because people either really love theme parks,  don't think those few hundred bucks is a huge amount, have already made up their minds given such a situation or just plain un-contactable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I post this up here because I hope one of those close friends who are going can read this post. I hope they understand the real reason behind why "I have to argue the pros and cons out with my mom". I hope they'd understand, one way or another. I mean, I have spoken with my mom, and her response is exactly as I have expected. As long as she can manage it and its pretty much reasonable, I know she'll scrimp and save and somehow get the money for me to go. But going to the immersion trip is already a bomb, I don't know how much it's going to affect her already. And now, another small bomb?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-3830181472297883124?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/3830181472297883124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=3830181472297883124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/3830181472297883124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/3830181472297883124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/06/only-person-i-have-to-convince-is.html' title='Universal Studios Singapore: Should I, or should I not?'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-5276790864185350096</id><published>2011-06-14T15:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T15:30:46.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why you should bring your bag along for lunch?</title><content type='html'>Because, otherwise, you will meet your colleague on the way back to the office, on the day where your hands are full, holding a wallet and two bottles of ice lemon tea, and both your pockets are really puffy with a phone and camera on each side. Basically, you will meet your colleague when you look utterly retarded. -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang, no more ice lemon tea. And I'm saving the other bottle for tomorrow.. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-5276790864185350096?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/5276790864185350096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=5276790864185350096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/5276790864185350096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/5276790864185350096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/06/why-you-should-bring-your-bag-along-for.html' title='Why you should bring your bag along for lunch?'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-9126390800399780602</id><published>2011-06-09T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T23:46:35.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese PT: which movie?!</title><content type='html'>So, I've to do a 看后感 for a chinese movie. Which should I do? Hmmm, ohkay, I'm going to use this as an excuse to watch some movies ^^ I've just finished watching 向左走，向右走, with english subtitles xD (But I didn't really read them, the audio was enough!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah, the couples were super sweet. But I read the book this movie was adapted from (向左走，向右走 by 几米) and (obviously) knew the storyline already, so it wasn't much of a surprise. And being absolutely a failure at music or literature, it seemed boring when they read poems and played songs on the violin. Hello? The female lead was a translator (mainly for poetry, and they kept repeating this poem in the movie) and the male lead was a violinist (and kept playing all kinds of tunes I couldn't quite identify nor appreciate). Yeah. So it was super sweet and boring at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, then there are 苏乞儿， 安娜与安娜， 不能说的秘密 and a lot more! Haha, I should go write a short reflection based on the movie before the **feel** goes away! Haha, I think I so retarded/high today. :D :D : D (Coupled with the fact that I've gotten twenty two words of love! (: )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-9126390800399780602?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/9126390800399780602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=9126390800399780602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/9126390800399780602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/9126390800399780602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/06/chinese-pt-which-movie.html' title='Chinese PT: which movie?!'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-5569048282153566514</id><published>2011-06-06T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T22:01:45.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I really drive people nuts at times.</title><content type='html'>And drive myself nuts at the same time as well. Haha. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-5569048282153566514?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/5569048282153566514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=5569048282153566514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/5569048282153566514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/5569048282153566514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-think-i-really-drive-people-nuts-at.html' title='I think I really drive people nuts at times.'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-4919170706342672142</id><published>2011-06-05T18:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T18:32:59.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If someone can just cook me Macaroni and Cheese, I'd feel so loved.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aZjMfpLUypQ/TetbNyfFcXI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/cOYF8PyKlJE/s1600/tumblr_lm4tae0ozL1qe0sbko1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aZjMfpLUypQ/TetbNyfFcXI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/cOYF8PyKlJE/s400/tumblr_lm4tae0ozL1qe0sbko1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614681652896035186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits: &lt;a href="http://macaroni-and-cheese.tumblr.com/post/6089275959"&gt;macaroni-and-cheese&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-4919170706342672142?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/4919170706342672142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=4919170706342672142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/4919170706342672142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/4919170706342672142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/06/if-someone-can-just-cook-me-macaroni.html' title='If someone can just cook me Macaroni and Cheese, I&apos;d feel so loved.'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-aZjMfpLUypQ/TetbNyfFcXI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/cOYF8PyKlJE/s72-c/tumblr_lm4tae0ozL1qe0sbko1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9085987917070070418.post-7137516739581157067</id><published>2011-06-01T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T22:46:31.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WEP: Impression of 1st day at work!</title><content type='html'>Erm ohkay, it isn't totally cool or anything of that sort actually. So, I'm in the China department in the Chinatown branch. The only one being sent there... D: Yeah. Anyways, I did one job throughout the whole day, which is to help people fill up their arrival/departure cards. Thats basically it. Hope I would have something that actually requires some brain cells to work tomorrow! O: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh did I mention (no I didnt) that, the working hours are from 9am to 6pm, with the dress code as their company shirt and pants? That kind of... sucks. D: **Needs to pull through 1 month of that crap, gosh**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-7137516739581157067?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/7137516739581157067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=7137516739581157067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/7137516739581157067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/7137516739581157067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/06/wep-impression-of-1st-day-at-work.html' title='WEP: Impression of 1st day at work!'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-7621129478295985164</id><published>2011-05-31T11:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T21:03:15.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a morning.</title><content type='html'>So my sis had to try waking me up with her ridiculous means, in which I really hate and the more I wont wake up. So I slept till about 1030, and got screamed at by my mum over every single teeeeeny weeeeeny thing that I did. Then breakfast. The cake I had to eat was in the flavour I declared I dont like months or years ago. But the worse has yet to come. My mum left the half brewed milo on the table and it was infested with ants. I swear it was disgusting to the maximum. I had to get rid of those ants and add hot water only to the cup, in the hopes that it can kill the germs that the ants brought about. Goodness, Im starting to itch all over thinking of that horrible cup of milo. And that was my morning, or rather, is my morning, considering it has not ended. Aish, I want to study, like really mug today, so byebye. I am going to study bio and I am **not** going to fall asleep or switch subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Update @ 2058h]&lt;br /&gt;Trimmed/cut my hair. Feels so short now D: And, argh, I didnt even study today, went out after I finished typing an email in french. Ohkay, I should go study, even if its just a little bit D: There's WEP from tomorrow onwards. Suddenly, I kind of regret signing up. If I had known exams were shortly after june holidays D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-7621129478295985164?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/7621129478295985164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=7621129478295985164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/7621129478295985164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/7621129478295985164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-morning.html' title='What a morning.'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-4813765495069313755</id><published>2011-05-30T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T22:23:42.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays and Im still tired. WHUTISHTHISH.</title><content type='html'>Just spent a day wasting teabags and extracting caffeine. D: And Im supposed to be doing the literature review but Im just too lazy. And I just heard a japanese song that sound really good. Erm, Hitomi Wo Tojite by Ken Hirai. :D Im going to trim my hair tomorrow. Hmm, yeah. And there's WEP (Work Experience Programme) for the rest of the holidays. Aish. WHATS WITH ME TODAYYY. I am like sianned. Ohkay, see, this aint even making sense -_- Okay, Im not going to waste time writing more here 'cause its gonna be the same old thing. Why aint my brain working D: I cant seem to elaborate. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-4813765495069313755?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/4813765495069313755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=4813765495069313755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/4813765495069313755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/4813765495069313755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/05/holidays-and-im-still-tired.html' title='Holidays and Im still tired. WHUTISHTHISH.'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-5573170976123267229</id><published>2011-05-21T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T22:47:07.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Open house.</title><content type='html'>Plain boring. Oh, and this was the first time I saw Claudene play Weiqi and it was freakin cool. She was loosing at first but at the end, she totally won, coolly, by tricking the guy. Woohoo! Anyways, the cheerleading is cool as usual. And I realised both 310 and 207 has 4 cheerleaders each! Cool~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohkay, I am rushing History PT now and I really cant think, so yeah, Im kinda irritated. Why brain freeze now?! And I feel so bad that I forgot to do my zuowen, promised laoshi to hand it in today. Walao, laoshi too nice already luh, now I never do his homework, I feel super guilty. Damn luh. And, designing a stupid staircase for Math AA is definitely not easy, gosh D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-5573170976123267229?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/5573170976123267229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=5573170976123267229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/5573170976123267229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/5573170976123267229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/05/open-house.html' title='Open house.'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-2343477637633685251</id><published>2011-05-14T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T13:27:34.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think and imagine far too much.</title><content type='html'>Ain't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-2343477637633685251?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/2343477637633685251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=2343477637633685251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/2343477637633685251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/2343477637633685251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-think-and-imagine-far-too-much.html' title='I think and imagine far too much.'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-6630995894901761372</id><published>2011-05-06T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T22:45:07.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a good day either</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I think some of my classmates seen a side of me they've never ever ever seen. But I have also taken this chance, out of all the sadness, to discover that there are some really nice classmates. Now, I cant even believe myself. Urgh, basically today kind of sucks. And, the new moodle server kind of crashed due to the high traffic and I have no idea how I am going to upload the soft copy of my chem PT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-6630995894901761372?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/6630995894901761372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=6630995894901761372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/6630995894901761372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/6630995894901761372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/05/not-good-day-either.html' title='Not a good day either'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-5375194942175956025</id><published>2011-05-05T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T21:58:39.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a good day</title><content type='html'>I think I've been really negative here these days but no, it hasn't been a great day at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-5375194942175956025?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/5375194942175956025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=5375194942175956025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/5375194942175956025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/5375194942175956025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/05/not-good-day.html' title='Not a good day'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-7438585332263055995</id><published>2011-05-01T16:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T23:19:29.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Most recent tweet: I DUNCH KNOW HOW TO DO CHEMISTRY PT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"Because you live and breathe&lt;br /&gt;Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help&lt;br /&gt;Because you live, girl&lt;br /&gt;My world has twice as many stars in the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's alright, I survived, I'm alive again&lt;br /&gt;Cuz of you, made it through every storm&lt;br /&gt;What is life, what's the use if you're killing time&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I found an angel&lt;br /&gt;Someone&lt;br /&gt;Who was there when all my hopes fell&lt;br /&gt;I wanna fly, looking in your eyes"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Because You Live by Jesse McCartney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I have no idea how to do it. And its driving me crazy. How? ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, I really really love that two friends. Ohkay, so I was so irritated at chem, or maybe myself, so I went to shower. And as usual, like a lot of other people, I tend to think a lot dring showers. So I thought, if I receive a message or a call or something from anyone, even if its some stranger or some friend I havent contacted from decades ago, I'll really love him/her. And when I got out of the shower, took a deep sigh and opened my phone, I saw a message. A message. That feeling was great. Even though it was a message from approximately two hours ago, it felt so good. Then when I sat down in front of the computer, my other friend started a convo with me on msn. That was pure surprise and, it felt wonderful. Cause I had never expected to receive yet another message. I don't want to mention their names but they're my close friends. And for goodness sakes, that really made me smile. If I could just send a virtual hug over the internet/phone. Thank you guys, thank you. (": &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are reading this and wondering if that person happens to be you, just check your message history or msn conversation history to see if you smsed/chat with me at around 4:14pm, haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;[Added at 11:10PM] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're wondering if I'm still doing my Chem PT, you're spot on. And if you're thinking that I am really happy, having done a lot, you're super wrong. 'Cause I have been trying to understand the thing the whole afternoon. And having people who doesn't bother to help at all just makes it plain irritating. Then, there are people who just thinks you're staying up every single night on the comp and for some reason, cannot see the effort you're trying to put in. That makes it all become sad, not frustrating anymore. I dont think people remember or even know why I have problems with studying Chem or more accurately, doing graded Chem assignments. That feeling just comes back again and no I dont think my friends can help anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-7438585332263055995?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/7438585332263055995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=7438585332263055995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/7438585332263055995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/7438585332263055995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/05/most-recent-tweet-i-dunch-know-how-to.html' title='Most recent tweet: I DUNCH KNOW HOW TO DO CHEMISTRY PT.'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-822838778352758468</id><published>2011-04-29T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T23:55:14.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Next week is a crazy week. How.</title><content type='html'>So, we have english and chem PT due. And and and, CCA stuff. Omg. There's like a Open House website and a video. And competitions stuffs. And camps. I mean for the competitions and camps, they're not due next week but soon enough. There's originally french oral but it was postponed to a week later 'cause we had NAPFA on friday. That is crazy. Especially for the PTs which I havenet really started on and the open house website! Still have to get the psd file from the person who did it. Urgh. I dont even know how the interface is going to be like, how to start coding? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, Im kind of really busy. But once thats over, almost everything is overrrrr. :D So yay, I should be happy and everything. Optimism~ Cross my fingers and wish that everything will just turn out fine! Ohkay, I should really stop spending time typing this and get some work done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, I THINK MY COMMONWEALTH ESSAY IS CHOSEN TO BE SUBMITTED. IF I AM NOT WRONG. BUT CAN YOU BELIEVE THIS?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-822838778352758468?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/822838778352758468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=822838778352758468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/822838778352758468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/822838778352758468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/04/next-week-is-crazy-week-how.html' title='Next week is a crazy week. How.'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-950058425375739615</id><published>2011-04-26T13:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T23:51:02.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SFHDJKSDKJASBKDJBJK.</title><content type='html'>So angry, I cant even put how irritated I am by such a small teeny weeeny thing into proper sentences. So, if this whole thing is incoherent, dont blame me. Im freakin irritated that I've got so much stuffs and there's really no time. Argh, forget it. Forget it. Forget it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-950058425375739615?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/950058425375739615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=950058425375739615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/950058425375739615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/950058425375739615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/04/sfhdjksdkjasbkdjbjk.html' title='SFHDJKSDKJASBKDJBJK.'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-5151564703779383323</id><published>2011-04-19T20:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T20:36:04.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy busy busy</title><content type='html'>I'm so busy. There' maths GA tomorrow and I dont really get modulus function. There's interview tomorrow and I've got a feeling I'm going to screw it up. How! Shiesh, I even typed 'modulusfunction' as my password just now. Epic fail, I know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er, got my english paper back today. Isnt that bad but isnt that good either. My comprehension part was far most the best ever in all my english exams but the vocabulary and the MCQ part just pulled my marks down ): French petit test too. I made really stupid mistakes. Stuff like wrong spelling -_- WHATSWITHMEEEEE. Ohkay bye, I'm off to dealing with modulus function. FDJKASKJBANDDJK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, I love my blog, having something/someone to rant on/to is just so damn great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-5151564703779383323?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/5151564703779383323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=5151564703779383323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/5151564703779383323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/5151564703779383323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/04/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy busy busy'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-7160470107543569827</id><published>2011-04-18T15:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T16:04:06.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>): Why does it always have to be chemistry.</title><content type='html'>So yeah, chemistry, which I thought wasnt so bad a paper ('cause I mugged like crap), was really bad. Like, I didnt do well and partially because I made a lot of careless mistakes... things like I didnt see that the question was referring to period three and I drew 3 pairs of lone pair for oxygen. So now, I am so.. tired? I just cant seem to concentrate. Especially for maths just now. I totally wasnt listening and I have no idea about what is poly-something. Urgh. There's geography AA and a couple of other stuff due on thursday. So, for now, I am just sian and I dont feel like doing anything.  And because of it, I've got a bad feeling I'm going to do really badly for biology, and maybe english and social studies too. How. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-7160470107543569827?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/7160470107543569827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=7160470107543569827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/7160470107543569827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/7160470107543569827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/04/why-does-it-always-have-to-be-chemistry.html' title='): Why does it always have to be chemistry.'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-6327599593236561831</id><published>2011-04-16T09:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T09:25:35.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>English PT</title><content type='html'>Ohkay, I am rushing out the powerpoint. Well, the intro actually. And I've tried a few ideas but it is still not working. There is something missing in the presentation. Urgh, irritating. And added on it is the fact that I have to use a lame microsoft powerpoint 2003 doesnt help. So, now, Im like. How how how leh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But aha! I just got back my french controle and guess what, I did pretty well! Like, it hit my target. i'm so happy! Do you know how long has it been since I've reached my goals. Omg, happy happy happy. But still, there was petit test yesterday and I've got a feeling I screwed it up. Damn, what's with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And shit, I've got maths unit summary to do. T_T (I'm just hoping to pass this one though) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohkay, I think I'm hyper this morning 'cause there's no tuition today. **YOOHOOOOO!**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-6327599593236561831?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/6327599593236561831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=6327599593236561831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/6327599593236561831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/6327599593236561831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/04/english-pt.html' title='English PT'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-7198280466239542882</id><published>2011-04-01T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T22:10:00.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just want to rest.</title><content type='html'>Some things kind of happened today and hence, some things are being cleared up. I feel free, like, really free. But I am tired. So, I am just sitting here, listening to iTunes stream some good music, just resting. I will feel better tomorrow right? I believe I will. At least things are finally being cleared up. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-7198280466239542882?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/7198280466239542882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=7198280466239542882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/7198280466239542882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/7198280466239542882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/04/just-want-to-rest.html' title='Just want to rest.'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-2324988927929390757</id><published>2011-03-31T21:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T09:29:28.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15 years + 1 day old! :D</title><content type='html'>IM &lt;b&gt;15 YEARS AND 1 DAY OLD&lt;/b&gt;, CAN YOU BELIEVE IT! ^^ &lt;br /&gt;Omg, thats kind of old actually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah, I want to thank:- &lt;br /&gt;JingJing! Kityin! Cheryl! Kathleen! Vanessa! JueYing! SiHong! Anar! YuQing!310! All those who wished me happy birthday on facebook or verbally! :D (If I were to list, you're going to need to scroll till your finger hurts, so yeah, I am not listing them all down cause I am so nice.^^)And for the people whose names are mentioned in front, thanks for your gifts/cards (: (including the last two whose presents were belated :D) Really appreciate you guys taking the effort to get/make/do something for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it was so sweet that 310 sang the birthday song a second time for me during recess in the canteen. But the thing is, I just stuffed the last-big-spoonful of fried rice into my mouth. So I was like, dang, how to smile, faster chew and swallow your food, cheongyilei! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, JingJing's present allowed like about 3 persons to know that I've an english name. -_- And and and, for goodness sakes, ChenJingJing, it is so not pronounced as Alice. Alice is... in wonderland. But still, I love her because she's the only one who texted me at 12. And Im like FDKJSNCKNKSMLDK, HAPPY! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, I love my birthday. Thanks to everyone again who made my birthday so awesome (: (Including teachers who didnt give any homework for that day and arranged SA to be on tuesday and not wednesday. )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-2324988927929390757?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/2324988927929390757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=2324988927929390757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/2324988927929390757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/2324988927929390757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/03/15-years-1-day-old-d.html' title='15 years + 1 day old! :D'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-2220513626329060576</id><published>2011-03-28T16:07:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T00:11:29.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown to end of English/SS/Chem SSA1: &lt; 21 hours.</title><content type='html'>Omg, thats gonna be... cool -_- (Lol whut, its just the first three papers.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But stil aha, I am getting so hyped up, over the fact that its going to be over and my birthday's going to be here soooon! :D Countdown: 2 days. Yayness. (Ohkay, please dont remind me I have some math test that I am going to fail on the 31st. ) :DDDD Oh! I just realised that there's going to be a school holiday on friday! Although there's still going to be french, I'll be kind of free before that. YAYNESS. Ohkay :D I should be going off to do my last minute memorising work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Omg, I cant wait for this chemistry paper to be over.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this will record my emotions while studying (since I know I should totally be out of facebook and twitter) -_- &lt;br /&gt;[0459PM] Yawnnnns. This always happens when I study for chem. I. Need. To. Stay. Awake.&lt;br /&gt;[0510PM] (Yawns.) (SEES SOMETHING) WHAT THE HELL IS DISPLACEMENT REACTION. &lt;br /&gt;[0517PM] (See the light bulb being lit up?) Tabitha saved the... lets just leave it as day.&lt;br /&gt;[0633PM] Almost fell asleep. Feeding on Ms Loh's revision brain food: M&amp;Ms! (Hope they workkkD: )&lt;br /&gt;[0642PM] WHERE DID MY PERIODIC TABLE GO?!?! O:&lt;br /&gt;[0702PM] Wonders how many know that I love love love Big Bang too.. &lt;i&gt;"Haru Haru~"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[0745PM] Went to facebook, replied to a few posts and LOGGED OUT 8D&lt;br /&gt;[1004PM] Studying SS already, but what, out of all the case studies, I dont understand my source... )":&lt;br /&gt;[1210PM] Im going to sleep now. But crap, I am getting kind of stressed out and scared. Dies. (Heh, didnt even look at englishhhhh.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-2220513626329060576?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/2220513626329060576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=2220513626329060576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/2220513626329060576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/2220513626329060576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/03/countdown-to-end-of-englishsschem-ssa1.html' title='Countdown to end of English/SS/Chem SSA1: &lt; 21 hours.'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-8578623718398897960</id><published>2011-03-26T22:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T00:36:51.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summative Assesment 1s D:</title><content type='html'>Yeah, its all going to start soon. In fact, I just had my french controle yesterday and as usual, it wasnt easy. But I felt really stressed up and stuff before the exam yesterday, which is really weird and scary, but wells /: Ohman, I need to chill or else I am going to screw up my other exams. So yeah, I am going prepare for chemistry now. Not my best subject... But stillllllll! And you know what, I am counting down to my birthday. But the exams the day before just made it feel like I was counting down to my first exam instead, which is like -_- Wait, its more of T_T actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Something extra I wanted to add on at 12:29AM on 27032011]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading my old posts, and IT IRRITATES ME TO SEE SO MANY SPELLING ERRORS/TYPOS. Someday I am going to edit them all away. Because it irritates me every time I read them again but I never ever edit them -_- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I actually find myself damn irritating. I swear so much and the way I talk is... driving me crazy now. Phew, luckily I am not like that now. Phew! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-8578623718398897960?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/8578623718398897960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=8578623718398897960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/8578623718398897960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/8578623718398897960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/03/summative-assesment-1s-d.html' title='Summative Assesment 1s D:'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-5616843067269977327</id><published>2011-03-12T20:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T20:41:37.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday?</title><content type='html'>Haw par villa! Boringgggggggggggg. ): Never camwhore also. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;French class. Haha, Mme Lee was asking us if we wanted to be entertained during class. And she even asked us to define "entertain". So awkward okay. Then the whole lesson was filled with sarcasm here and there about being entertained. Aha. Oh, it was so noisy yesterday. Something was going on in the canteen and the Bishan stadium. ARGHHHHH. Got surround sound system installed liddat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Beverly's house with Rachel, Weiting and Jingjing to hang out. Bev's mum even picked me up from moelc. Omg, so nice! :D We talked a lot of crap. So fun!!! Ate dinner, which was as usual, good. Then we had movie time~ Valentines day(: Ahhh, so sweet, almost everyone ended with someone! (oh, PS, Rachel's cookies are real good.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.disneydreaming.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/Valentines-Day-Movie-Poster2-353x525.jpg"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night? My computer crashed. Luckily I backed my stuff up, but still, I've been kind of sad over it from last night. Sucks man, I love my computer ): It's being sent to some shop in Sim Lim Square for repair, hope its possible. I'd rather get this computer back than buy a new one actually. 'Cause I went to the IT fair today and the ones that are on top of the list, the cheap and good ones, aren't really that pretty and everything. I want a tablet, but damn, the price is like $128908429572048987093849. D: Anyways, I still want my cool, lovable, short battery life-d, black notebook. As for now, life sucks ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-5616843067269977327?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/5616843067269977327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=5616843067269977327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/5616843067269977327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/5616843067269977327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/03/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday?'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-1098004748745515247</id><published>2011-03-10T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T22:07:34.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10mins.</title><content type='html'>My dear computer took 10 mins to turn on today. I am so irritated by it. So anyways, I sent it for disk cleanup, sending it for disk backup, and will be sending it for defragmentation. I hope everything goes well, and my computer survives. Hence, I am not going to use my computer a lot today. Like, no tumblr-ing or chatting for hours. ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I get so pissed over slow computers? I don't know why either /:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-1098004748745515247?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/1098004748745515247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=1098004748745515247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/1098004748745515247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/1098004748745515247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/03/10mins.html' title='10mins.'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-1672581853968819899</id><published>2011-03-04T21:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T21:48:18.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>直达人心的最深处</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;"真正打动人的感情总是朴实无华的，它不出声，不张扬，埋得很深。沉默有一种特别的力量，当一切喧嚣静息下来后，他仍然在工作着，穿透可见或不可见的间隔，直达人心的最深处。"&lt;br /&gt;-周国平（人与永恒）&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired. Not physically, but mentally, I think. 'Cause even I myself dont know. It's just, there's a lot a lot of things that I really want to do but I cannot. The first exam date is just before my birthday, and all the 3 subjects are the subjects I fear most. French is even before that, which just makes things even worse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, am I scared? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I am just in this mood, I cant think straight. Sometimes, I ask myself if I made the right choice to go to RGS. I dont think anyone can believe it, but I do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I dont even have an answer to that. I feel so screwed up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I usually dont write stuff so close to my heart on this blog, but since I know no one, maybe my very very very very very very close friend, will come visit this blog, I decided that its okay for me to post stuff like that once in a while. /: )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-1672581853968819899?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/1672581853968819899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=1672581853968819899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/1672581853968819899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/1672581853968819899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title='直达人心的最深处'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-4865840908707772945</id><published>2011-03-03T11:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T11:05:46.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why am I here?</title><content type='html'>Okay, why I am here? Because it recess, I am bored and I dont think I have anything to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thats so wrong. I just remembered I have to start chionging french homework. So byebye. Sigh, my corrections are like... never finishing. /: Damn, the bell just went off. It's math and chem after this. Sucks right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-4865840908707772945?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/4865840908707772945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=4865840908707772945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/4865840908707772945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/4865840908707772945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/03/why-am-i-here.html' title='Why am I here?'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-1885847059673906387</id><published>2011-02-28T21:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T21:28:23.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HISTOREEEEEEEEEE AA OVER!</title><content type='html'>You don't know how happy I am now. WHEEEEEEEE. I wrote a whole chunk for the explanation, then I realised there was a word limit of 500 words. So, I was like o_o And then I had to summarize everything. For your information, I had already typed about 1200 words? I was like, SHITSHITSHIT. But anyways, I just kept deleting and backspacing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night, I went to sleep at around 11pm and woke up at 2am to finish the whole thing, including the food label itself. The whole night. (Why is it always history that I am doing when I stay up overnight?!?!) Anyways, so, I was so freaking tired during the ever so confusing chemistry. Yeah, I slept for an hour in the afternoon. Okay, so I am going to sleep early tonight ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means I've got to do my work now. (I know how crappy this is, but at the end of the story, I AM SO HAPPY NOW!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-1885847059673906387?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/1885847059673906387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=1885847059673906387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/1885847059673906387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/1885847059673906387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/02/historeeeeeeeeee-aa-over.html' title='HISTOREEEEEEEEEE AA OVER!'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-7605237880790408099</id><published>2011-02-20T01:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T01:40:10.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My current sleep-deprived life</title><content type='html'>I was sick and slept during math class that day. Reflections: If you sleep in math class and miss out a worksheet, you're probably doomed. Its so hard to figure it out. Lesson learnt: Never ever sleep during math class. (And never forget to book a friday CES) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am doing so badly for French. How. I dont know how. Urgh, I need to do something about it, but I dont have time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My english seems so horrible. The english compositions that I have been handing in for tuition are not at all up to standard. Something is missing. I dont know what. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same goes with chinese compositions. I cant write well. And I cant really do summary and cloze passages these days. I dont know why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My social studies and geography essays are full of crap. And its so short. For ss, there's something that I dont really understand but I dont know what. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to buck up before I totally lose track. I need to figure my brain out, seriously. Gosh, I really hope I dont loose touch of my languages. Please please please. I am so tired. ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am sleep deprived currently but I am still typing this because I need to vent my stress, aka rant, somewhere before I sleep. So yeah. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-7605237880790408099?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/7605237880790408099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=7605237880790408099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/7605237880790408099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/7605237880790408099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-current-sleep-deprived-life.html' title='My current sleep-deprived life'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-5948453531588783269</id><published>2011-02-01T23:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T23:53:14.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jour de Francaise (French Day) + Marilyn's birthday!</title><content type='html'>Okay, pardon me for the direct translation, but it should be correct right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, basically, I went there at around 2.30pm 'cause Peishan got wrong information and told me thats the starting time. So, we went around MOELC and then to the library there. Then at 3.30pm, the whole thing starts. First station was something called "Les chiffres et les lettres", which involves 2 parts, "le mot plus long" and "le numbre..." (something something something, I forgot) Okay, basically, for the first part, each team is given a choice of a vowel or a consonant. Which vowel/consonant that is chosen is given by luck by the facilitator. Then basically you try to form a word that is longer than the other team. Yay. And the second part is where you are given 5 numbers and another 3-digit number. With the 5 numbers, you'd have to use +,-,x and / to eventually arrive at the 3-digit number. Okay, actually it was a draw. But the teacher said we (the girls) had less people, so we win. LOL. Then, it was "Qui veut gagner un million?" (I think). Hmm, we came in second. Then it was "qui suis-je?". Basically, you get a person from the team to come up. Then the team will have to pose yes-no questions to that representative and eventually guess what the representative is. Meanwhile, the opposing team listens. They get to try answering too, just that they cannot ask, and yeah, we won the guys. It was epic okay, the teacher was laughing at all the questions we were asking. Then it was pictionary. Urgh, I had to go up and draw. D: (Drawing has never been my favourite thing, damn it.) So, we got totally owned. The score was like, seven to twentyone?!?! Then, it was Boggle. Owned the RI guys. Okay, its nearing the end already. We went to the auditorium to vote for the best tache finale (final task) that the sec twos did. I was kind and casted my vote to some guy whose work wasnt popular. Like, more than 75% of the people casted their votes to the second guy. And admittedly, his work was so so so much better. Anyways, back to topic, for the last part, we sang the song "Aux Champs-Elysee". Gosh, it was so so so fun. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LVsPoDojmOE" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, if you notice, today is the first of february! &lt;b&gt;MARILYN'S BIRTHDAY. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MY SIX YEAR CLASSMATEEEEEEEEEEE. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-5948453531588783269?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/5948453531588783269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=5948453531588783269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/5948453531588783269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/5948453531588783269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/02/jour-de-francaise-french-day-marilyns.html' title='Jour de Francaise (French Day) + Marilyn&apos;s birthday!'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://img.youtube.com/vi/LVsPoDojmOE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9085987917070070418.post-8057456670007577802</id><published>2011-01-30T21:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T21:24:19.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A short and not so impressive TVXQ Video I made during CCA session</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1a3xF3a_Hd8" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-8057456670007577802?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/8057456670007577802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=8057456670007577802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/8057456670007577802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/8057456670007577802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/01/not-so-impressive-tvxq-video-i-made.html' title='A short and not so impressive TVXQ Video I made during CCA session'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://img.youtube.com/vi/1a3xF3a_Hd8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9085987917070070418.post-6201330757015643184</id><published>2011-01-29T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T23:27:48.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed out.</title><content type='html'>Okay, this is but the fourth, going to the fifth, week but I'm already so stressed out. Life's really hard for me. I cannot cope with maths and french. Especially french, I forgot all my frennch grammar and I cannot understand half the things in class. And, Mme Lee has totally noticed. Ah, and now, when I make careless mistakes, she thinks that I don't understand. Ohmy. English is really boring. I am learning all my 词语s during Chinese class while the teacher's explaining so as to prepare for 听写. Then we have social studies, which I think we have not done much. Biology too. Surprisingly, I am coping pretty well for Chemistry! Perhaps its because of the crash course I had before the science exam last year and thanks to me paying a lot of attention and making sure I don't slack any bit in class. (And I really hope this continues...)Geography is still the best. I can totally understand every single thing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I recently joined Library, which takes up another 2 hours weekly. And, I want to be more hardworking for RS this year, which means I have to put in more time. And, I want to do a Service Learning that is really meaningful, which means time too. And, I really want to work hard in Infocomm this year, seeing that we have a nice new trainer teaching something that I am interested in. And yes, I want to prove myself worthy for any leadership positions in the club next year. I don't want to be voted in just because no one else wants to D: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my really stressed out life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Ganbatte~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-6201330757015643184?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/6201330757015643184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=6201330757015643184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/6201330757015643184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/6201330757015643184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/01/stressed-out.html' title='Stressed out.'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-8183685967211634193</id><published>2011-01-17T17:55:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T19:25:21.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DA GAMA.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nf4pNgAOsO4/TTQk7kRwRCI/AAAAAAAAANw/X7qmVbi1i9Y/s1600/166457_1604830713851_1028628631_31309161_4664069_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 450px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nf4pNgAOsO4/TTQk7kRwRCI/AAAAAAAAANw/X7qmVbi1i9Y/s400/166457_1604830713851_1028628631_31309161_4664069_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563112045478429730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupps, that's my watch, or in layman terms, group. DA GAMA. Okay, according to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Da_gama"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;, Vasco da Gama is one of the really great Portuguese explorers. Like, really really great. :D Similarly, my watch is really really great too^^ Oh, group members! From left to right. Back row: 310 Cheryl Lee, Teng Si, Yilei (ME!), -space/gap-, Kathleen, Vanessa, Hong Jing, Meiyi, Fangning, Claudene. Front row: Peiyu, Yifan, Ruoyi, Belle, Koh Huey, Clara (Tay), Ngoc. Front front loner row: Sham. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, OBS was really fun! That's the positive side of things. But well, if you want to look on the other side, I'd consider it really tiring and the place really dirty. And the thing you'd hate most there? The bugs. I just counted, I've got around 25 mosquito/sand fly bites and 5 blue blacks that came from I-don't-know-where altogether. And the bites, the sand fly ones I think, are so freaking itchy, I keep scratching and scratching and scratching and scratching. Now, let me bring through the course! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, first day was the normal introduction day. We got to meet our instructor, Sham, in short for Shameel. And we got to surrender our phones and stuff, then we went around the place, like, got introduced to our base camp, camp 2, and each of us got a job. I'm the day one I/C together with Koh Huey! (Heh, we're slacky people who chose to do on the shortest day.) We learnt how to do outdoor cooking and well, wheeeeeeeee, I finally am able to open cans! *happy dance* Then it was bathing time. D: You can imagine the small cramped dirty bathroom where everyone's queuing up and thanks to the rain, there were huge flying insects hovering around the light. Terrible terrible terrible. Then, we packed our bags into the huge backpack they lent us. Ew, it is really dirty. Oh, then we learnt how to pitch our tents within 5 minutes. Seriously? It was easy. :D Then? We slept^^ I shared the tent with Koh Huey, Clara (Tay) and Claudene! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day! We learnt how to kayak! We've got to learn how to capsize and recover. So, we got ourselves all wet and stinky. Yeah, stinky. (In contrast to our ideal image of the clean sparkling blue sea, omg, it's so dirty salty oily and filled with quite a bit of litter. Especially when the tide is getting higher, the dirt gets more obvious at the coast.) So then, we kayaked our way to camp 1! Kayaking is so so so fun! Okay, so again, we queued for the toilets at camp 1 that are equally dirty... Then, we went to pitch our tents in this forest near camp 1. Omg, there's a lot of mosquitoes there. And we learnt how to belay the 4-step belaying method, and it was really weird. The left hand feels really awkward. Yeah, but still, we had to learn. Then, we had dinner! Not really good, but still, at least no outdoor cooking. *sighs!* Hmm, so after bathing, we packed our stuff and went for this briefing about our really long kayaking trip. Then we went to play this team bonding game: memory game played in a group. Then we heard the lame mwachi (mochi) story, part one, that got us all fooled and felt really lame. We went up the hill to our tents in the dark with our flashlights. And wonderful, I realised we pitched our tents at the deepest part of the forest when some other group got their tents pitched at the outside, on this really green, nice and clean grass patch. Unfair D&lt;  D&lt; D&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day threeeeeeeeeee! We went to our bags and found that the food bag was infested with ants. So we killed the ants with 310 Cheryl's insect repellent. Only hers worked... We played the team bonding game again and we did amazingly well this time round. Then, we proceeded to do the high elements~ THE ZIPLINE WAS STUPID TTM. I gathered all my courage and energy to climb up to the highest element and halfway through, the fantastic zipline was so irritating, it wouldn't budge. Wonderful, so I made a graceful U-turn and climbed down again. WTH. Ohkay, at least the sea view was good ): Then then then, we went to trek with the huge, really heavy bag. It took about an hour, and the distance was about 3km. Ohmygosh, my shoulders were so painful. They backpacks were really heavy. D: Okay, then, we camped at this campsite. Loads of bugs, but luckily there aren't as many mosquitoes or sandflies (I think). We ate maggie mee, that had an extra seasoning of the rain water. Who cares, we just gobbled the thing down. Then sleep. (P.S. we got wiser and brought our food into the safety of the tent with us.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day four, cotinued from previous day. Then wake up for duty to keep watch from 1.30am to 2am. Then sleep. Then wake up at 5am. Whoa, so tiring D: Then pack pack pack pack pack. Pee in the bushes. (Ohmygosh, disgusting plus embarrassing!) Then breakfast. Then KAYAKING! We went kayaking round Pulau Ubin to get back to camp 2! It was around a 5 hours trip. So we started at around 7 plus 8, and if you do your math, you should be able to guess correctly that we ended at 12 plus plus 1. In fact, we ended at 12:51pm, when our target was to reach by 3! Yay. So, we washed the really dirty kayaks and went for... *drumrolls please* JETTY JUMP! Yay, it was so fun jumping from the height. Went twice went twice went twice! Okay, it was so so so fun. I don't know why, but all I know is that it is super fun. Epic thing: how I know I am in water already- when I heard the splash. We were supposed to breathe out before we go in so that water wouldn't get into the nose, but I didn't even know when I was going in 'cause my eyes were shut, and duh, water went in. Gah, everything's so salty in the sea. Then we packed and bathed and changed into the, &lt;i&gt;omg, i'm so lovin' it&lt;/i&gt;, shorts! My hair felt really clean and it finally smelt of the fragrant shampoo that I always use at home sweet home. Then, we pitched our tent on this grass patch, which has quite a lot of mosquitoes. Argh. Then we had outdoor cooking. But this was really fun because there were fresh vegetables, better can foods, eggs and a nicer stove. Yeah, the food turned out good and even though we ate a lot, we still had extras. It was so fun! Oh then we had sharing, like what we learnt and this really emotional activity, to thank 2 persons and apologise to 1. (It got damn emotional and I got people thanking me for really small acts, of kindness, I suppose, and people saying sorry for things that I would like to thank them for. Gah, its kind of awkward the way I say it now, but well, it was emotional. Oh, and thanks to the long kayaking trip, my head was spinning for a whole minute.) And then, we got tricked into another lame story, which apparently is the mwachi (mochi) story, part 2. Oh, damn it. Then we went to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nf4pNgAOsO4/TTQj09eMHwI/AAAAAAAAANo/NvN6V9qnjDE/s1600/SNC00016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 450px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nf4pNgAOsO4/TTQj09eMHwI/AAAAAAAAANo/NvN6V9qnjDE/s400/SNC00016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563110832470761218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Try finding mwachi (mochi) on this Pulau Ubin coast. D&lt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day five. Final day, awww D: But yeah, we packed the place, tried teaching Sham to play umjiji and shared our learnings with our teacher and proceeded on to the closing ceremony, which was mostly full of crap. Then we went on to listen to Sham's waste-of-time story of ah seng and can-be-emmotional story of ah seng's younger brother, ah beng, and crafted our very lame story of ah gao (dialect for ah dog), their father. The we camwhored! Yay. Then we went back, with mixed feelings. we, or maybe, I miss the place and the activities and the very nice and lame instructors, but at the same time, I yearn for home. So yeah, eventually, we still went home, with the fondest memories of OBS. And no, contrary to popular belief, the course isn't that physically demanding, unless you are so unlucky and is in the group that had to kayak to the day three campsite and trek approximately seven hours back to base camp with the very heavy bags.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-8183685967211634193?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/8183685967211634193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=8183685967211634193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/8183685967211634193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/8183685967211634193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/01/da-gama.html' title='DA GAMA.'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nf4pNgAOsO4/TTQk7kRwRCI/AAAAAAAAANw/X7qmVbi1i9Y/s72-c/166457_1604830713851_1028628631_31309161_4664069_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9085987917070070418.post-3555867723513126023</id><published>2011-01-09T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T22:50:07.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to OBS!</title><content type='html'>I'm all packed for OBS at Pulau Ubin tomorrow! Yay yay yay! Okay, my bags are going to burst out already xD Luckily, I am going to dump a pair of shoes there, so it should be quite okay. But all the "waterproofing" thing sucks man. I merely stuffed them into different plastic bags, which is pretty "LOL!", 'cause it's not really waterproofed~ Yeah, I'll be home like on the afternoon of 14th, which is like five to six days away (depending on how you want to calculate)!! Sigh, I am gonna miss you guys! Including my dear computer, the internet, Tumblr, etcetera etcetera! O: And, I'll be back looking like a cooked red lobster, with loads of mosquitoes or sandfly bites. Oh man~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-3555867723513126023?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/3555867723513126023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=3555867723513126023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/3555867723513126023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/3555867723513126023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/01/going-to-obs.html' title='Going to OBS!'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-1049532850463767123</id><published>2011-01-06T16:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T16:41:28.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi sis, I'm the 310 social studies Elaine.</title><content type='html'>My social studies teacher is the best. She gives english names to those with chinese names so she can remember us more easily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;And here I am, the 310 social studies Elaine. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-1049532850463767123?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/1049532850463767123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=1049532850463767123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/1049532850463767123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/1049532850463767123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/01/hi-sis-im-310-social-studies-elaine.html' title='Hi sis, I&apos;m the 310 social studies Elaine.'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-6704026753115657647</id><published>2011-01-01T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T00:11:10.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonne année! Bonne 2011!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy 2011! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yayyy. P.S. I was facepalming the second it turned 2011 'cause live streaming was lagging. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-6704026753115657647?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/6704026753115657647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=6704026753115657647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/6704026753115657647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/6704026753115657647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2011/01/bonne-annee-bonne-2011.html' title='Bonne année! Bonne 2011!'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-3424032300431180537</id><published>2010-12-31T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T20:45:35.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of 2010! (Reflections &amp; Resolutions)</title><content type='html'>Woohoo. C'est le dernier jour de decembre! Okay, thanks to me doing so much french today, I am kind of crazy about french. Okay, anyways, my sis is finally back from China! Yay, for countdown later, I am going to ransack her luggage and get all the new stuff~ Yay. But still, serious stuff for now. Okay. Reflections 2010 and resolutions 2011. Right. Here we go: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, 2010, I think on the overall, I've become badder (like, not as nice as before) and a whole lot quieter. I don't know why I've gone quieter. Hmm, not as nice... Why why why... My temper has been worse and I rant quite a lot, to the extent that sometimes I feel kind of guilty, and being such an idiot, I didn't even apologise. So, resolutions? To improve my temper and stop blaming others for my own faults. Oh, yar, to save more money. This year, I am really spending everything I have. ): Yes, that's it. Ahhh, maybe there's a lot more I need to improve on, but yeah, the 2 most important thing I want to improve is my temper and my always-blame-others attitude. which is kind of making me get really irritated at myself. Gahgahgah, I'm really sorry to those who suffered due to my PMS or any other asshol* attitudes. I am sorry D": Oh yar, to improve on my language too. I want to speak in nice fluent sentences, and if possible, without much 4-lettered words. Heh^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year, my dear friends, and hope your new year resolutions come true too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-3424032300431180537?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/3424032300431180537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=3424032300431180537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/3424032300431180537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/3424032300431180537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2010/12/last-day-of-2010-reflections.html' title='Last day of 2010! (Reflections &amp; Resolutions)'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-5920774575510135189</id><published>2010-12-30T10:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T10:37:31.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sec 3 Subject Combi.</title><content type='html'>My sec 3 subject combination is out! As expected, I got BCGH (Biology, Chemistry, Geography, History)! Okay, I got into 310. Erms, from what I know so far, Vanessa is in 310 too. Okay, I am going to look out on facebook, see who's in 310. Byebye! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-5920774575510135189?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/5920774575510135189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=5920774575510135189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/5920774575510135189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/5920774575510135189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2010/12/sec-3-subject-combi.html' title='Sec 3 Subject Combi.'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-8527026296976445682</id><published>2010-12-29T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T00:21:03.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was perfect.</title><content type='html'>Okay, when the movie Black Swan comes out in Singapore next year, I am so going to watch it. It's like, all over the internet, and everyone's going, "Black Swan is a must see" and stuff like that. And, well, the screencaps are really pretty too. So, yeah, I am going to make sure I spend some time (plus money) to watch. Gah~ Can't wait for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-8527026296976445682?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/8527026296976445682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=8527026296976445682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/8527026296976445682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/8527026296976445682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2010/12/black-swan.html' title='I was perfect.'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-2818759648262258556</id><published>2010-12-27T15:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T16:01:26.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. YAY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you! Heh, tell me when you figure out what's ohmygosh in Cantonese ^^&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-2818759648262258556?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/2818759648262258556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=2818759648262258556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/2818759648262258556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/2818759648262258556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-birthday-daddy.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY.'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-3423570219800641237</id><published>2010-12-26T22:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T16:09:23.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boxing Day 2010 :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff299/Unidog/P26-12-10_085401-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, hello everyone!! It's boxing day! Yay, so early in the morning, I ripped open my (one and only) present from Cheryl. As you can see for yourself, she got me what she calls "gay socks" and hard/rock candy. I have no idea why those cute red Sesame Street socks are "gay". I especially love the socks 'cause my feet get freezing cold really easily at night and socks come in really handy, plus, unlike the candy, they dont give me more calories, add on to my weight (or mass, if you want a more scientifically correct term). And, they're of my favourite colour, and, they are not gay. I feel so gay after opening my present^^ (Thanks, Cheryl~) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nf4pNgAOsO4/TRhBXkYNmgI/AAAAAAAAANg/m6MIJMnN-s8/s1600/P26-12-10_14.11%255B01%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nf4pNgAOsO4/TRhBXkYNmgI/AAAAAAAAANg/m6MIJMnN-s8/s400/P26-12-10_14.11%255B01%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555262013519534594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nf4pNgAOsO4/TRhBXYcsY7I/AAAAAAAAANY/89LXJ5oMajA/s1600/P26-12-10_13.35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nf4pNgAOsO4/TRhBXYcsY7I/AAAAAAAAANY/89LXJ5oMajA/s400/P26-12-10_13.35.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555262010317104050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, tomorrow's my dad's birthday! Yay! Okay, we basically went for japanese ala carte buffet lunch today. Well, it's not really up to my standard. The food comes really slowly and in small servings. (Example, 4 servings of XXX sushi basically meant 4 XXX sushi.) I guess the waitress will remember me 'cause I kept ordering stuff. 8D Whhooopsie~ Then, we went shopping! Right, I didn't get anything... It's so hard to buy clothes nowadays, gah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-3423570219800641237?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/3423570219800641237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=3423570219800641237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/3423570219800641237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/3423570219800641237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2010/12/boxing-day-2010-d.html' title='Boxing Day 2010 :D'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nf4pNgAOsO4/TRhBXkYNmgI/AAAAAAAAANg/m6MIJMnN-s8/s72-c/P26-12-10_14.11%255B01%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9085987917070070418.post-2674802105108042017</id><published>2010-12-24T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T21:53:47.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>HELLO PEOPLE! MERRY CHRISTMAS! Oh man, it's yet another year! Merry christmas! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-2674802105108042017?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/2674802105108042017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=2674802105108042017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/2674802105108042017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/2674802105108042017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-8013804222679633621</id><published>2010-12-18T19:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T19:59:10.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retainers~~~</title><content type='html'>I've got my retainers today! (okay, why do I sound so happy?) Well, the point is that I can't talk properly now, like, worse than when I just got braces. There's this thing stuck where my tongue needs to go and I can't pronounce almost everything. I sound like... "&lt;i&gt;Ex-se-cuse meh pleash. Tank you.&lt;/i&gt;" Gah, I'll bare with it~ For my wonderful pearly whites :D :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-8013804222679633621?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/8013804222679633621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=8013804222679633621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/8013804222679633621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/8013804222679633621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2010/12/retainers.html' title='Retainers~~~'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-3707695550246100802</id><published>2010-12-17T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T00:25:03.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheryl's house @ Kebangan!</title><content type='html'>Wheeee. I went over to Cheryl's house today :D Okay, her house super cool, got loads of books and dvds, really neatly stacked. Her room's walls are pretty much filled, with all the anime posters. If I ever get her a poster or something like that, I guess she'll have to resort to using the cupboard doors, which already have things stuck to them at the bottom area... Ohkay. Basically, its super cool. We were there to watch some dbsk disks. Concerts! 8D Okay, so anyways. Thats how we spent two to three hours~ Wheeeeeeeeeeee. I got a christmas present too! I am going to only open it on christmas day~ Well, no, boxing day actually :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-3707695550246100802?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/3707695550246100802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=3707695550246100802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/3707695550246100802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/3707695550246100802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2010/12/cheryls-house-kebangan.html' title='Cheryl&apos;s house @ Kebangan!'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-4284627178042597906</id><published>2010-12-11T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T22:26:02.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Braces removed. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nf4pNgAOsO4/TQOJdsyymYI/AAAAAAAAANE/luDYjU7hsBw/s1600/P11-12-10_12.30%255B01%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nf4pNgAOsO4/TQOJdsyymYI/AAAAAAAAANE/luDYjU7hsBw/s400/P11-12-10_12.30%255B01%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549430309183986050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nf4pNgAOsO4/TQOJBydhyzI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Ge-GFJeeiNM/s1600/P11-12-10_12.33%255B01%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nf4pNgAOsO4/TQOJBydhyzI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Ge-GFJeeiNM/s400/P11-12-10_12.33%255B01%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549429829669079858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nf4pNgAOsO4/TQOJCSnIwNI/AAAAAAAAAM0/0U8VBoy1D8I/s1600/P11-12-10_12.34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nf4pNgAOsO4/TQOJCSnIwNI/AAAAAAAAAM0/0U8VBoy1D8I/s400/P11-12-10_12.34.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549429838299316434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nf4pNgAOsO4/TQOJC3O-frI/AAAAAAAAAM8/_GEflm2oluY/s1600/P11-12-10_17.11%255B01%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nf4pNgAOsO4/TQOJC3O-frI/AAAAAAAAAM8/_GEflm2oluY/s400/P11-12-10_17.11%255B01%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549429848130092722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh, my sis is going to fly off to China, Nanjing and some other cities, for a whole 20 days tomorrow morning, so there are some really stupid looking pictures with her being posted. &lt;i&gt;Bon voyage!!!&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-4284627178042597906?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/4284627178042597906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=4284627178042597906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/4284627178042597906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/4284627178042597906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2010/12/braces-removed-d.html' title='Braces removed. :D'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nf4pNgAOsO4/TQOJdsyymYI/AAAAAAAAANE/luDYjU7hsBw/s72-c/P11-12-10_12.30%255B01%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9085987917070070418.post-2863684219517256569</id><published>2010-12-10T19:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T19:15:42.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jogging with Marilyn &amp; Miki &amp; my sis :D</title><content type='html'>Today, Marilyn and Miki met up with my sister at about 8:45am (approximately 15 minutes late from the arranged time) at Bishan Stadium to jog. We were jogging in U-shapes. So technically, I didnt even finish 1 round though I went 7 U(s). Oh, we ran in this weird U-shape because the Kuo Chuan Presbyterian(Miki's school) track team was practicing there and Miki wanted to avoid them. Lol. So at times, we were running against the direction, like, in a clockwise direction instead of the usual anti-clockwise direction. Yay. It was fun. Fyi, Miki got a mosquito bite, 'cause she's so sweet. (But Marilyn would have had sweeter blood because she had what, 100 sandfly bites?!?!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-2863684219517256569?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/2863684219517256569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=2863684219517256569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/2863684219517256569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/2863684219517256569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2010/12/jogging-with-marilyn-miki-my-sis-d.html' title='Jogging with Marilyn &amp; Miki &amp; my sis :D'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-9002739023027963886</id><published>2010-12-04T23:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T23:08:57.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rapunzel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nf4pNgAOsO4/TP-eJaXU5oI/AAAAAAAAAMU/KH60ZJX5jNk/s1600/TANGLED%2BTeaser%2BOne-Sheet.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nf4pNgAOsO4/TP-eJaXU5oI/AAAAAAAAAMU/KH60ZJX5jNk/s400/TANGLED%2BTeaser%2BOne-Sheet.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548327150476912258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nf4pNgAOsO4/TP-eKpJTXaI/AAAAAAAAAMk/emXDlAQ8KY0/s1600/tangled_rapunzel_poster_20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nf4pNgAOsO4/TP-eKpJTXaI/AAAAAAAAAMk/emXDlAQ8KY0/s400/tangled_rapunzel_poster_20.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548327171624492450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nf4pNgAOsO4/TP-eJKyDNSI/AAAAAAAAAMM/mZDooOCUrFU/s1600/tangled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 211px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nf4pNgAOsO4/TP-eJKyDNSI/AAAAAAAAAMM/mZDooOCUrFU/s400/tangled.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548327146294031650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nf4pNgAOsO4/TP-eKVQAMLI/AAAAAAAAAMc/EmEk5ofFAUE/s1600/tangled_movie_image_rapunzel_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nf4pNgAOsO4/TP-eKVQAMLI/AAAAAAAAAMc/EmEk5ofFAUE/s400/tangled_movie_image_rapunzel_02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548327166283886770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WATCHED RAPUNZEL TODAY !!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, to be exact, the name is Rapunzel: A Tangled Tale. It's a really good film. Rapunzel is so freaking cute, with those big eyes. She even looks good with short hair, I think. :D The animation was really good. I especially liked the part when the couple released the lanterns. There's so many lanterns in the sky, and with the castle at the back... ohmygosh, it's stunning! And the "I had a dream" part was so cute. Well, I had a dream and I still have many many dreams :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-9002739023027963886?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/9002739023027963886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=9002739023027963886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/9002739023027963886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/9002739023027963886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2010/11/rapunzel.html' title='Rapunzel'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nf4pNgAOsO4/TP-eJaXU5oI/AAAAAAAAAMU/KH60ZJX5jNk/s72-c/TANGLED%2BTeaser%2BOne-Sheet.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9085987917070070418.post-2106466044111396072</id><published>2010-11-25T21:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T10:47:35.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>See² 2010!</title><content type='html'>Okay, See² 2010 ended today. Participants from our school/club: Yuqing &amp; I. D&lt; My batch mates, who all went last year, didn't go this year. Yay. So Yuqing and I were the only ones~ Oh, did I mention what it is about? It's a 3-day conference for Infocomm Club members (of different schools) to come together to brainstorm plans that can be carried out to solve problems of Infocomm Clubs, in general. Wow, that sounds really exciting, doesn't it?!?! (Sarcasm, by the way) Anyways, it was pretty fun, really. The discussions were kind of screwed because the solutions presented, to me, is really normal. (And pretty much, easier said than done D:) Ohkay, but apparently, you know that it is really normal that the "Infocomm = Go-to-slack/game CCA" thought is really normal~ :D Ohkay. Anyways anyways. I was in Group One. Yay. Our team name. Wacko. Hence, we're Team Wacko. :D (Named after the game wacko, literally) &lt;i&gt;Whatever~&lt;/i&gt; I still prefer Group One. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group 1 is made up of 3 facilitators and 7 participants! :D Yee Hui (sister of my schoolmate/friend!!) and Eisabess and Shaoyun (the easily recognizable one) &amp; Yilei (me) and Yeethien and Sheryl and Vi and Anton (pronounced &lt;i&gt;un-torn&lt;/i&gt;^^) and Azhari and Jacob! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day One. Icebreakers-Wacko (ring a bell?) and etc. Conference. Mass Games--&gt; Sweat a lot, like, a lot more than PE lessons =,= Oh, but we won! :D 1. Pass rubber bands down the row with the line 2. 3. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Two. Conference. Panel review. Mass Games (Oddities--&gt; ohman, really bad at it). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Three. Panel review. Panic/be really anxious. Presentation to other participants. Play some "Spot the Tofu" Game. Basically, with 4 tofus, youre supposed to go around hwachong for the 5 stations. We've to: 1. Blow up 20 balloons and write everyone's name on each balloon. Cool. The last few balloons have words that dont look like words. They just look like messy lines. 2. Play Charades. And what, we've to guess things like "Algebra" and "Play Charades". -___- 3. Drink 3L of water. As in, the whole team luh, not each person, which is super "no problem lorh" because the weather's scorching hot and we've got Shaoyun~ 4. Pass on a pingpong ball three time with chopsticks, which was really super easy. 5. Shoot down 8 cups with rubber bands to reveal letters and use them to form words. Wells, I didnt even shoot down a cup. And so, we went back to the classroom, threw away the tofus and sat and stared. No mass games (water bomb) after this 'cause it started raining D: (We're the first batch to be so unlucky kay) So, we played cards for the rest of the day, until we went for dinner at macs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, I'm really super tired. So, byebye. &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/9085987917070070418-2106466044111396072?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/2106466044111396072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=2106466044111396072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/2106466044111396072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/2106466044111396072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2010/11/see-2010.html' title='See² 2010!'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-4220794323358227102</id><published>2010-11-23T18:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T12:45:50.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Window Reflection</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff299/Unidog/P1110512.jpg" width="601px" height="450px"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-4220794323358227102?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/4220794323358227102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=4220794323358227102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/4220794323358227102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/4220794323358227102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2010/11/window-reflection.html' title='Window Reflection'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-682727236740581913</id><published>2010-11-18T16:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T17:26:56.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spoiling my eyesight a lot these day O:</title><content type='html'>Wooooah. I am like, so addicted to watching the k-dramas these days. Not the new ones only but the really old ones too. Like, full house. That was like... in 2004... when I was in... P2? Omg. T_T Okay, this is spoiling my eyesight a whole lot. Ahh, this sounds so crappy. Because I am really bored now. I don't feel like doing my work, facebook-ing, tumblr-ing, twitter-ing, youtube-ing, reading or anything. (I don't feel like watching dramas right now too 'cause I just watched 4 hours of Full House.) I ended up scribbling my signature. Till I get so bored, I start blogging. But I cannot think of anything to blog about. (That's why what you're reading now is so... what-the-hell-ish. I know. You can stop reading this post, but I am not going to stop writing. 'Cause I can't think of anything else to do.) /: \: |: ): is how I am feeling right now. Bored to the max. Oh, today is JingJing's birthday. So. &lt;u&gt;Happy birthday, &lt;b&gt;Chen Jing Jing&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/u&gt; &lt;b&gt;:D&lt;/b&gt; *smiles* *back to frowning* Ah, what should I do now? Ohoh, next week, I'll be going for some Infocomm-ish camp at HCI, hope it'll be fun. Hmm, yeah... yeah... ): Damn, I don't even feel like sleeping okay. Gah T_T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. What am I doing now. Blogging=duh. Singing/humming/making weird noised/causing noise pollution-kiss the baby sky, doushite (Marilyn played the MV of this song for her music presentation in P6. Haha, I remember us contemplating if we should play the version with the english subs or not.), lupin... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAWNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNZ. Yeah. I just got some bitter chocolate in my mouth. Happy. :D I got a message... Let's see who! :D ... ... ... From 74688. The message goes: Dear Patron (SXXXXXXXX) - Please return your library item(s) by 24 Nov 2010 to avoid overdue charges. Log on to www.pl.sg for details. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Falls off from chair. -_________-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I just read what I posted on this blog exactly a year ago. I thought the ending was pretty sweet, so, here. For Chen JingJing! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~❤~&lt;br /&gt;Joyeuse Anniversaire, JingJing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-682727236740581913?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/682727236740581913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=682727236740581913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/682727236740581913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/682727236740581913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2010/11/spoiling-my-eyesight-lot-these-day-o.html' title='Spoiling my eyesight a lot these day O:'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-6752101415711658724</id><published>2010-11-15T12:09:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T12:39:50.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anime Fesitval Asia X 14 November 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff299/Unidog/P1110475-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff299/Unidog/P1110485-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff299/Unidog/P1110471-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-6752101415711658724?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/6752101415711658724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=6752101415711658724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/6752101415711658724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/6752101415711658724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2010/11/anime-fesitval-asia-x-14-november-2010.html' title='Anime Fesitval Asia X 14 November 2010'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-537820150403933352</id><published>2010-11-13T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T11:23:37.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please please please, let me get what I want.</title><content type='html'>Perhaps, its time we think of what we need than we want, or what has actually been on the top of the want list for such a long time but has always been forgotten.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-537820150403933352?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/537820150403933352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=537820150403933352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/537820150403933352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/537820150403933352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2010/11/please-please-please-let-me-get-what-i.html' title='Please please please, let me get what I want.'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-2466024635055399741</id><published>2010-11-11T20:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T16:56:08.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The view from my seat &amp; stuff I did.</title><content type='html'>Spot your face? :D Oh, I should get something bigbang-ish up there,I just realised ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff299/Unidog/P1110427-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, not too bad a view right? (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff299/Unidog/P1110416-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brokeh version. Okay, I have no idea how I did that. The camera just wouldn't budge and insisted on capturing a brokeh version. I'm serious. And yay, it turned out great! :D Yupps, I decreased the exposure... by a bit too much -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff299/Unidog/P1110417-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, biscuits I had for dinner~ Looks good right? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff299/Unidog/P1110433-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, but they're not &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; good as I expected. But still, they're looking realy good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff299/Unidog/P1110431-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These squashed &lt;s&gt;by my bag &lt;i&gt;(sorry T_T)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/s&gt; cookies, peanut butter flavour, I assume, hand-baked by Rachel is really good. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff299/Unidog/P1110437-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;i&gt;P.S.&lt;/i&gt; Omg, I am addicted to posting pictures. Why why. I should write more. And, *sigh*, I blog in a twitter-ish way. I meant, it feels like I'm tweeting. D: I should be blogging.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, what have I been doing in these first days of the holidays. Practically nothing much. Well, I am cooking, okay, messing up the kitchen quite a bit actually. 'Cause all I made was sandwich, and there was quite a big fuss about it, 'cause I have never cooked out of home econs class. Oh, the black pepper ham I boiled was good^^ Hmm, I learnt how to cut a watermelon too. Right, that sounds pretty stupid. But anyways, its quite fun, I just need to build up my muscles a &lt;s&gt;lot&lt;/s&gt; bit more because the sharp knife can't seem to get through the (approx.) 2.5cm thick skin~ Yeah, I've been doing the same usual things too - downloading songs (which I have not done for a super long time), watching videos (speaking of which I have a movie downloaded a whole month ago that I haven't watch D:), tumblr-ing, facebook-ing, google-ing and stuff. Yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, with my mum, I went out and then went to orchard for a while (like, 30 mins only) for quick shopping while waiting for my sis. Hee, and we 3 each got something. A shirt for my mum and my sis and a skirt for me. Ahh, really shouldn't have bought that!! 'Cause I have too much skirts but I don't have much &lt;b&gt;shorts&lt;/b&gt; nor &lt;u&gt;dresses&lt;/u&gt; D: The ratio is so out that it's driving me crazy. (--&gt; exaggeration, fyi -__-) Okay, then I got home. I felt so hardworking and wanted to finish up my assessment books which are like 90% empty, so I did 2 comprehension passages and fell asleep. Right, zzzz. I woke up to discuss what to cook for dinner with my mum, for a whole hour, approximately and I fell asleep on the sofa halfway through. (Okay, what the hell, I know.) In the end, when I finally woke up, we both decided that none of us were hungry and decided to just munch on biscuits. Anyways, I'm not hungry at all now. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my holiday plans are weird. But well, I am weird. --&gt; in a positive way. 8D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-2466024635055399741?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/2466024635055399741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=2466024635055399741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/2466024635055399741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/2466024635055399741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2010/11/view-from-my-seat.html' title='The view from my seat &amp; stuff I did.'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-7237227799699471535</id><published>2010-11-10T11:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T12:01:23.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember Cheong Yi Lei's Paedo+ ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Paedo+'s comeback on this blog with my nametag and school badge! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff299/Unidog/P1110414-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-7237227799699471535?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/7237227799699471535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=7237227799699471535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/7237227799699471535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/7237227799699471535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2010/11/remember-cheong-yi-leis-paedo.html' title='Remember Cheong Yi Lei&apos;s Paedo+ ?'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-8265034358006607098</id><published>2010-11-09T19:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T19:39:24.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of school...</title><content type='html'>Today, Tuesday, 9 November, is the last day of school. ): Ah, I'll really miss 207, batch 2010. It has been 2 years already, well, a very good two years. Fantastic, awesome, wonderful... I don't really know what to say except, "Thank you, I love you." 'Cause this class has provided me with all the love, care, trust, friendship, I need when I first stepped into the school. Being the only one, it was you guys who were there for me. I consider this as a very special class. The teachers always say that we're very clique-y and stuff, but the we're really supportive of each other. (Hee, especially obvious when we're chionging stuff last minute! (: Everyone would come around to help somehow. And! We never ever need to plan for class parties, we naturally know what to bring^^) There's a special bond, I guess, between us. Really, I love this class... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;RGS 207&lt;br /&gt;BATCH 2010&lt;br /&gt;FTW!&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE ONE,&lt;br /&gt;AND FOREVER BE ONE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU, &lt;br /&gt;207. &lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-8265034358006607098?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/8265034358006607098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=8265034358006607098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/8265034358006607098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/8265034358006607098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2010/11/last-day-of-school.html' title='Last day of school...'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-6389345827276252103</id><published>2010-10-31T19:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T21:28:11.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post exams -yawns- activities</title><content type='html'>Hello hello hello. How long have I not posted? Ahh, examinations have already ended but the post exams activities are still there. And they're super boring (and rather retarded) ):&lt; Gah, but school's going to end soon. Thursday D: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, today. I went to the library in the morning at about 10.30am and stayed there till about 4pm. Woah, tired to the max, I read about two and a half books kay. Woah, read until my head spinning already, although they were all chic lit. Ahlamak, I am kind of crazy over chic lit these few days. Really cliché story lines though. Well, chic lit is chic lit. (But but but! I found a Nora Roberts book that I haven't read! :D ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, have I mentioned this? I've been hooked onto ice cream these days. Low fat ice cream and gelato(s) to be exact (: GELATO GELATO GELATO! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-6389345827276252103?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/6389345827276252103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=6389345827276252103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/6389345827276252103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/6389345827276252103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2010/10/post-exams-yawns-activities.html' title='Post exams -yawns- activities'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-4146507990417382111</id><published>2010-10-16T23:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T20:31:12.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someday</title><content type='html'>Something new &lt;s&gt;and crazy&lt;/s&gt; on my wishlist/when-i-grow-up-agenda: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="30"&gt;Someday, I'm going to travel around the world with my (D)SLR, clicking away the most beautiful sceneries and the prettiest skies.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-4146507990417382111?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/4146507990417382111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=4146507990417382111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/4146507990417382111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/4146507990417382111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2010/10/someday.html' title='Someday'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-8188168210195665990</id><published>2010-10-09T22:05:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T22:41:36.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once in the blue moon good view from the window beside my messy study table.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="text-align:center;width: 525px; height: 600px;" src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff299/Unidog/P1100925.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="text-align:center;width: 525px; height: 600px;" src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff299/Unidog/P1100920.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="text-align:center;width: 600px; height: 395px;"  src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff299/Unidog/P1100922.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sorry for the bad picture quality. ): *Sigh* I need a new camera. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-8188168210195665990?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/8188168210195665990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=8188168210195665990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/8188168210195665990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/8188168210195665990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2010/10/once-in-blue-moon-good-view-from-window.html' title='Once in the blue moon good view from the window beside my messy study table.'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9085987917070070418.post-710133085080100831</id><published>2010-10-07T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T22:49:19.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Weiting! (;</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY WEITING~ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,anyways, there was higher chinese paper today. Pretty stupid mistakes were made. But besides that... we celebrated WEITING's birthday! We got her a cookie cake from Famous Amos! Okay, it is so cool. I took like lots of pictures of the cake itself. Thats how cool I think it is, but the thing is I dont really like the icing, too sweet. But Weiting likes sweet stuff, so she had all the icing :D Oh, we walked to far east plaza 'cause we didnt want to wait for the bus. There, we stopped for an old chang kee snack before taking bus 124 to 313@Summerset to get the cake. And yeah, we celebrated there :D Very fun. And at 11:11am, we 6 made wishes together. Okay, I think thats uber sweet. Yeaps, thats the end. Back home to mugging. (No, not actually that. 'Cause I went back to school for extra math session. And stupidly, I forgot to ask about a topic that I totally have no idea about. Dang, how.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-710133085080100831?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/710133085080100831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=710133085080100831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/710133085080100831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/710133085080100831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-birthday-weiting.html' title='Happy Birthday, Weiting! 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But what my brains processed from what my ear overheard tells me you're one of the few that truly cares for every friend. Thank you, friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9085987917070070418-7698032815195742288?l=thorthlog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/feeds/7698032815195742288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9085987917070070418&amp;postID=7698032815195742288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/7698032815195742288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9085987917070070418/posts/default/7698032815195742288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thorthlog.blogspot.com/2010/09/thank-you-friend.html' title='Thank you, friend.'/><author><name>Yilei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
