<?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-7869598996907067246</id><updated>2011-10-11T22:24:15.724-07:00</updated><category term='hiee'/><title type='text'>dreams-tv</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>273</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-6209313015422156897</id><published>2011-07-12T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T03:25:49.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;Okay!!! I'm back :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;Gosh, I seriously miss this blog :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;I went to read on my previous post and well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;It seriously seem a little funny to me xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;Like when I first created this blog, in Sec 1, my posts were all so colourful and full of short forms xD SO DIFFERENT FROM NOW!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;I wouldn't say I'm mature, but my post seem to be more...readable now hehehehe xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;I don't know...but those are my childhood (okay, maybe not so childhood) memories. It's interesting :) Seeing how people were just 2 years back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;2 years isn't a long time, is it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;But just within this short period of time, everyone changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;Relationships changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;Attitudes changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;People changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;I guess it's like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;Nothing last forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;Humans, things, the world, is changing every minute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;I should learn how to live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;I can't blame myself for who I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;I am a Scorpio, and it tells everything about me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;I can't help that I'm shy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;I can't help it that I'm so inwards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;I can't help it when people misunderstand me just because they don't understand me well enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;I don't go around showing people how am I like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;Neither do I actually "shout" in their face how I'm like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;It's just me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;Live with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-6209313015422156897?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/6209313015422156897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=6209313015422156897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/6209313015422156897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/6209313015422156897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/07/okay-im-back-d-gosh-i-seriously-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-7397732958412546420</id><published>2011-07-04T02:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T02:40:50.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;I really don't know what to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;I want to dream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;But I don't dare to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;I want it to happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;But it's not happening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;Right, why will miracle happen to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;I'm so confused now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;What should I do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;My heart is telling me I really want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;But is this just what my mind have been hypnotising my heart to say that it is really what I want?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even if it is really what I want, in what way am I gonna get it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel so confused.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just need a wish now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything will be solved isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;j ith3g1[bvodwhDHOREGJELSVFRH[VUF; Mp.DBA JMp&amp;gt;/BJL Z[HU VAFD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-7397732958412546420?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/7397732958412546420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=7397732958412546420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/7397732958412546420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/7397732958412546420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-really-dont-know-what-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-6399016806061765360</id><published>2011-06-23T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T08:20:00.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;Heyy peeps!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;It has been a long long time since I've updated this blog...~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;Okay, I'm probably talking to myself anyway xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;But just in case anyone randomly clicks on this, I'll just mention that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;I'VE &lt;a href="http://tv-addict8.livejournal.com"&gt;MOVED&lt;/a&gt;  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;Yeah, okay I really don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;I'll be posting &lt;strong&gt;MOST &lt;/strong&gt;of my posts there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;But sometimes I might come back here :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;So yeah, I really don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;But currently I'll just say, I have to blogs, since Blogger is a little sot sot already~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;Okay, nothing much about my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;Most probably typed in livejournal anyways~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;bgsound loop="infinite" src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true"&gt;So long :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-6399016806061765360?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/6399016806061765360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=6399016806061765360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/6399016806061765360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/6399016806061765360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/06/heyy-peeps-it-has-been-long-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-3952658497899942094</id><published>2011-05-26T07:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T07:55:10.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okays~&lt;br /&gt;I've changed some of the songs in my playlist :)&lt;br /&gt;I added more AWESOME SONGS OF F.T ISLAND &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yepp~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I'll be missing their comeback on Music Bank tomorrow thanks to the stupid Chinese Fortnight thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So annoying =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the most annoying thing is, I've nowhere to go.&lt;br /&gt;So sian.&lt;br /&gt;2hrs.&lt;br /&gt;It's like, neither here nor there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annoying.&lt;br /&gt;Annoyingg!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me fall sick tomorrow~~~~ *prays badly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally fell in love with F.T Island's new Hello Hello MV.&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty interesting.&lt;br /&gt;It took me quite a while to understand.&lt;br /&gt;But it's awesome :)&lt;br /&gt;Hong Ki is awesomeeee~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7f797f89848e6de3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=3952658497899942094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/3952658497899942094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/3952658497899942094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/05/okays-ive-changed-some-of-songs-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-7930894272156438269</id><published>2011-05-17T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T08:26:12.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kay, while waiting for my drama to load...I shall talk about my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I really think I should create livejournal :) Even Gladys talks about it...(quite long time ago)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, today is Vesak Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily there's a holiday, I really can't survive another day of school. It sucks big time. What with 3hrs straight of make-me-sleep english debate + make-me-wanna-die chinese debate and already-killed-me MUN, HOW IS POST EXAM COUNTED RELAXING??!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't they just let us LIVE for a few days before I get condemned for my results?! =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, back to my life story. Today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got forced to wake up by my mum because she knows I am going out today. If she didn't wake me up, I think I'll just sleep all the way xD&lt;br /&gt;Met Jia Wei at Bugis~ Oh, we were suppose to meet at Redhill but she didn't get into the train =.= so in the end, we just meet at Bugis.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Bugis Street and IT.WAS.AWESOME!!! And crowded...but it is fine :) There was SOOO many things there! The shoes are nice, the clothes are not bad and there are bags&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THE PRICE WASN'T THAT BAD EITHER!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I bought the tights I wanted and a shirt over there~ (which I realised I need to slim down alot in order to look nice in this two =.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked around a while and then went for lunch at Bugis Junction. Pepper Lunch + Milo Dinosaur &amp;lt;3 Oh but as usual, clumsy me spills stuff over my shirt and now there is milo stain on it =.= worse thing, I was wearing totally white :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After stuffing ourselves with food, we walked around Bugis Junction...okay, actually, not really walked around. We simply went 77th street AND THERE WERE SOOOO MANY THINGS THERE I WANTED!!! :( I bought something there, but I really wanted something else too (but I didn't have enough $$$) So, I convinced my dearest mum to go Bugis with me on Sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) She can help me pay :)&lt;br /&gt;2) I want to go with her to Bugis street so that she can buy her stuff&lt;br /&gt;3) She can help me bargain in Bugis street (my mum is totally awesome when she bargains! :D)&lt;br /&gt;4) THAT IDIOT OF A SALES WOMAN AT 77TH STREET WON'T BE SO IDIOT WITH MY MUM AROUND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMPH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that salesperson attending to me in 77th street was so... (inputs bad word) ... She got so irritated when I didn't even want her there =.= she could have just left me there you know. Just because I was in a dilemma of what to buy and she got irritated. I should have just walked off right and it'll be TOO BAD for her. This type of person =.= Don't want to serve customers then GO AWAY LAH =.= *Curses her to get sacked tomorrow 8D* okay, that's so evil. But nvm~ :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so I really got so pissed with her. I hate it when people tries to influence my decision and make me start swaying or chasing me to make a decision when I'm thinking. I really hate that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is why I get so annoyed with me sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Jia Wei came to my house and Li Wei arrived later~~~&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, it was kinda boring because there was nothing much to do~ But since Jia Wei suggeted to come, it was her choice anyway~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh I bought a shirt as present for li wei and she didn't even seem to like it.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, is this why I am not  THAT close to her???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is MUN. tomorrow is debate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please let me fall sick. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-7930894272156438269?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/7930894272156438269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=7930894272156438269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/7930894272156438269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/7930894272156438269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/05/kay-while-waiting-for-my-drama-to-load.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-8195385744432448356</id><published>2011-05-15T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T05:37:59.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*Strictly censored for fangirling*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(But my fangirling isn't that bad~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyaa Jae jin &amp;lt;3 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_jvUCdXoVew/Tc_I7dyKcJI/AAAAAAAAATA/kERMBu240Yg/s1600/tumblr_ldg4tabGSH1qzmug4o1_250.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 168px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_jvUCdXoVew/Tc_I7dyKcJI/AAAAAAAAATA/kERMBu240Yg/s320/tumblr_ldg4tabGSH1qzmug4o1_250.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606920985032421522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kR3rTheO1lg/Tc_I7MTT5hI/AAAAAAAAAS4/DYbgOudgSQA/s1600/jaejin_ft_island-200901310022412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kR3rTheO1lg/Tc_I7MTT5hI/AAAAAAAAAS4/DYbgOudgSQA/s320/jaejin_ft_island-200901310022412.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606920980339615250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3A0c86G9as/Tc_I7ZA3QHI/AAAAAAAAATI/L0eCqlp0wQI/s1600/imagesjj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 121px; height: 127px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3A0c86G9as/Tc_I7ZA3QHI/AAAAAAAAATI/L0eCqlp0wQI/s320/imagesjj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606920983751901298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-8195385744432448356?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/8195385744432448356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=8195385744432448356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/8195385744432448356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/8195385744432448356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/05/strictly-censored-for-fangirling-but-my.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-_jvUCdXoVew/Tc_I7dyKcJI/AAAAAAAAATA/kERMBu240Yg/s72-c/tumblr_ldg4tabGSH1qzmug4o1_250.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-5529642350778913993</id><published>2011-05-15T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T05:31:50.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kay now, I'm obviously on a drama craze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching 4 dramas at one time :)&lt;br /&gt;See how much Sec 3 life deprived me of my dramas O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayy let me introduce my dramas~~ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st drama:&lt;br /&gt;Name: Dream High&lt;br /&gt;Status: Have not watched&lt;br /&gt;Why: Okay, I heard that this is nice by my classmate while we were discussing about dramas during English debate~~~ Plus in here have some famous people like IU~~ And I think the story plot is pretty interesting too so yeah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iszYQM_oRM8/Tc_EmKyLMnI/AAAAAAAAASw/doL_RZLX-r4/s1600/Dream_High_Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iszYQM_oRM8/Tc_EmKyLMnI/AAAAAAAAASw/doL_RZLX-r4/s320/Dream_High_Poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606916221108433522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd drama:&lt;br /&gt;Name: 西厢奇缘 Lost In The Chamber of Love&lt;br /&gt;Status: Watched one episode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why: I've wanted to watch this show since a very very long time ago but I can't seem to find it on internet. And currently I can only find one episode :/ I wanted to rent it but that stupid shop say they need my IC which I don't have so it's like =.= But I think it's pretty interesting because I like all 4 main characters :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M084lLWzdzc/Tc_ElsMAoVI/AAAAAAAAASg/nJxZwwdP2FE/s1600/Lost_in_the_Chamber_of_Love_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M084lLWzdzc/Tc_ElsMAoVI/AAAAAAAAASg/nJxZwwdP2FE/s320/Lost_in_the_Chamber_of_Love_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606916212895293778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd drama:&lt;br /&gt;Name: Unstoppable Marriage&lt;br /&gt;Status: Ongoing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why: Okay, I'm pretty pissed at this show. It's quite long ago too but IT'S NOT ON THE INTERNET OR IN SHOPS!!! Grrr :( Feel damn sad. I even resorted to buying it BUT I CAN'T EVEN FIND IT IN SHOPS =.= And internet only provides 11 ep of eng subbed ones. Luckily Tudou provides 104 eps which is subbed in chinese (better then nothing) but this still means that I'll have to stop halfway. Sigh D: Hopefully by that time it'll be findable~ Oh yeahh, reason I watch it...OBVIOUSLY BECAUSE JAEJIN IS INSIDE~~That's the main reason, but the other reason is because it's really funny xD I hardly watch korean dramas unless it's funny or there is people I know inside~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAEJIN SO CUTEEE &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--5zyzXAdiqw/Tc_Els0ObcI/AAAAAAAAASo/4JmDIGawTQo/s1600/unstoppable%2Bmarriage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--5zyzXAdiqw/Tc_Els0ObcI/AAAAAAAAASo/4JmDIGawTQo/s320/unstoppable%2Bmarriage2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606916213063970242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th drama:&lt;br /&gt;Name: Muscle Girl!&lt;br /&gt;Status: Ongoing + Waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why: Yeah, this is a really new drama. It's still showing in Japan/Korea now so have to wait for the people to segment it and upload it + sub it in English. Gosh this show is really nice :) Especially because Hong Ki is inside (yeah, thats the main reason) but this show is also like, family, love and comedy so it's nice :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HONGKI SO CUTE ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NgSccC3Noss/Tc_ElcG1UmI/AAAAAAAAASY/0KthdWdKgGU/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 168px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NgSccC3Noss/Tc_ElcG1UmI/AAAAAAAAASY/0KthdWdKgGU/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606916208578613858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-5529642350778913993?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/5529642350778913993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=5529642350778913993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/5529642350778913993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/5529642350778913993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/05/kay-now-im-obviously-on-drama-craze.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-iszYQM_oRM8/Tc_EmKyLMnI/AAAAAAAAASw/doL_RZLX-r4/s72-c/Dream_High_Poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-8205028957049064864</id><published>2011-05-10T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T04:28:26.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;My Chem is already half dead.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still slacking like crazy here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit me :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like, finding things to distract myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHYYYY :((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKay, I'll post my newest distraction.&lt;br /&gt;Gahh. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;After this post, I'll go study.&lt;br /&gt;I promise!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;Newest distraction:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zRz13p43CTw/Tckgxx5B9dI/AAAAAAAAASQ/UskvSOzCd1s/s1600/unstoppable%2Bmarriage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zRz13p43CTw/Tckgxx5B9dI/AAAAAAAAASQ/UskvSOzCd1s/s320/unstoppable%2Bmarriage2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605047250817512914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah..while waiting for Muscle Girl! to be subbed finish ~~~ I was so bored I found this, with jaejin inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT FINDING THE WHOLE DRAMA SUBBED  IS SO HARD :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-8205028957049064864?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/8205028957049064864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=8205028957049064864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/8205028957049064864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/8205028957049064864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/05/damn-it.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-zRz13p43CTw/Tckgxx5B9dI/AAAAAAAAASQ/UskvSOzCd1s/s72-c/unstoppable%2Bmarriage2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-579046666735653312</id><published>2011-05-07T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T08:33:58.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gahhh!!! I know this is totally not the time to fangirl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What, with all 3 sciences next week and a maths???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to add on, I haven't even started on physics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haven't finish Bio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haven't finish Chem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just gonna die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I'M STILL SLACKING HERE?! I mean like, what is the problem with meee???D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, I shall post my fangirling here AND STOP IT TILL THURS!!! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oWmoeEskPtk/TcVlsP1E-0I/AAAAAAAAASI/mdLcGn7tqJk/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 192px; HEIGHT: 168px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603997122170256194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oWmoeEskPtk/TcVlsP1E-0I/AAAAAAAAASI/mdLcGn7tqJk/s320/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THIS IS TECHNICALLY THE CORE OF MY DISTRACTION.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;GAHHH THE DRAMA IS SO NICEE!!! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pEtw75yUfm4/TcVlr1Zo-FI/AAAAAAAAASA/b_RepxqZxJ0/s1600/279993635.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603997115075852370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pEtw75yUfm4/TcVlr1Zo-FI/AAAAAAAAASA/b_RepxqZxJ0/s320/279993635.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h4zLZbIsupw/TcVlrs9bRDI/AAAAAAAAAR4/FMNPSyzbkic/s1600/FT%2BIsland%2BHongki%2B283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603997112810030130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h4zLZbIsupw/TcVlrs9bRDI/AAAAAAAAAR4/FMNPSyzbkic/s320/FT%2BIsland%2BHongki%2B283.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Fangirls*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, time to go Chem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;DAMN MY CONCENTRATION. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-579046666735653312?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/579046666735653312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=579046666735653312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/579046666735653312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/579046666735653312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/05/gahhh-i-know-this-is-totally-not-time.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-oWmoeEskPtk/TcVlsP1E-0I/AAAAAAAAASI/mdLcGn7tqJk/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-2223734473293050013</id><published>2011-04-25T07:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T07:46:33.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When you finally realise no one really cares about you, this is the time you tell yourself you should care about yourself more before you shown cocern to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've alway believe that whatever you do for others, you'll get it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that was naive.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not entirely not true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was never true for me.&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-2223734473293050013?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/2223734473293050013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=2223734473293050013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/2223734473293050013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/2223734473293050013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/04/when-you-finally-realise-no-one-really.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-10882668067688542</id><published>2011-04-25T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T06:43:45.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Sherlene, as much as you tell yourself, you are not useless.&lt;br /&gt;But it was pretty much proven isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one ever listens to you.&lt;br /&gt;Not in class.&lt;br /&gt;Not in band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In class, even if I shout out the answers, the teachers don't bother.&lt;br /&gt;Even if I call anyone, they don't answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In band, same thing.&lt;br /&gt;Even if I talk to someone, they don't listen.&lt;br /&gt;Or they don't even bother following my intsructions.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not loud either.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not like Grace, who can gain attention with her voice.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not like Evelyn who is interesting and everyone likes her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like, nobody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even get a chance to speak during Section Talk.&lt;br /&gt;Like, I'm not part of the Sec 3s.&lt;br /&gt;And hold no power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telling anyone really have no point.&lt;br /&gt;Because as I said before, everyone is selfish.&lt;br /&gt;When you talk to someone, they will think about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;And they won't understand the pain you feel.&lt;br /&gt;The inferiority you feel.&lt;br /&gt;The won't know a thing.&lt;br /&gt;What shit is this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-10882668067688542?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/10882668067688542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=10882668067688542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/10882668067688542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/10882668067688542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/04/yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-6075990739978187968</id><published>2011-04-25T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T06:39:30.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I'll give myself to 9.40pm on my clock to type this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So&lt;br /&gt;today was Sec 4 Farewell.&lt;br /&gt;And I really have no idea if it is counted as a good one or not because no one cried.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was on the verge on crying when the video was shown~ I'm sure if the video was shown longer there will be people who will start crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the Sec 4s didn't cry...which was like, the plan.&lt;br /&gt;Our ultimate goal&lt;br /&gt;They were laughing away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, to me, I think it's quite a disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;I'll feel sad if my farewell is like that too next time.&lt;br /&gt;I like last years one though.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nevetheless, I miss the Sec 4s.&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't type I'll miss Sec 4.&lt;br /&gt;I miss them.&lt;br /&gt;Already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine life without them.&lt;br /&gt;Without Mun Yun to give us motivation&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss her presents too :/ Like, her presents is the one I always look forward to during concert&lt;br /&gt;Without Tha Yang, we wouldn't have the time to slack and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Without Jae Young, we wouldn't have the mood to laugh during combines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of all, I don't want to step up.&lt;br /&gt;Oh come on, Sherlene, get reality into your brain.&lt;br /&gt;They have joined the alumni band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what&lt;br /&gt;They will forever be our seniors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss them and love all of them &amp;lt;3&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-6075990739978187968?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/6075990739978187968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=6075990739978187968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/6075990739978187968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/6075990739978187968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/04/okay-ill-give-myself-to-9.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-1124451559751590212</id><published>2011-04-22T20:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T20:19:24.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Hmmm... I would just say, don't think so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;/bgsound&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;My posts are not for anyone that reads my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-1124451559751590212?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/1124451559751590212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=1124451559751590212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/1124451559751590212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/1124451559751590212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/04/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-2668854205994864407</id><published>2011-04-22T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T20:05:50.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, today can't be a slack day.&lt;br /&gt;It can't be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN'T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or I'll be squashed meat.&lt;br /&gt;Especially when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXAMS ARE BROUGHT FORWARD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMMIT &amp;gt;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-2668854205994864407?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/2668854205994864407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=2668854205994864407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/2668854205994864407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/2668854205994864407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/04/okay-today-cant-be-slack-day.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-7322298790825603008</id><published>2011-04-22T05:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T05:49:09.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I swear,&lt;br /&gt;Okay, no swear words today. It's Good Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY WHATEVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M GOING MAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LITERALLY&lt;br /&gt;GOING&lt;br /&gt;MAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;STUPID PHYSICS PAPER&lt;br /&gt;STUPID STUPID STUPID!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna fail physics&lt;br /&gt;Than I'll cry like no tomorrow :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vreg pt2`.DA0UBLJ/VNEO&lt;br /&gt;EYUWFHIWY0F41H;FWBJEI3PGT 591G3REhf0y[94rfhj/.ojeuehjbsv l?KHPueljbvf/ .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that venting didn't help much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like crying ):&lt;br /&gt;0I43 TUFL.MZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-7322298790825603008?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/7322298790825603008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=7322298790825603008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/7322298790825603008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/7322298790825603008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-swear-okay-no-swear-words-today.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-5280656086933285246</id><published>2011-04-20T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T06:14:22.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know sometimes, when you really wish you didn't know the truth?&lt;br /&gt;But on the other side, knowing the truth makes you less stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, when you suddenly realise that your good friend has been making use of you, whether she realises it or not.&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty hurtful.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, why do you have to make use of others in order to get something.&lt;br /&gt;Or to get a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;message across someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've never did that to someone before.&lt;br /&gt;I can't act&lt;br /&gt;Neither can I come up with plans&lt;br /&gt;When I say something, I really mean it&lt;br /&gt;If I really want to say something, I'll say it to that person.&lt;br /&gt;Or just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shut up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Please, I'm not like some life buoy, always on the ready to help you or something. I'm not at your beck and call. I'm not something that you could just use it when you need it and throw it away the moment you get your aim.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Now, I'm at a loss of what to do.&lt;br /&gt;Am I just thinking too much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-5280656086933285246?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/5280656086933285246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=5280656086933285246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/5280656086933285246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/5280656086933285246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/04/you-know-sometimes-when-you-really-wish.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-3134752672837056622</id><published>2011-04-19T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T08:19:32.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Selfishness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has that characteristic.&lt;br /&gt;Because nobody's perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I tell myself, do not blame others that they are selfish.&lt;br /&gt;They are selfish in some form while I will be selfish in other forms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just depends on how selfish you are.&lt;br /&gt;Some may be more selfish then others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's why they are labelled selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-3134752672837056622?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/3134752672837056622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=3134752672837056622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/3134752672837056622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/3134752672837056622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/04/selfishness.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-1305500994859371683</id><published>2011-04-17T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T04:54:35.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;Not causing people trouble to care for you is fine. At least they don't make a big fuss out of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that why I always become invisible?&lt;br /&gt;Like, I really don't exist at all.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I don't need to be like, popular or what.&lt;br /&gt;I just needed people to take notice of me.&lt;br /&gt;Or care about me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or at least, don't leave me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, but I won't go around acting like some weirdo trying to seek attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too fake for me.&lt;br /&gt;And no, I'm not good at acting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ignore me.&lt;br /&gt;Or leave me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's tiring and annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if they do, do I ask them to get out of my life or live with it?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, the second choice. Though it just makes me a small, invisible, dispensable person. But it's polite after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel downright pathetic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-1305500994859371683?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/1305500994859371683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=1305500994859371683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/1305500994859371683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/1305500994859371683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/04/not-causing-people-trouble-to-care-for.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-5751804739234696589</id><published>2011-04-15T08:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T08:56:42.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel angry with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Useless.&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-5751804739234696589?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/5751804739234696589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=5751804739234696589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/5751804739234696589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/5751804739234696589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-feel-angry.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-2965527648411862399</id><published>2011-04-09T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T07:05:53.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And and and,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether Evelyn will see this post or not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY EVELYN!!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one year ago, we were in school, playing for Rewind.&lt;br /&gt;And many things have passed since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I suppose only you and I will understand that.&lt;br /&gt;And Grace, probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's over and all is fine~&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad to have a friend like you :)&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-2965527648411862399?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/2965527648411862399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=2965527648411862399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/2965527648411862399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/2965527648411862399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/04/and-and-and-whether-evelyn-will-see.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-4981031542604133022</id><published>2011-04-09T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T07:03:27.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gosh. Why does time pass so freaking fast?&lt;br /&gt;It's scary, come to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because my life seem more fulfilling...with homework and study =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, I'm kinda proud of my chem test, in a way that, I manage to finish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised I made ALOT of mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;Which sucks, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, went to buy Evelyn's present after Band (and I went home at 8 because of that) with Sheryl. And Sheryl treated me to bubble tea 8D I was like nudging her to buy Frolic for me but of course no lah, so expensive hehehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheryl's not bad actually. If she likes you, she is actually nice~ *self compliment*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed flagday today. But I think it was the right choice, though I really feel bad abandoning Rong Cheng...I mean, she choce Outram station and afternoon shift because of me...and I abandoned her like that. Luckily she have her friend or I'll be dead...I'll die of like, guiltiness :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe CGSSB can do it.&lt;br /&gt;We can get a Gold with Honours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gold with honours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;t's ours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We'll cry because we are happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We are gonna leave the stage smiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We are gonna play together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We are gonna only have Mrs Chua in our eyes and mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We are gonna move as a band.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We are gonna play like a band.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We are gonna sound like a band.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We are gonna be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;And we'll prove the judges wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We, CGSSB, will prove that girls are capable of getting gold with honours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We'll make them reflect on their biasness. *Hmph*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We'll make all girls school proud of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And most importantly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll make ourselves proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kay, this wasn't the text I wanted to post at first. But it came into my mind. So yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Well, I feel that I shouldn't care about band positions. As in like, I heard different results of the interview so...yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I'll just wait for it~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's not the point either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to know, if &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;is actually someone like what I thought is the reason.&lt;br /&gt;I really wish she isn't, like she really did that for a good reason.&lt;br /&gt;Because if she is really that sort of person, I don't know how am I gonna friend her anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I know it sounds childish, but I really don't want to friend people who are spineless, not literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-4981031542604133022?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/4981031542604133022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=4981031542604133022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/4981031542604133022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/4981031542604133022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/04/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-492311059802791676</id><published>2011-04-07T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T09:01:49.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;/bgsound&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just can't believe such PERSON actually exist on this Earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His voice annoys me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And his face makes me angry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least for now, I know it's this way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because his attitude simply makes it worse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-492311059802791676?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/492311059802791676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=492311059802791676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/492311059802791676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/492311059802791676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/04/annoyed.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-6739197216372553195</id><published>2011-04-05T08:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T08:51:42.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I hate him.&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-6739197216372553195?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/6739197216372553195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=6739197216372553195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/6739197216372553195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/6739197216372553195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-hate-him.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-3057171591825779376</id><published>2011-04-03T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T05:17:21.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My blog has been pretty dead recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's getting really fast and stressing.&lt;br /&gt;I really am the sort of person who likes to do things at my own pace.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I don't like my class at all.&lt;br /&gt;They are like, all smart people, able to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sucks.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't even SUPPOSE to be in this class.&lt;br /&gt;There are people who have much higher level positions then me.&lt;br /&gt;Why me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine having close friends in this class. Like Jia Wei, Gladys, Li Wei.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone have their own cliques already.&lt;br /&gt;I don't need cliques, I just need good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the furthest that have gone now is Rong Cheng.&lt;br /&gt;But even she have her own clique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life sucks.&lt;br /&gt;But no one promised that life was good anyway.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I've been slacking.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;There isn't much homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because next week is the start of hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, the calmness before disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I have to concetrate.&lt;br /&gt;Badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-3057171591825779376?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/3057171591825779376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=3057171591825779376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/3057171591825779376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/3057171591825779376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-blog-has-been-pretty-dead-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-9113803056289165325</id><published>2011-03-21T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T08:23:00.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay I shall make this really quick since I'm in a desperate need to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fine. But a little...I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;My headache was worst than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after Bio class which was the last lesson, I was debating whether to take a quick nap like 10min, or go for band straight.&lt;br /&gt;And obviously, I went for band straight.&lt;br /&gt;Which wasn't a very smart choice.&lt;br /&gt;Because my head felt like it was gonna burst when someone was playing beside me and me myself could not even feel my own lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess it wasn't so bad after a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we watched this motivational video thing. Which reminds me how near SYF is drawing and our playings...I really don't know.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even feel that we can get a silver. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, buck up Sherlene.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised, I am not exactly readable.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know if it's good or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to show people my weak side.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like it when people fuss over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet, when I see people fuss over others, I'll be like "Why doesn't it happen to me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's really contradicting.&lt;br /&gt;Like, I want people to care for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. Okay I dont' get what I'm saying either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'll say I'm pretty good at hiding my feelings and thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;Its kinda cool actually, other then the fact that you get less attention from others.&lt;br /&gt;But I can live with that since I probably...got used to it?&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm some attention whore who doesn't like attention.&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I shall go sleep now~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-9113803056289165325?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/9113803056289165325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=9113803056289165325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/9113803056289165325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/9113803056289165325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/03/okay-i-shall-make-this-really-quick.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-5886709947546245392</id><published>2011-03-18T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T02:15:08.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, come to think of it.&lt;br /&gt;Some stuff I said were really stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I understand how the seniors felt last year :(&lt;br /&gt;Like how Tha Yang felt when she said she is so embarrased and don't know how to face the seniors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday it seems fine to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;This sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Like, really.&lt;br /&gt;Some of my answers are really stupid.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, there isn't right or wrong.&lt;br /&gt;But it's just plain stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay despite not wanting to think of the interview anymore...it just doesn't get off my brain.&lt;br /&gt;How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or probably my brain was being fried due to fever so I can't think straight.&lt;br /&gt;Naw, doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;My fever wasn't that bad yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's over anyway.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm so NOT looking forward to the results.&lt;br /&gt;Because it means that the Sec 4s are stepping down.&lt;br /&gt;And how in the world am I gonna survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even imagine life without them.&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;Like, bargaining for longer breaks.&lt;br /&gt;Asking questions.&lt;br /&gt;Gossiping about juniors and teachers.&lt;br /&gt;And discussing about the fines.&lt;br /&gt;Or complaining about the parts we are playing (though it doesn't really occur that often. I think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe all those above, some really makes the seniors annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;But it was something I enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should concentrate on SYF anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Not think about it now.&lt;br /&gt;And let their last performance in band be a really enjoyable and meaningful one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-5886709947546245392?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/5886709947546245392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=5886709947546245392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/5886709947546245392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/5886709947546245392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/03/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-3303132200002203135</id><published>2011-03-17T07:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T02:15:20.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm a nobody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And will never be anyone.&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-3303132200002203135?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/3303132200002203135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=3303132200002203135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/3303132200002203135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/3303132200002203135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-nobody.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-6250602783068729082</id><published>2011-03-14T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T02:17:56.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I've changed my password. It should be safe for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, life is really, really sad right now. Holidays are NOT holidays at all. Teachers who actually said, "Have a good break" and simply being sacarstic because it simply meant, please do you homework and revise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's not exactly sad.&lt;br /&gt;What I meant by sad is like, literally, my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now in class, I can't seem to find a good friend whom I can rely on. Like, there are people who are nice. But they have their own cliques. And of course, there are people who are NOT nice, which I still have to stand them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah, life is sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss G3 badly.&lt;br /&gt;I've never hated G3 before.&lt;br /&gt;But now, once I step in to school, I wish school will end as quickly as how my sleeping time passes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;And just a few days ago, I was being emo. *Probably because of ERHMMS* But I got irritated with people, like, I'm not existent to them. And I hate it when people THINK I won't be angry and just simply vent their anger on me. Okay, I'm so sorry to those people but not showing it doesn't mean it doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, people who are insensitive, will never become my good friend.&lt;br /&gt;They are just friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, people do say that, Be Yourself (not to me lah, but yeah). So, I'm really not sure if I'm being myself. I think I am, since I don't feel like I'm acting in front of anyone else. But, I really don't know. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Band stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think up till now, the Sec 2 juniors are still pretty rude.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, it changes, but the rule of respecting and listening to your seniors still stays.&lt;br /&gt;And yet, they don't.&lt;br /&gt;Argh.&lt;br /&gt;How I wish they went through a longer time of Jimin =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Sec 1s now.&lt;br /&gt;They are simply annoying.&lt;br /&gt;Like, really.&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I'll have to accept them sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll choose later then.&lt;br /&gt;They have to prove to us that they are worth accepting.&lt;br /&gt;Or....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, but I'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;If Evelyn becomes the SL, I'll tell her to do so 8D&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Last thing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've notice this very irksome thing and I'm like, really disgusted.&lt;br /&gt;I hate this type of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh.&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Undecided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-6250602783068729082?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/6250602783068729082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=6250602783068729082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/6250602783068729082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/6250602783068729082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/03/okay-ive-changed-my-password.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-3926969976889056105</id><published>2011-03-11T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T08:00:43.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times like this, finding a person to seriously talk to&lt;br /&gt;is hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I just need someone to be there for me, hear me talk, understand me and teach me what to do.&lt;br /&gt;But well.&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I'm used to it.&lt;br /&gt;Or at least, trying to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things I wish to just pour out and yet, I don't know who or how to.&lt;br /&gt;It's so...contradicting.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just wish that the world will pause there or I could just hide in my room and not face the world ever again.&lt;br /&gt;It's not because I did anything wrong or what.&lt;br /&gt;More like, the world is simply too scary out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What with 2-faced people, people who think they are the high class ones, selfish people etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For people who simply think I'm too low class for them, I would just tell them,&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; get out of my life&lt;/span&gt;. I don't need them if they do realise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, people will tell me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcome to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I seriously don't know what to say right now. My mind is pretty much mixed up with everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is probably the worst Friday I've had this year.&lt;br /&gt;Not because I had to stay back all the way till 5 just for one phototaking when I could have gone home at 12.30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was because many things happened today which made me realise a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;And those things were unpleasant but pretty much important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while I was thinking on the way back, I think I was pretty much in a daze.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While walking on the pavement, a bicycle came by. I wanted to move more to my side which is to the left. However, there was this blind/deaf woman who was standing on the right. So, it doesn't make sense if I move to the left because the bicycle won't have enough space.&lt;br /&gt;So, I was hesitating which side to go.&lt;br /&gt;And I bet that stupid cyclist thought I was so blur that she had to ring the bell before I knew how to move out of the way.&lt;br /&gt;And not only that.&lt;br /&gt;When she went pass me, she rolled her eyes at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She freaking &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ROLLED HER EYES AT ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to say the truth, I was pretty much in a daze thinking about stuff which made my reaction slower. But eh, she didn't have to do that right. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I went in to the carpark, I almost walked right into a moving car that was going down. I didn't notice a car was there at all. Like, it was camouflaged or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within 5 minutes, I almost got ran over by a bicycle and a car. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it's 12 and I haven't done a single homework for the day.&lt;br /&gt;But whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-3926969976889056105?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/3926969976889056105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=3926969976889056105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/3926969976889056105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/3926969976889056105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/03/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-3290778949221410489</id><published>2011-03-06T00:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T00:47:47.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I've decided to censor some parts because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't do internet bullying, it's illegal.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it wasn't exactly internet bullying since practically no one comes to my blog.&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't exactly scold anyone or what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case, someone else hacks into my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Though it's highly impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to say the truth, just a few months later, I would have forgotten what I've typed at the censored parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well~~~&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,  I shouldn't be side tracking. I've only completed like less then half of my homework since 12. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still don't have the mood to type about OBS...&lt;br /&gt;Not because it's not memorable or what.&lt;br /&gt;But more like, the thought of school now is...&lt;br /&gt;Depressing?&lt;br /&gt;Saddening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and about Band exco interview.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Another burden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work.&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-3290778949221410489?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/3290778949221410489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=3290778949221410489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/3290778949221410489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/3290778949221410489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/03/okay-ive-decided-to-censor-some-parts.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-2429292714090030839</id><published>2011-03-04T02:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T02:47:40.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay. I survived OBS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay but for now, I really don't have the mood for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like packing my new room which is in a total mess.&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like going to bathe even though I just came back from a total dirt place.&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like sleeping though I am in a desperate need to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like thinking about projects and homework.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even feel like using the com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need to talk to someone &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post about OBS later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-2429292714090030839?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/2429292714090030839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=2429292714090030839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/2429292714090030839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/2429292714090030839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/03/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-2289747987983064102</id><published>2011-02-24T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T00:43:59.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>- Censored-&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;All the test is finally over.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe not really.&lt;br /&gt;After OBS will be E maths test.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm determine to finish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit, I'm slow and stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even for Bio test, there are people who tell me they actually have extra time when me myself don't have time to cancel a wrong answer which I realised last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll prove to myself I can do it afterall.&lt;br /&gt;Even if it means only during exams.&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll shock everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKay...kinda dreamy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel like shouting in someone's face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M NOT A FREE LOADER FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE. SO JUST STOP GIVING ME THAT TYPE OF EXPRESSION AND ATTITUDE BECAUSE I HATE IT. JUST TRY MOVING HOUSE, HAVING BAND, HAVING EXTRA LESSONS, NOT BEING AS SMART AS YOU AND HAVING SELF CENTERED PEOPLE LIKE YOU AROUND YOURSELF, TRY TO DO IT WELL THEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, she is the one who don't want to teach me anything.&lt;br /&gt;And she thinks I'm a freeloader.&lt;br /&gt;Not because I miss lessons during Limelight&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't even BOTHER asking her.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Censored-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh such a strong language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-2289747987983064102?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/2289747987983064102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=2289747987983064102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/2289747987983064102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/2289747987983064102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/02/it-came-to-my-realisation.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-3483451581281610198</id><published>2011-02-15T05:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T05:21:31.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okayy alright.&lt;br /&gt;Emo-ing time over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Limelight was generally fun fun and funnn :)&lt;br /&gt;We left class at 9am :D&lt;br /&gt;And well...did Band stuff all the way to...12+?&lt;br /&gt;And we went to Esplanade~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And SOMEONE...got her wish 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, the room was so cool xD&lt;br /&gt;At least the first one was. E.g. There were toothbrush and stuff like a mini hotel room 8D&lt;br /&gt;Then...we were moved to a smaller room with lesser stuff.&lt;br /&gt;There wasn't the basket of body lotion and toothbrush like the previous one.&lt;br /&gt;No cusion-y chairs for us to snatch :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we rehearsed stuff...&lt;br /&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Okay nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to have dinner FINALLY like we were starved the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it...&lt;br /&gt;WE REALLY DID STARVE THE WHOLE DAY.&lt;br /&gt;What with eating lunch at 10.30am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't even time for Brunch~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know how to describe it but it was fun. Really :)&lt;br /&gt;Like after dinner we just played around. :D&lt;br /&gt;Talking to Tha Yang was fun xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we played the finger game!!&lt;br /&gt;To say the truth, I heard of that games through Maknae Rebellion xD&lt;br /&gt;SHINee and Makbanshi was playing that game on a random episode hhehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, it was a little different~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that is the Trumpet-way :D Okay,not really~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun though. You get to learn weird stuff about each other :D&lt;br /&gt;We should do that more often~~~ 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, then came the concert.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone wished me good luck.&lt;br /&gt;And I was touched :)&lt;br /&gt;Well&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;I was really...I don't know...when we were changing seats they told me good job and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;It was so...comforting.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I wasn't exactly on a verge of tears.&lt;br /&gt;Well...until we went back stage and our section started gathering around me...&lt;br /&gt;But yeah~ I didn't :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;Okay I feel so cliche to say it&lt;br /&gt;But it was like some...&lt;br /&gt;Section warmth type of thing (:&lt;br /&gt;Trumpetland's warmth :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still sound weird...&lt;br /&gt;Ah nvm~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, on the other hand, I had an experience that I definitely won't forget.&lt;br /&gt;And I'll do it perfect the next time.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe I won't get a next time&lt;br /&gt;Since Mr Chua and Mrs Chua will probably...well...I don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an...experience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that, my class&lt;br /&gt;my primary school friends&lt;br /&gt;my ex-class friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they all can be really scary and fake (some)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know our section isn't like that because none of us are like that.&lt;br /&gt;And...it's just so...comfortable to be together :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trumpetland &lt;3 (without the Sec 1s *evil laughter*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, the Sec 1s should never see this. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must thank Gladys, Fangqi and Li Wei for the rose. :)&lt;br /&gt;I don't even feel that I deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even want to go see them.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, not that I don't want to see them.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to, but I just didn't want the flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayyy!!! Really, back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-3483451581281610198?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/3483451581281610198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=3483451581281610198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/3483451581281610198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/3483451581281610198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/02/okayy-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-1107166707928835918</id><published>2011-02-15T03:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T03:35:38.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;You know, I feel that I've just let down everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Especially my section.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Especially Mun Yun, Tha Yang, Jae Young, Evelyn, Hadassah and Grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;They were the ones that had so much faith in me that I'll play well for my solo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;They wrote it down in the letter, told me, advised me and cheered for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;And everything just ended up the way it should not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Okay, but I wouldn't cry.  I wouldn't cry.I WOULDN'T CRY. It's just that, I feel so disappointed in myself. Days before the concert I kept on telling myself I should play well so that I won't disappoint my section, Mr Chua and everyone else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;I know everyone was just being nice to tell me I did well. I know I didn't and everyone else knew it too. And no one else made mistake in Limelight except me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The glaring mistake.&lt;br /&gt;It's so disgusting&lt;br /&gt;Irksome&lt;br /&gt;Annoying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disappointing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just have to mess everything up on the last concert for the Sec 4s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-1107166707928835918?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/1107166707928835918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=1107166707928835918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/1107166707928835918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/1107166707928835918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/02/you-know-i-feel-that-ive-just-let-down.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-4693352323569210686</id><published>2011-02-12T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T07:34:17.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time for the slack-before-work time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To say the truth, I haven't start on homework at all. From yesterday till now.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't even know why.&lt;br /&gt;I hate school this year.&lt;br /&gt;It sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so stupid and slow. Like what I mentioned in my previous post yeah?&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, I don't even understand why do I not understand.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, sounds weird.&lt;br /&gt;But yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Life is weird anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just simply feel that we live for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Like, life has no purpose.&lt;br /&gt;If it's just work.&lt;br /&gt;School.&lt;br /&gt;Homework.&lt;br /&gt;Stress.&lt;br /&gt;Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Eat.&lt;br /&gt;Drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can it be eventful and meaningful for some people but meaningless to some others?&lt;br /&gt;Like, some people can just be so talented in a certain something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music.&lt;br /&gt;Dancing.&lt;br /&gt;Studies.&lt;br /&gt;Cooking.&lt;br /&gt;Sports.&lt;br /&gt;Talking.&lt;br /&gt;Socialising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm none.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even have a talent to start off with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh. Live my life to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;In what way?&lt;br /&gt;To work like a lifeless person?&lt;br /&gt;Get good grades.&lt;br /&gt;And mug like there's no tomorrow for half your life.&lt;br /&gt;And enjoy it only when you are old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might not even be successful.&lt;br /&gt;I might not even be able to enjoy life when I'm old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, not talking so far.&lt;br /&gt;I might not even score good grades this year.&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SEMESTER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. This sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I really do envy people who can do what they like and enjoy themselves. Have good looks, good character, talented.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, sometimes all these seem to be able to fit to one person.&lt;br /&gt;And it isn't even fair.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't everyone be equal in a way or other?&lt;br /&gt;Like, each person can possess a certain quality.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, forget it. I'm talking crap now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about envy people.&lt;br /&gt;Listening to a song from SHINee~~&lt;br /&gt;Okay random...&lt;br /&gt;But it reminds me of Taemin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I envy him sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;Like, he can do what he is talented at and enjoy it at a young age.&lt;br /&gt;He can go around the world at such a young age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, long post. Shall start on work now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-4693352323569210686?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/4693352323569210686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=4693352323569210686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/4693352323569210686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/4693352323569210686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/02/time-for-slack-before-work-time.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-1007472846228072014</id><published>2011-02-11T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T00:49:52.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay I shall make this really really, quick.&lt;br /&gt;Since I still haven't TOUCH on my homework since I came home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today had E maths test to start off with. And it sucks. It literally did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) It sucked the energy out of me&lt;br /&gt;2) It sucked the brains out of me&lt;br /&gt;3) The paper generally SUCKS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I didn't finish the paper :(&lt;br /&gt;I don't even get WHY I didn't finish the paper.&lt;br /&gt;There wasn't enough time?&lt;br /&gt;But why everyone can finish EXCEPT me?&lt;br /&gt;Alicia can.&lt;br /&gt;Evelyn can.&lt;br /&gt;Grace can.&lt;br /&gt;Jia Wei can.&lt;br /&gt;Gladys can.&lt;br /&gt;Li Wei can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY CAN'T I?!?!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm becoming stupider as days goes by isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Even a simple concept that everyone understands, I don't.&lt;br /&gt;Something everyone can complete, I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's happening to me now? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I even had to stay back till like 3.45pm to do finish my homework that was due today when I could actually go home at 12.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is total crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;And I just remembered,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Limelight concert presents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW??!?!?!WHERE??????WHENNNNN????WHATTTT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to buy???&lt;br /&gt;Where to find???&lt;br /&gt;When to go??? (Have to be on Sat or Sun anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT TO GETTTT??!?!?&lt;br /&gt;Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, did I mention?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My STML is getting worse and worse. By the end of this year, I can practically forget the thing you said to me 10 seconds ago.&lt;br /&gt;O:&lt;br /&gt;But that time, I'll have to write EVERYTHING down.&lt;br /&gt;Argh.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this seriously &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt; worrying. :(&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, about another sad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out, someone is actually a hypocrite in my class.&lt;br /&gt;And it disgust me alot.&lt;br /&gt;Because it's so easy to see through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Censored-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she practically showed me that.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't even get why people can't seem to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's seriously disgusting me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;acts&lt;/span&gt; is front of teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Triple ewwwwwww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think I actually thought she was good.&lt;br /&gt;Hmph.&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now, back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-1007472846228072014?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/1007472846228072014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=1007472846228072014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/1007472846228072014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/1007472846228072014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/02/okay-i-shall-make-this-really-really.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-2673877921754356478</id><published>2011-02-08T03:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T03:52:59.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, my brain is obviously not functioning well now...&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;The first question on a very simple worksheet from a very simple topic, I actually had to redo it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FOUR&lt;/span&gt; times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, how great is that? =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should go and sleep. But it's kinda...weird? Since I'm going to have dinner quite soon and my parents are home...I don't know...it just feels weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, today was not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we had Physics and I actually almost fell asleep...again.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.&lt;br /&gt; And the thing is, I ALWAYS miss the important part.&lt;br /&gt;It's super annoying okay.&lt;br /&gt;Then it was recess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't go for recess but instead went for a "stroll" with Alicia. It was technically just walking up to the F block (or E?) to change back to school blouse but found out that there was the 'Caution Wet floor' sign so we slowly strolled to the toilet near the mini forum on the floor below. Only to find out that the toilet was full. So, we just decided to walk to the G block toilet to change since it's the best anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because it was just after fitt workout not long, we were walking at snail speed. Even an old lady will walk faster~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so life went on as usual. Boring stuff~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeahhhh!!! Did I mention?&lt;br /&gt;3C3 moved to the 1st floor 8D Because Grace injured her foot :/ But yeah~ For one week~~ But still, better than nothing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, went home with Rong Cheng, Elizabeth and Alicia. Going home with Rong Cheng is always fun xD She makes me laugh a lot :D And I seem to not run out of things to say to her~ Anyways, we randomly decided to go Subway at Clementi because there have student price for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when we reach, the Subway there was closed =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It moved to the shopping centre BESIDE it 8D!!! Awesome rightt?!?!?! :D&lt;br /&gt;And our Subway experience was epic xD&lt;br /&gt;I kept on dropping vegetable and onion sauce and we had to keep on cleaning up.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because we were trying to be hardworking and revise on work.&lt;br /&gt;So, I took out my Physics ws.&lt;br /&gt;And what happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet onion sauce-ed lettuce dropped on my paper.&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;TADAH~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wasted like, one packet of tissue xD Because it got on to my hand, my paper, my face, her skirt and the table. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home after that~~~:D&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, about yesterday....I SIMPLY DON'T LIKE THE SEC 1s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially the chinese one.&lt;br /&gt;Hmph.&lt;br /&gt;So rude -.-&lt;br /&gt;And doesn't seem to listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annoying.&lt;br /&gt;Irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I don't know. I feel mean...but yeah~&lt;br /&gt;Hope THEY become better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Ah well~ I'll update later, if I have time. I forgot what I wanted to type....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-2673877921754356478?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/2673877921754356478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=2673877921754356478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/2673877921754356478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/2673877921754356478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/02/okay-my-brain-is-obviously-not.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-4109987219218370459</id><published>2011-02-01T03:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T04:01:17.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I would say today was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Not really any lessons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless you consider:&lt;br /&gt;-CME&lt;br /&gt;-P.E&lt;br /&gt;-PHUM (which I don't take)&lt;br /&gt;- Assembly&lt;br /&gt;- Class Interaction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as lessons, than yes. Other than Chinese today, I had all these lessons only 8D. That's why I LOVE Odd week Tuesdays :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well~ Anyways, today the Sec 4s went to perform on stage and it was totally awesome okay...&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I'll have to work much much much much much much harder :/ After that, waited for Evelyn for like...1hr =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't get her class tee in the end.&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;Waited&lt;br /&gt;1hr&lt;br /&gt;for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NOTHING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;was practically class-less because they locked the classroom and she wasn't in her class =.= So I just randomly went into 3G2 and visited Mus, Khadi and Poojaa. Well, I saw Fang Yi there...Okay lah, she don't seem that bad at first sight :/ Ah well~ Shall not gossip about others~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went with Evelyn to Tiong after that and ate our lunch at Kopitiam. (Y) Then we went to ______ __________ to buy ___ _____'_ _______.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhehehehhe that's a secret that's why~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was horrible because we didn't recognise the people...And it was a waste of time to find them :( And it was a waste of ENERGY to try and not get distracted...Bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I would admit that place is a place where they cheat young fangirls~ All the things are so...Useless? Or weird? I don't know...~ Okay, now I'm gossiping about a place =.= Gosh, am I starting to become a complain queen/ gossip girl O: Nonono I shall stop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next. Rushed home. Watched tv and yeah, here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I know I'm suppose to finish my chem homework today + Physics ws + Lit research...Okay, I shall start on it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;SOON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, next thing. The thing that has been bugging me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LIMELIGHT TICKETS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I just can't accept the fact that most Cresentians are so...unsupportive. I don't know. They can appear to be nice and all but when it comes to all this where you really need their support, they wouldn't come. Say ticket expensive, when we have free concert where are they? Too late? Wow, I don't believe we go home any earlier than them. Have CCA. Well, there's time. So I suppose the last one was actually the lamest reason. No time. And they have so much time to surf the net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm not specifically talking about anyone but generally, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and and. I shall say how I actually sell my tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, from selling tickets you can see how that person is close to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- If that person is my best friend/good friend, I'll keep on asking her to come. Like, bug her everyday and so on because I really expect them to come. I mean like, good friends you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- If that person is an okay friend, I'll ask her to come and explain to her a little more and use some persuasion to keep her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that person isn't my friend but I don't know her that well, I'll explain to her the standard stuff and like, persuade her maybe for 2 lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't consider them as those that is close to me. I wouldn't bother asking them because I knew they won't come no matter how much you say because you don't matter to them at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I detest those people. Yeah right, they may be your COMPANION for certain stuff, but that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I don't matter to them at all, they don't matter to me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so that's about it. I know it's not good since we are suppose to reach out to people to do so. But then, I tried before and it didn't work. I don't need to go and beg them to come and watch us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;It's their loss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-4109987219218370459?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/4109987219218370459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=4109987219218370459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/4109987219218370459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/4109987219218370459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/02/okay-i-would-say-today-was-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-8107633668854010915</id><published>2011-01-30T02:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T02:33:12.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just manage to finish SOME of my homework...-.-&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday- I finished my maths homework (tried hard to)&lt;br /&gt;Saturday- CIP from morning till 3+pm. Went to my grandma's house from 4pm-11.30pm for            reunion dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 6+ just to go for church. After church, practice piano for 2hrs. Had lunch. Went for piano lesson and finally sat down. So after that, I started doing my homework...Physics was kinda...I don't know...Not finished? Reason being I don't understand anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a single thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm freaking serious about it :( And to make it worse, tomorrow there's Physics = More information dumping = not understand more stuff = getting more confused = cannot do homework = get scolding + failing test = Depression&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how high my possibility to get depression. Especially when this does not only occur in Physics ONLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I just managed to finish Bio ws. And I just realised I still haven't finish my spa ws. As usual, I don't understand a single thing. So what am I suppose to do...?:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, I think I'll start on my Bio SPA ws. Though he said he'll go through it first, I think he only meant a few questions which means I will need to do the rest. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Lit. Omg. Lit. The damn video we are suppose to make. It's due on week 7 and guess what? My group haven't even started on anything yet =.= And to my utmost horror, there's gonna be a lit test soon on the whole The Chrysalids when we haven't even analyse anything yet. He didn't even teach us anything and wants us to sit a test with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How awesome. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeahh!!! And SS. Zzz. We are suppose to research for MUN eh? And tomorrow, I have SS already... I was thinking this isn't very important...But IT'S TOMORROW TOO!! Ahhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lit homework and SS is the one that I HATE THE MOST OF THE MOST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleah.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Okay, many people ask how's Sec 3 life, and the answer is all the same. It's hell-ish. Imagine Sec 4...*shivers* okay, this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well~ I shall go and bathe first~ :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-8107633668854010915?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/8107633668854010915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=8107633668854010915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/8107633668854010915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/8107633668854010915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-just-manage-to-finish-some-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-6230307260907740215</id><published>2011-01-28T06:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T06:38:07.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm slacking now for a bit... Started slacking at 9.45pm-10.20pm (now)&lt;br /&gt;Okay fine...MAYBE it's a little more than a bit D: Ah well~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, TODAY IS FRIDAY!!!TGIF!!! :D I've been looking forward to this day since the end of last Sunday. And I'm going to look forward to friday this Sunday again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh no wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week is Chinese New Year 8D Half the week will be holiday :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and I'm excited for next Wed 8D&lt;br /&gt;3 of my fellow classmates chinese scholars are coming to my house for reunion dinner~ Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because their family is at China and they can't possibly be eating by themselves on Chinese New Year when they are Chinese right...It's like, one of the most important festivals for them. Maybe the most important one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well~ I would have brought more if my dining table and car could fit. But my dining table only left 3 more seats and my car also~ So yeah~~~ Excited :D I think they'll be super shock on how my house is so messy...If only I've moved house already~ Bleah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so as usual today is a normal school life. But not the most hectic one of course. Fridays were never hated :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) IT'S FRIDAY! WHAT DO YOU EXPECT?!&lt;br /&gt;2) Lessons end earlier than 3&lt;br /&gt;3) The lessons are more less slacker&lt;br /&gt;4) Get to relax a little with homework...Maybe not :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah~ See how awesome Fridays are~ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today after school, Rong Cheng, Alicia and I went to library to do homework. Okay, actually we came down during pure humans since my form teacer didn't allow us to go home at like...12.30pm?(the time when MY lessons actually end) So we did homework...And just the A Maths homework actually took up so many hours of my time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left at 3 =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rong Cheng and I then went to Queenstown MRT station to eat Takoyaki and drink bubble tea xD (never eat lunch O:) Okay it was super funny xD I never knew Rong Cheng can be so weird and funny and crazy 8D Somehow I never ran short of words to talk to her. It was either she start or I start and we'll just start to do/say something stupid xD&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope it will remain like this... :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Limelight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kay, now I'm happy :) I manage to convinve Gladys , Li Wei and Zhen Hui to come for Limelight :) That explains my PM ehh? :D But I have to admit, it was because of my tiny short solo that made them come -.- Okay, so in a way, solos are good (Y) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sadly, cannot pass the ticket money tomorrow :( Have CIP from last year~~~ Will be missing band too and alumni combine practice O: I do want to find out who is Wan Ting and how do they all look like xD Ah well~I suppose I'll get a chance soon enough :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My com is sick already :( It keeps on hanging on me...Bleah. And it's super scary :( If it dies, I'll die of boredom as well. My life will be...empty (in a way). And I forgot to send it to the hospital today. Wanted to send it to the TA during PHUM but then I forgot. Bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah~ It has never happened before O:&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Okay I seriously think I have some sleeping problems...I actually fell asleep while typing the last sentence up there ^ O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well~ Back to homework (Standard but truthful ending from now on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-6230307260907740215?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/6230307260907740215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=6230307260907740215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/6230307260907740215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/6230307260907740215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-slacking-now-for-bit.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-1594457733974045047</id><published>2011-01-25T03:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T04:16:49.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now I know why  Mun Yun's blog just gets deader and deader as the days go by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz. I think when I'm Sec 4, my blog will be dead.&lt;br /&gt;Like, literally dead.&lt;br /&gt;I won't even have a chance to surf the net :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today was fine. Other than fitt run. When I only got 4hrs + of sleep...Yeah. Awesome. -.- Very, very tired.&lt;br /&gt;But tomorrow is A maths test.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't even think I understand anything.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the teachers are too fast, the people in my class are too smart, or am I just plain stupid?&lt;br /&gt;Probably the last one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, my class is freaky. Like, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could literally call it a nerd class.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Every morning when I go to school, the class is totally silent.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because everyone was either doing work or reading their textbooks.&lt;br /&gt;And I was like&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During class, we have no reaction at all. Like, the literally, pay attention to class type.&lt;br /&gt;But of course, if I don't pay attention, I'll lose out ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;One thing though, even when I pay my fullest attention, I can't understand what the teacher is talking about -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these days, I tend to day dream alot. I don't know why. I'm not even dreaming O:&lt;br /&gt;I was listening to the teacher...&lt;br /&gt;Than I stared hard on the screen...&lt;br /&gt;And slowly I couldn't exactly hear what the teacher was saying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, it was like that. :/ And it so happen that, it was always the important parts I miss =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I don't exactly know how to describe my stress...:/&lt;br /&gt;Should I say, it's undescribable? (if there's such a word ~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh!! I really don't knowwwww!!! All I know is, if I can shout out now without neighbours thinking I'm crazy, I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like I can't even breathe properly. I have to take like, deep deep breaths to keep myself. Is there a problem? :/&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, tomorrow is marching day. And I seriously doubt 3hrs is enough for us to film it. I mean, we really suck at it. Not to mention PLAYING and MARCHING together. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I really like band. I mean, other than thinking of how you play the song, and some other stuff, you don't actually need to THINK about school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about school seriously gives me a headache.&lt;br /&gt;When I tell my mum, she thought it was because I bathe and wash my hair almost everyday in the morning =.=&lt;br /&gt;Well, I suppose it was worse during the exam period.&lt;br /&gt;The headache can literally split my head into half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Sec 2 was like that...Does it mean this year my head will be split into quaters? Okay, I don't know if I spell it right, but yeah, you get what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Limelight tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's super annoying.&lt;br /&gt;Selling is one thing.&lt;br /&gt;Fake people are another thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really cant's stand them.&lt;br /&gt;They are like " OHHHH REALLLY?!?!! OKAYYY I WANTTT TO GOO!!!!" when I ask them&lt;br /&gt;And it got my hopes up.&lt;br /&gt;2 days later, "OKAY I'M SO SORRRY!!! I DIDN'T KNOW I HAVE CCA THAT DAY!" (not from  Crescent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, does she think I'm dumb. You mean, being in your school for 2 years + and you don't know when's your cca? =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I don't think we should post on Facebook anymore.&lt;br /&gt;You know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because people are starting to call us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hate that word.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right, like its out fault.&lt;br /&gt;If they would come, do we actually need to ask them like despos??? =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got so annoyed when I heard it. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;If I had a choice, I wouldn't even bother to ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go back to my A maths.&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-1594457733974045047?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/1594457733974045047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=1594457733974045047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/1594457733974045047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/1594457733974045047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/01/now-i-know-why-mun-yuns-blog-just-gets.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-8725852853620042852</id><published>2011-01-22T02:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T03:02:44.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O.o I just realised I didn't update my blog for one week... School is too busy this days :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...school life isn't exactly interesting but it's fine. Very stressful though :( And time seem to fly pass like nobody's business and I have A maths test next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I don't even understand the topic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really worried. Like, really. I hope everything could just stop for a while.&lt;br /&gt;It's really getting on my nerves. Like, I really feel that I will go crazy soon. If the start of the year is already so stressful, how am I going to survive exams??? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I need to go back to my mugger mood :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-8725852853620042852?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/8725852853620042852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=8725852853620042852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/8725852853620042852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/8725852853620042852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/01/o.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-1205330958374389677</id><published>2011-01-15T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T06:52:02.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew it wasn't easy, but I didn't expect it to be so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;DIFFICULT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I knew finding a friend that knows you, understands you and supports you is like, extinct-ish. But, I don't know. I'm probably never born with that type of luck some people have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It kind of disappoints me. Like, everytime it comes near than it gets my hopes up. And just a few words, a change of mind, and everything crashes on to me. I should learn how to stop my hopes from getting up eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, selling tickets for Limelight is difficult. Like, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Next day is Sec 4 common test&lt;br /&gt;2) It's a mon night.&lt;br /&gt;3) The ticket price are rather high&lt;br /&gt;4) It's Valentine's Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I know all these stuff really put people off. But I was hoping people would come. Like, my family for example. My father feels to lazy to go. My mum, well, I was wishing she can go but she gave me no reply. And well...I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To say the truth, I'm pretty envious of those people who can gather their friends to come and support them and giving them roses ♥O♥ etc etc~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said earlier, I'm just not born with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough of complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next comes TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started out with waking up early in the morning 5.50am because band requires us to fall in at 7.30pm thus we had to reach at 7.15am. It was horrible. I almost fell alseep while brushing my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than, we started marching when we reach band *tired*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went on to having sectionals~~~ Than we had combine for Incantation. Okay, I seriously get annoyed with the 4th part. Why? Because of 9 notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NINE NOTES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so annoying. The first 9 notes after presto -.- It's so much harder than the 3rd one bleah. Not to mention how my tonguing has a big big problem. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say, time passes fast on weekends. It just isn't fair. Hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I cannot stay to pack the section cupboard because had piano later on :( And I ended up going home alone because Janelyn and Yu Nwe is just simply TOO busy with their section stuff. Whatever~ Rui Ying cannot go home yet.Ji Tao didn't even come -.- And Sheryl went home by car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I met Alex, the JC 1 one, on the way home and she was going to school. And it was so awkward...Like, I said "Hi." And waved like when she was a few steps away from me and she waved back...After walking a few more steps, she was about to pass me...than I said "Bye."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it was so awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But going home alone wasn't all that bad. It gave me time to think. And I do like peaceful thinking time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Went home, had lunch, went for piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually didn't want to go Orchard. But I was thinking since I brought everything already, changed, and wouldn't get dinner if I stay at home, might as well go out. (Reason for not getting dinner was because my father wanted to bring the whole family to Vivo to collect my mum's repaired phone and have dinner there. Thus if I stayed at home, I would have no dinner.)  Plus just look at the time, I would have just returned home if I went with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, met Dionnis, Cherie, Jia Wei and Gladys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we had a great time xD They were like talking about their ideal guy and I was like ... I mean, when it comes, it comes. Why think now eh? And we gossiped about teachers and so on~~~ I think the waiter was irritated with us because we took up a 6 seater table for 1hr + even though we finished our dinner like...half an hour? Who cares~ Who ask they charge GST so ex~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, Cherie had to leave :( So we might as well go too~ Gladys stayed at Taka to wait for her father. Then Cherie left. Left 3 of us we walked around Orchard for a while and soon Dionnis had to go so we all went together~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah~ That's for today. Okay, this post is so long. Argh. Long-winded -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-1205330958374389677?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/1205330958374389677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=1205330958374389677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/1205330958374389677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/1205330958374389677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/01/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-7848558876826377833</id><published>2011-01-14T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T07:00:51.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like I'm dying soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Die.&lt;br /&gt;Of.&lt;br /&gt;Overworking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole week was so tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially yesterday. It was the worst. And because yesterday was the worst, Wed was the busiest. And today, it was...desperate,  I would say. Okay, I don't think that's the right word but yeah you get my drift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so on Wed. I had something on and only reached home at 9+pm. I started doing my homework at 10pm. And how great it was. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I had Physics homework.&lt;br /&gt;2) Biology homework&lt;br /&gt;3) Chem homework&lt;br /&gt;4) A maths homework.&lt;br /&gt;5) E maths homework&lt;br /&gt;6) English homework.&lt;br /&gt;7) 37 pages of SS to read.&lt;br /&gt;8) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Chinese compo tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Maths test tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So I didn't know where to start. All homework was required to be done tomorrow. All test was tomorrow too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I just died.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;But of course, I didn't finish everything. I'll be Super-Sherlene if I did. Luckily the next day I have PHUM at the first period which = free period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I tried my very best to do stuff. But I just ended up revising for my maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which didn't help judging by the number of questions I didn't finish. Okay, it's 2 questions okay. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TWO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;An&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;d the most annoying thing is, my last question, I left my ANSWER that I haven't finish write. Zzzz. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the day was so hectic I didn't manage to eat my recess and my lunch. I suprisingly survived without food from 6am-3.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess was used for Physics.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch...I didn't even have time to do stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my lessons end at 2.30pm. And I have extra class of PHYSICS from 2.30pm-3.30pm. Like great. =.= Only after that, I manage to gobble down a chicken pau and cake before rushing for band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Today, no, the day wasn't as hectic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The books I had to lug home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost felt like I'll die of OVERLOADING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to bring A maths textbook home, Physics practical book, Chem practical, Bio wb + a TPC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then (edited :D), I was carrying my lunch. The sauce spilled. To make it worse, there was a hole at the bottom -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to lug everything to Westmall just to return a damn story book that's due today and to buy a pathetic correction tape refiller. It was so annoying. Than I had so many things on my hands with only 2 hands to carry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, when I was on my way home, I heard someone calling me. I think she know me. Like, she was trying to remember my name. She was like shouting "Sheryl! Sheryl! Shery...lyn...Sheryl!!! Sherlene!" And her friends were laughing at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I turned back, I don't find any one of them familiar so I just ignored them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They felt too..noisy-ish which made me irritated. Who cares~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to story. When I reached the bus stop, I clumsily tumbled out of the bus and when I was walking halfway to my house, it started to rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;IT.STARTED.TO.RAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But since I was reaching home, I didn't bother.&lt;br /&gt;And when I thought I finally reached safely home, at my corridor, the rain + wind suddenly became so strong, I became totally drenched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention a whole stack of homework.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Sec 3 START OF THE YEAR is already like this...how am I going to survive Sec 4? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay back to work~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-7848558876826377833?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/7848558876826377833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=7848558876826377833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/7848558876826377833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/7848558876826377833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-feel-like-im-dying-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-7829978631015000322</id><published>2011-01-11T01:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T01:53:28.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well...I wouldn't say today started well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What, with me waking up 1hr later than my usual time. It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ONE HOUR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;okay!!! Reason being, my father somehow overslept(this is the first time he woke overslept so much) and didn't wake me up. It was my mum who woke me up when she woke up. It's not that I didn't have an alarm clock...it was just that, my mum broke the habit of setting the earth-alarming-ring alarm clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I should set my own nice-and-won't-give-you-a-heart-attack alarm clock from my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any-oh-ways~ I wasn't late luckily, because I brushed my teeth with my SUPER BRUSH (15min cut down to 5min) Awesome right? I know I know ^^ I got ready within 8mins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father than fetched me to the Chinese Garden mrt~~~ Haziyah waited for me and I can tell that she was...irritated :O I feel bad too...:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so after reaching school, than of course, school life (like the usual) started. But of course, there was good news 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE GET TO HAVE HALF DAY OFFFFFFFFFF ONE DAYY!!! Thanks to our loving and great and awesome and fantastic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;SEC 4s'10 ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;who got such good results. :) As such, it became a motivation for me to work hard. I...of course I hope I can get 6 marks :/ Get on to newspaper~~~ *dreams and drools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LASTLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I REFUSE AND DON'T WANT TO GO FOR OBS!!!! &gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-7829978631015000322?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/7829978631015000322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=7829978631015000322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/7829978631015000322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/7829978631015000322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/01/well.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-8154168712580737947</id><published>2011-01-09T03:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T03:25:13.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back here again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Progress? 2 questions -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why. But, I just, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School doesn't feel real. In the bad way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band is alright.&lt;br /&gt;Band is fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAND IS ACTUALLY GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because during band, I feel that I am still in holiday because during holidays there's band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, what am I thinking. Tch. Holidays? If I'm dreaming, than yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This feels like a nightmare. I just kept on wishing weekends will come during weekdays and wish that weekends won't end during weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, 3C3 is so not bonded. And, I can't imagine it being bonded. I really can't. I mean, it's normal that everyone is still awkward, we don't have campfire like Sec 1. But, it's just...weird. I just don't feel that I can be close to anyone in there like how I'm close with Jia Wei, Li Wei and Gladys. And, I can't imagine making BEST FRIENDS there. It's just...far away and never within my reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Zhen Hui is a different person. She changed. I changed. We've all changed. I don't know, I really don't know. I wish I can do something I like now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the rare times I feel that school is totally useless. Waste of time. Stopping us from pursuing what we want. Of course, it differs for everyone, depending on what exactly do you want in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to sleep. And dream. Only than, I don't need to be in the real world and face reality.&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-8154168712580737947?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/8154168712580737947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=8154168712580737947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/8154168712580737947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/8154168712580737947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-back-here-again.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-1221664271802985072</id><published>2011-01-09T02:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T02:49:39.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stupid Physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been stuck at Physics homework for HOURS! -.- (Of course it includes slacking...a "little" 8D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT STILL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No homework should take so long. Let alone the homework on the first chapter of Physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the thing is, I seriously, literally, really don't understand it. To make it worse, I have the annoying LWK as my Physcis teacher. Anyone but HIM!!! =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm still not in the school mood. I'm still half holiday-ing and just can't accept the fact that 1 week of school is over soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT IS OVER SOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it? :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From next week onwards, everything will start to get serious. No more playing around, no more introduction time, no more lenient time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I do wonder why does 48 hours feel like 4.8 hours while 120 hours feels like 1200 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so annoying. Why can't they divide the week equally? Like, 3 days rest, 3 days work and the left over day is half day???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to work. :(&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-1221664271802985072?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/1221664271802985072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=1221664271802985072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/1221664271802985072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/1221664271802985072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/01/stupid-physics.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-8629403503758336506</id><published>2011-01-08T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T07:46:37.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well~~~ I just took a Personality test and it's pretty interesting to read :) Actually I took it before when I was Sec 1 but I knew most of the asnwers, I was lying to myself which is totally ridiculous. It feels like I'm trying to lie about me to myself -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I had this urge to do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I did it xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what? The results are totally different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a INFP (Dreamer) and that's what they say which I find it true:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- life is a journey to understand themselves and the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- INFPs value authenticity, acceptance, and the search for meaning in           life in both the ordinary events of life and the grand scheme of the           universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- One source of sustenance for INFPs are those small, genuine           gestures from the heart, be they from loved ones or strangers.  (this is totally true)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- They are generally good at understanding           others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- They prefer to talk about feelings: not momentary emotional           states but the personal values on which the feeling function operates.  (agree)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- INFPs often place a high value on harmony, and avoid conflict unless           confrontation becomes necessary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;- INFPs do not measure life in terms of the number of friends and acquaintances           they have but rather by the quality of their friendships. For INFPs,           the distinction between friends and acquaintances is very important;           an acquaintance is someone they spend time with while a friend is someone           with whom an INFP can share ideas and feelings. Their most valuable           friends are people who understand their important values and accept           them unconditionally.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(I wanted to cut this but the whole paragraph makes sense so yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;An INFP's feelings are often guarded, kept safe from           attack and ridicule. Only a few, close confidants are permitted entrance           into this domain.  (Very true)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;- INFP's look at humanity at both the individual (human-to-human) and           societal levels. One common discouragement for INFP's is that societal           change often seems impossible. When INFPs become discouraged, they           may need some time and space to rediscover their values and a sense           of inner peace. The conflict between their ideal world and "reality",           as they see it can cause depression or withdrawal from the world unless           they have people that support them in their projects.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Okay the last one, I'm don't really get it but I get it. So, I just put it here ^ xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 160);font-size:130%;" &gt;They can see something positive in everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Okay I shall continue tomorrow. There's still lots of things to see xD It's kinda interesting for me to learn more about me, since I don't exactly know how I am you know xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well~~~ Time to sleep~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-8629403503758336506?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/8629403503758336506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=8629403503758336506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/8629403503758336506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/8629403503758336506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/01/well-i-just-took-personality-test-and.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-2814187534303855952</id><published>2011-01-04T06:29:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T07:03:21.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, this is weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm feeling unusually tired today at 10.45pm, the time when I was suppose to surf internet with enthu~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT NO!!! I'M NOT!!! *sleepy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't got out of the I-am-Sec-2-and-I'm-still-having-a-holiday mood. I'm SERIOUS. I almost reacted when Mrs Chua ask Sec 2s to play. =.= And when she ask Sec 3s, I was pretty much in a short, short daze before it registered in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no~ It's STILL NOT registered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a Sec 3.&lt;br /&gt;My class is now 3C3.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in 2G3 anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. No, it'll take some time :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was not bad, since it was a total slack day with totally NO lessons at all~~~ But well...about making NEW FRIENDS...It was quite a problem, considering that I don't exactly LIKE talking too much about myself :/ And I'm worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, when I go home, who am I going to go home with? WHERE am I going to find classmates to go home with me, like take train? :( Yeah..I'm not staying back to help because I have something on later -.- But at least I helped Sheryl buy the souvenirs :D Got contribution lah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, I shall TRYYY and make friends tomorrow. Going home ones. And going home is also a form of bonding from my past 2 years of experience ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But C3 is QUITE freaky, what with all those smarty pants and people who apparently know each other. I, technically, only have dear Alicia. Sigh. Loner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I going to pull people to join Limelight zzzzz -.- "'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I HOPE things will go well soon :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention, I was placed RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE CLASS? Like whether vertically or horizontally from the wall, I'm RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE. And worse still, no one is sitting in front on me (because we changed our sitting arrangement to a pretty weird form). So, when the teacher walks around, I'll be the first person he/she spot. And the MOST ANNOYING THING IS, when they walk up RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME, the usual spot where teachers stand, I'll either choose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Look up at them and make my neck sore&lt;br /&gt;2) Or look straightforward but look rude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'll just mix both up~~~ Ah well~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is pretty much everything. And tomorrow is gonna suck. It's TRIPLE SCIENCE DAY.  Yay. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-2814187534303855952?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/2814187534303855952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=2814187534303855952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/2814187534303855952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/2814187534303855952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2011/01/okay-this-is-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-1641466746350915422</id><published>2010-12-31T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T07:56:44.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously, seriously, can't believe it. 2010 is coming to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It.&lt;br /&gt;Is.&lt;br /&gt;Coming.&lt;br /&gt;To.&lt;br /&gt;An.&lt;br /&gt;End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011. The year that I'm dreading. I can't believe it's coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well~ I wanted to do some 2010 reflection(?) with my closest friends from 2010. Or (maybe) for 2011. (like Zhen Hui) But for Zhen Hui, I more of want to discuss about next year though :/ So technically, those people who I'm chatting to is pretty much important to me. But 2 is rushing homework so I decided not to disturb them. It's fine. One is watching tv. The other...my P6 friend...Well...I don't know. But we are talking about Ray ray's concert anyway :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well~ I'll do my own here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technically, this year was really interesting. Many things happened. Things that I didn't expect happened too. I became good friends with Evelyn, had this cold period, and slowly became good friends again. To say the truth, it may be rather hurtful that time but I guess it well...taught me something? And it shows that we are meant to be good friends :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for Jia Wei. She is my best bestie dearie in class. We were in the same class for 2 years. 2 years and we changed a lot. She...may not be the best friend I expected, but she was pretty much close to it. I like talking to her when it comes to certain things :) Hope we won't forget each other when we go seperate classes. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I really don't have much time now. Since its 2010 reflection, I should post this before 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt alot this year. In many aspects. Quarrelled alot with my sister too (like today) and it was very...hurtful as well. But I hope she understands. Though I doubt it. Ah well~ My sister, will always be my sister :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I can't get into a class with people I know, different class as Grace and Evelyn, the loner band member again. I hope God has a plan for me. That he is giving me a good start, so that everything goes well in my last 2 years of Sec school. I hope he has :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well~ I guess that's all for this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this will be my last post of the year :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go down for countdown haha xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-1641466746350915422?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/1641466746350915422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=1641466746350915422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/1641466746350915422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/1641466746350915422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/12/sigh_31.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-8495532694324261048</id><published>2010-12-30T07:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T07:47:25.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is my ranting time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ranting time&lt;/span&gt; (taken from Sherlene's dictionary) - It means having the weird and annoying mood when you just rant on anything that you think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;My first rant : The weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh noo noo. I don't mean that the weather isn't nice. It's superbly cooling and nice. :) And it makes me feel even more reluctant to go to school soon (depressing thought) Waking up at 5.30...haiz. Anyways, the reason I'm ranting is because it's gonna spoil my fan. When I on my fan, I feel cold. When I off it (which is the current state), I feel that the air is disturbingly still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned on the fan. And off it. Than on (is it then or than? O.o). And off again. Well...it went on like these for about 10 minutes and later I decided to just off it since I won't die with the still air anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay this is minor ranting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second ranting: 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so, this rant is gonna be pretty long because I'm mixing alot of things in. And I'm actually repeating quite a bit of what I said in my previous post. But yeah. It's a rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow, which is in 40min time, will be last day of 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31 Dec 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last day of 2010.&lt;br /&gt;The last day of Sec 2.&lt;br /&gt;The last day of me being from 2G3'10.&lt;br /&gt;The last day of FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I say the last day of fun? Because when I'm in Sec 3 Dec hols, it will be going Sec 4 and with all those O levels preparation stuff, I'll be going bonkers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when school starts, I'll be mixing with a entirely new class. I only have Alicia with me. And probably Zhen Hui and Rongcheng. But I'm not exactly close to any of them... Okay fine, Zhen Hui is my best friend. But we have been seperated for 2 years. And it's really long you know. I hope we can become best friends like last time again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay ANYWAYS. Yeah, I'll be in 3C3. With a horrible BALDING CHICKEN HEAD as my form teacher (if the rumours aren't fake). That'll be SOO AWESOME =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like knowing that I'll be the loner band member in class for 4 years is not bad enough.&lt;br /&gt;Like meeting so many new people, not knowing my fate in class is not bad enough.&lt;br /&gt;Like having new positions are not bad enough.&lt;br /&gt;Like trying to make new friends and cliques is not bad enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. It all just ISN'T bad enough -.- What if I meet a b**** classmate who can apparently rule the class and she happen to not like me =.= Okay that's pretty stupid. But I do worry about all this you know. I'm not the popular type of girl but I don't easily attract enemies as well. Which makes me irritated. I am nowhere. And never anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the loner band member in class.When it comes to band, I'll feel so lonely. Not like I don't have experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, when we are suppose to leave the class, I have to tell the teacher myself and leave the class myself.&lt;br /&gt;Or when we need to stay back for band and I have to find band people to have lunch with. It's troublesome because everyone ends at different time -.-&lt;br /&gt;Or when we have extra band practice and no one goes lunch with you or (like the above point)&lt;br /&gt;Or when we are suppose to sell tickets and you are certainly not the popular girl in class and you don't get to sell anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this is suppose to be part of the second rant. But I decided to make things tidier~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My third rant: Stress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress on SYF audition&lt;br /&gt;Stress on SYF&lt;br /&gt;Stress on coping school subjects&lt;br /&gt;Stress of band post interview&lt;br /&gt;Stress on having the seniors leaving us next year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so worried. Soon. We'll be having SYF auditions. And I really, really don't have confidence in getting in. It's true. I may be a Sec 2. But so what? My playings just aren't up to standard. I make mistakes all the time and not to mention the nervousness I'll have. If I don't get in this one, I don't need to get into SYF anymore you know :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the expectations from Mrs Chua and Mr Pek. For auditions. Am I not suppose to freak out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than, if I manage to get into SYF. All the trainings. And Mrs Chua. The band. Plus school. I think I'll go crazy alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subjects. Triple science. Lit. True, I may have chose this. But I'm wondering if this was the right choice after all. Triple science. Lit. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band post interview. Like I mention before, I don't really know what I want now. That's the problem. And its not that I didn't think about it hard enough. On the contrary, I thought ALOT about it. But I still can't decide what I want. And the thing is, I've never been to an interview. So, I really don't know what to do. What if I screwed up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last thing. The Sec 3 seniors (it's still 2010) will be leaving us next year.&lt;br /&gt;Than we won't have seniors to shield us anymore.&lt;br /&gt;We'll be the one shielding and teaching the juniors.&lt;br /&gt;Everything will seem so different.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how are we gonna cope without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I told Evelyn not to worry that they won't talk to us anymore, I do worry myself. What if they don't come back anymore? What if, we will not be so close anymore like now? The fact that now we are so bonded, I'm so afraid to lose it. I mean, sure they will talk to us. But than, what if everything becomes so strange and weird. Like, we did not met for years and suddenly met?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to shield people. I like protection. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's for today. Judging by the length of the post, I doubt anyone will read it. Plus, only 3 people have access to my blog now 8D And I took really long to post this O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay~ Off to brush teeth~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-8495532694324261048?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/8495532694324261048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=8495532694324261048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/8495532694324261048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/8495532694324261048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/12/kay.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-5114695185940791211</id><published>2010-12-27T04:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T04:31:25.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigh. How I wish I have a gift for dancing. I mean, any kind of dancing is fine. No matter its the slow type or hip hop, they are all beautiful when you see others dance right? Dance is another art I wish I could master. Haiz. Too bad, I don't have talents for that or any other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Developing talent is one thing. Having a gift is another thing. And lastly, time. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well~~~ School holidays are over so fast. So fast, mon of the last week is over. Sigh. How I wish I had all the time in the world and it's within my control :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today had band~ And woke up super early which made me sleep a while during combine :( But I was awake soon enough :D 5.30 wake up  leh, not my fault~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I met Joan Chua in Redhill mrt in the morning. And she smiled to me BUT I happen to meet her eyes and because the clock was right on top of me, I looked up to see the time (weird reflexes). Which worries me alot. Because, I don't know if she might think I was rolling my eyes at her or ignoring her :( It'll be so disrespectful :(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had rehearsal in the morning~ than went for sectionals and Mr Pek came at 10~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well~ Lazy to type~~ I'm sleepy *yawns*&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-5114695185940791211?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/5114695185940791211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=5114695185940791211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/5114695185940791211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/5114695185940791211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/12/sigh_27.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-6591432139560067774</id><published>2010-12-26T06:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T06:49:57.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why do I like sleeping? Because only when I'm sleeping, I don't need to face others. I don't need to face the world. I don't need to think about anything. It's the most peaceful time I have.&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-6591432139560067774?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/6591432139560067774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=6591432139560067774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/6591432139560067774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/6591432139560067774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/12/why-do-i-like-sleeping-because-only.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-4125247971290633402</id><published>2010-12-26T03:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T03:34:43.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Yepp, I did it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just deleted a post. I realised that writing here probably won't help in making me feel better. So nvm~ And people will feel me as this negative, irritating person (which is what I actually feel of myself. =.=) It doesn't matter anyway. But it was not that reason that I deleted it. Well...I just got irritated with trying to hide it so I just deleted everything~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Audition is getting freakishly boring. Maybe it WAS already boring from the start =.= And the thing is, I feel that I should do something constructive but yet I can't bring myself to do it. So, I feel so contradicting. That's how annoying I can get. To myself anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...I really don't know what to do now...:/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-4125247971290633402?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/4125247971290633402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=4125247971290633402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/4125247971290633402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/4125247971290633402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/12/gosh-im-so-bored-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-8286769209908631758</id><published>2010-12-25T03:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T04:05:52.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah it's Christmas :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Despite those depressing stuff I write about Christmas below, but still, Christmas is enjoyable :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's His birthdayyy ^^ Going church was somewhat awesome :D Although this sounds really..holy? But than I felt something...special there. And it felt really great to have that feeling :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, after that, my family went to IKEA at Queenstown to browse through the furnitures for my new house :D Okay, it was not bad, we spent 2hrs+ there but I got pretty bored after a while~~~ So after that, we went over to Anchorpoint to eat lunch. Went to a Hong Kong style restaurant there. The food was OK but it was really filling =.= I felt like puking after that~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, than we continued shopping for a while there (it's not like there's much to shop but it's always good to walk a while after eating ^^) And I happened to chance upon a Artbox-like bookshop. And...it was a wrong wrong choice to go in. Why? My sister ended up buying a SUPER-DUPER expensive notebook. But fine, it was special and nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT STILL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought something too 8D But it was exactly half the price of hers =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went home and I slacked till now.~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas isn't that bad. But I wouldn't say it is FUN. Oh yahhh and and and, we had an open present ceremony at 12am today hehehehe xD It was awesome ^^ Very interesting. I thought my present was that and it. But my Dad, Mum and Sis all gave me a surprise present :D My dad gave me a computer mini speaker (which I actually DID want), my mum gave me a box (very cute ^^) and my sis gave me a keychain made by herself. Well, she gave extra keychain to everyone actually. But still, it was cool :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I'm learning (or trying to) learn a new piano piece. It's really nice :) I can't stop listening to it on Youtube. And I get so pissed because those people can play so well :( If I say I am Grade 5, no one will believe :((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I decided, I shall consult my piano teacher tomorrow 8D But the bad thing is, she doesn't really TEACH the song. She just play once, remind you here and there, and its done. I really want her to teach me this song :( And plus, now I should be starting my piano exam piece. I wonder if she will get pissed if I ask her another song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I guess I won't be having a nice dinner today since I had one last night~ Ah well. Life is boring as usual but still, I don't want the new year to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;It's scary :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-8286769209908631758?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/8286769209908631758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=8286769209908631758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/8286769209908631758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/8286769209908631758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/12/yeah-its-christmas-merry-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-4226555001509093681</id><published>2010-12-24T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T07:39:59.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY GLADYS DEARIEEE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet you are enjoying yourself in Japan BUT DON'T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FORGET TO BUY SOUVENIRS BACK!!!! 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE FINALLY 14. OLD ALREADY HEHEHEHEHE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-4226555001509093681?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/4226555001509093681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=4226555001509093681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/4226555001509093681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/4226555001509093681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-birthday-gladys-dearieee-i-bet.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-2135530806187135030</id><published>2010-12-24T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T07:38:43.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yayy 36 min more to Christmas!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...Happy Birthday to Jesus (: All the present and stufft too 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...that just marks the end of 2010. I don't know why, but just the thought of the new year 2011, it just makes me so stressed and irritated. Why a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year? I don't even feel that New Year is meant to be happy. It just starts the whole year of stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just talk about events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) SYF Audition&lt;br /&gt;2) Limelight&lt;br /&gt;3) SYF (if I can even get in)&lt;br /&gt;4) Piano exam&lt;br /&gt;5) Interview for Band post (I can't even decide what I want to be)&lt;br /&gt;6) *Secret*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And other than that,&lt;br /&gt;1) New class&lt;br /&gt;2) New friends&lt;br /&gt;3) New subjects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I suppose to do :(&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I just be stuck at NOW. And never move on :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must time pass so fast. It's unfair. Why does school pass so slow. Why do I grow older and older so quickly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sucks. And I really don't have the courage to face everything next year. I think I'll just crumble into pieces or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay but since it's Christmas Eve, I shall not talk more about those depressing stuff. Christmas should be merry :) Well, today I practically watched shows throughout the day because my sis was rushing to watch finish before my school start again. But now she says she want to start a new show and I was like, WHAT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than my dad brought us out for lunch, after that me and my sis went to Cathay Cineleisure to buy MUAH's present :) But the annoying thing is that, the two I actually really reaally really liked, was out of stock =.=" But because it was meant to be a CHRISTMAS present, my sister insisted on me buying something there or she won't buy anything =.= But okay lah,the one I bought wasn't that bad :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next next, after watching finish the whole drama series, my family and I went to Sakura to eat dinner :) It was nice (since we didn't go for a long time) but alot of food there changed. But it was still alright :) I ate a little of almost everything hehehehe xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I shall go brush teeth first~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YAH OH YAHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm~~ Next post&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-2135530806187135030?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/2135530806187135030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=2135530806187135030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/2135530806187135030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/2135530806187135030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/12/yayy-36-min-more-to-christmas-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-7084728514695710541</id><published>2010-12-20T04:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T05:48:49.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I h___ my sister when she take things from me without my permission. Worse off, she don't even BOTHER returning. When I finally realise it's missing, I went to ask her, why? Because she was ALWAYS the one taking it without asking me. And when I demanded WHY she took it without permission, she acts ALMIGHTY AND RIGHT thinking she was NEVER in the wrong and she simply said "You were not home". Wow, I didn't know we were living in the stone age period where there's no handphone. She doesn't even say sorry. And when I ask her why she didn't return after TAKING it, she simply said "Oh I forgot." If I ever do that, she can never blame me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-7084728514695710541?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/7084728514695710541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=7084728514695710541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/7084728514695710541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/7084728514695710541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-h-my-sister-when-she-take-things-from.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-2315439160916909471</id><published>2010-12-19T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T06:43:35.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yayy!!! I finally finish my homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yepp. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ALL&lt;/span&gt; MY HOMEWORK (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I was suppose to finish it a loong long time ago. But since I slacked alot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STILL,I FINISHED LALALALALLA~~~~xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I have to plan. Next week (which starts from tomorrow), I'll revise my Sec 2 work - Maths, Science, Eng, Chinese. Yeah, the 4 main subjects. It'll be best of course, if I finish my revision in less than one week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than I'll start on my Sec 3 stuff. Anyways I have nice seniors I can ask (: (Provided I actually finish my Sec 2 stuff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to. I really have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The competition next year is gonna be great. What, with the Chinese scholars? Haiz. But more of it, it's like a competition for myself. It's either do it great or drop all the way to the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Well, one thing I'm pretty pissed now. My Audition needs redownloading (I wonder why do I even BOTHER =.=) And I have tried like 3 times?!?!?!?! But the downloading keep having problems. It's seriously pissing me off alright. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay off to brush my teeth~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's band tomorrow :( And without Evelyn to accompany me in Singapore Flyer &gt;'(. Hmph. I'll make sure she returns with Christmas present for me as compensation bleah. And she still owe me a dare. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-2315439160916909471?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/2315439160916909471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=2315439160916909471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/2315439160916909471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/2315439160916909471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/12/yayy-i-finally-finish-my-homework-yepp.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-5139904384247787942</id><published>2010-12-19T01:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T01:59:29.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haiz...Band starts tomorrow :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have the reluctance to go for band tomorrow??? :( It will be worse when school starts. I'll become Sec 3 and everything starts coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new class.&lt;br /&gt;The new subjects.&lt;br /&gt;The people that I have to try mix in with.&lt;br /&gt;The new enviroment I have to adapt to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And band. I don't even want to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYF?&lt;br /&gt;Auditioning for SYF?&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about the post I should apply for?&lt;br /&gt;The interview?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so worried for SYF audition. I can't tune properly. I can't tongue properly. I really have NO confidence. :( And the worse of all, Singapore Flyer needs LOTS of tongueing and tuning. The 2 things I'm most weak in =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope the Earth would stop spinning.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Stop stop stop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow Evelyn isn't coming for band :( Abandoning me for Singapore Flyer &gt;;( Jae Young better come... Bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I shall go finish the last bit of homework I left. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-5139904384247787942?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/5139904384247787942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=5139904384247787942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/5139904384247787942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/5139904384247787942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/12/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-3370752153921338885</id><published>2010-12-16T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T06:12:08.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigh. I hate these moments where I know I have something to do and yet I can't do anything.Than I'll feel totally stressed and freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm left with Chinese Gong han and Lit.&lt;br /&gt;To be fair, I did a little of each already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Chinese I'm stuck. I'm. Totally.Stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to squeeze every ounce of my brain juice out. I hate it when I leave things half done and I'll never get the I've-completed-all feelings. It's annoying. Frustrating. Stressful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can understand my stress now? When it's mix with everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't time just stop. Even if doesn't stop, can't it slow down?&lt;br /&gt;They say time passes fast when I'm having fun.&lt;br /&gt;But this whole week, it was a total bore for me.Other than today where Tilda came.&lt;br /&gt;I spent LOTS of time on homework. (Okay actually not SO MUCH of time. But my mind was set on doing homework so I counted it in as well.)&lt;br /&gt;But time still passes so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a lie.&lt;br /&gt;Time passes fast as long as there isn't school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like a new start.&lt;br /&gt;For me, I prefer a familiar ending. &lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-3370752153921338885?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/3370752153921338885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=3370752153921338885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/3370752153921338885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/3370752153921338885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/12/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-1242067920135728709</id><published>2010-12-12T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T20:50:44.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay~~~ I really HAVE TO STOP SIDE TRACKING LIKE THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My homework my homework!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, edited my playlist a little :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to homework&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-1242067920135728709?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/1242067920135728709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=1242067920135728709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/1242067920135728709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/1242067920135728709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/12/okay-i-really-have-to-stop-side.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-771352438464420416</id><published>2010-12-12T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T07:49:13.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess I shall change my password to an easier one soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I deleted some posts already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, looking back at my old post last time, is really interesting on how much I changed (: Just look at the language I used last time and now xD I wouldn't want to say I became OLD (but someone actually told me I look older than I am which is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;totally NOT a compliment =.=&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;) but probably more of...influenced? Ah nvm. I still use slang cum Singlish but not as much (or try to xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next next. Today, went out the whole day. Thanks to my sis. =.= I went all the way to Marina Square and went to IMM with her JUST TO FIND &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;stuff and in the end, we came back with nothing. You see, me and her wanted to do something for Christmas for family but we can't seem to find what we want. Why did I say HER? It's because, it wasn't much of a need for ME to go since I had something like that already. (She came out with the family thing later on).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think that thing was actually so common when we didn't need it. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got nothing from shopping but a very pain and sore leg. zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another thing. Untouched homework. Great. Simply great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I didn't finish reading my The Chrysalids (which means I can't do Lit)&lt;br /&gt;2) I don't know how to write 表扬公函 or 演讲实用文 (so I can't finish my Chinese paper 1)&lt;br /&gt;3) I don't understand what on EARTH am I suppose to do for English part 1 (which means I can't finish english homework)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only homework I can say done is Maths. And even maths is not done =.= I don't know how to do a question or two. Hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm currently trying to do my chinese paper 2 but judging by what I am doing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NOW &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, it is pretty obvious how it is going huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holiday is ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;What am I suppose to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-771352438464420416?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/771352438464420416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=771352438464420416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/771352438464420416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/771352438464420416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-guess-i-shall-change-my-password-to.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-2405078769300558914</id><published>2010-11-22T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T06:13:04.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, I'm seriously tired. But I realised I haven't post about Musical Evening. And I need to post about my MBS trip :D Okayyyy so~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20/11/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I shall start from the START of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12am- &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Packing concert presents while complaining to Evelyn on msn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.05am- &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Went to brush teeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.15am - &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Went to wrap Tha Yang, Mun Yun and Hadassah's birthday presents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.40am- &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Started doing Zo cards by randomly pasting stuff and scribbling on it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.15am- &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;FINALLY FINISHED and said night to Evelyn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.30am- &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Slept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalallallal~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, you really wouldn't want to read the long long part of my getting-ready-to-go-school process and the going-to-school process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I shall skip it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached school on time (: And went to change to band uniform (gosh, I forgot the uniform was new). Than we started exchanging presents and chit chatted~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it. I knew I should have posted about it that night when I came back. But when I on my com, it was already 1+ -.- I forgot a HUGE part of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to help move the percussions from the sem room to the first floor where the truck will come. Than went back to band room to set up our own instruments + change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for the bus and the journey was short O: I didn't know it was so near...And I later realised it was pretty much near my house as well. (I passed by it when I went home)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OKAY OKAYOKAYYY. I CAN'T STAND IT. I'M SLEEPY AND MY BRAIN JUST ISN'T WORKING WELL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I CAN'T THINK PROPERLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I shall continue tomorrow (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-2405078769300558914?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/2405078769300558914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=2405078769300558914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/2405078769300558914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/2405078769300558914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/11/ok-im-seriously-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-61218187993064871</id><published>2010-11-18T07:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T08:04:33.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I . AM. SO. VERY. PISSED. AND. IRRITATED. NOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Why just planning an outing with my primary school friends is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SOOOOO DIFFICULT&lt;/span&gt;? =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eveything was actually planned properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, Friend A cannot come because her parents don't allow her to go Vivo because of the gang fight thing and only allow her to go Orchard because the mother works there (like wth). (Omg like seriously, why don't her parents just lock her up in the house? -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, Friend B didn't want to come anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left with only Friend C, D and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ask Friend C if we could change the location to Orchard so that Friend A can come and thus Friend B will come as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Friend C says she doesn't want to go because it's too far. (Like seriously. She stays at Dover you know? If you see the train line, SHE IS NEARER TO ORCHARD THAN ME!!! =.=")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I told them, why don't they just cancel it? But they insisted on Vivo so Friend B decided to come along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I agree to come along...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND JUST A FEW MINUTES AGO, FRIEND B AND D TOLD ME THEY CAN'T GO BECAUSE THE PARENTS DON'T LET THEM TO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH WTH WTH WTH WTH WTHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GIVE UP&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;TOTALLY GIVE.UP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that is making me pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend actually said she wanted to reserve ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE ACTUALLY SAID SHE WILL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was so happy that I can sell 5 tickets. And when I ask her again, she said she might be able to sell more tickets. So I took 2 more from Jia Yi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says her friend might not want the tickets anymore.&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;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to care ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost the mood to write ME letters anymore. Nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-61218187993064871?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/61218187993064871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=61218187993064871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/61218187993064871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/61218187993064871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/11/ok-i.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-2141820752438410489</id><published>2010-11-16T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T20:30:51.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEHEHEEH MY FEVER IS GONEEEE~~~LLALLAALAL~~~ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to worry about my ticket sales. I LEFT ONE FREAKING IRRITATING TICKET TO SELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JUST ONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY IS IT SO DIFFICULT??!!??!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one wants to come because it's so ex.&lt;br /&gt;But that's only because arts is harder to appreciate than sports.&lt;br /&gt;Sports is just like SCOREEE. Everyone knows how to appreciate that. (None of sports friends read this so it's fine to put it here :D  But of course no offence, really.)&lt;br /&gt;While arts...I would say it's hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's really ex. BUT STILLLL!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Now it's already halfway through Nov. So soon, the new year will start and I'll go through everything again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is even worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be from the tinniest beginning again. Like from Sec 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-2141820752438410489?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/2141820752438410489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=2141820752438410489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/2141820752438410489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/2141820752438410489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/11/heheheeh-my-fever-is-goneeeellallaalal.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-6249873092040850181</id><published>2010-11-15T22:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T22:52:14.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;As much as I don't want to mention this anymore...But it's the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My appeal to 3G1 failed :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means I'll have to start all over again.&lt;br /&gt;Be the loner band member in class again.&lt;br /&gt;Find another going home group in class.&lt;br /&gt;Find a new clique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss Jia Wei, Li Wei and Gladys :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We won't be able to go recess together anymore.&lt;br /&gt;We won't be able to chit chat before a class end.&lt;br /&gt;We won't be able to see each other every single second in school anymore.&lt;br /&gt;We won't be able to slack in class during recess when we don't feel like eating.&lt;br /&gt;We won't be able to sit together anymore during assembly.&lt;br /&gt;We won't be able to slowly wait for each other to come into class in the morning anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:"((((((((((((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss going home with Haziyah, Hiu Wai, Cherie, Petrina, Hafizah, Saritha, Bernetta, Dionnis, Syahirah etc etc :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We won't be able to gather together after class anymore.&lt;br /&gt;We won't be able to keep asking each other who is taking mrt today.&lt;br /&gt;We won't be able to wait for 111 together anymore.&lt;br /&gt;We won't be able to buy ice cream to eat and chat while walking to the MRT together.&lt;br /&gt;We won't be able to say jokes together anymore.&lt;br /&gt;We won't be able to play games on the train anymore.&lt;br /&gt;We won't be able to say bye bye to each other when we part on the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I still can go school with Haziyah and Hawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everything will be different :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We won't be able to go into the same class anymore.&lt;br /&gt;We won't be able to slack in class and talk before assembly.&lt;br /&gt;We won't be able to get out of class together to buy green tea in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:"(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHY MUST IT ALWAYS HAPPEN TO ME :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Why can't for ONCE, I'll just go into the same class as my friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since primary school, I wasn't able to go to the same class as my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primary 2, when I had to change class for primary 3, I went into a total alien class with none of my good friends in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primary 4, when I had to change class for primary 5, I had to part ways with my best friend Zhen Hui and other good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primary 6, when we had to change school. I went into the same school as Zhen Hui, but she went into G2 while I went into G3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now? It happened again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And  I was really hoping I would be in the same class as Evelyn and  Grace.  It'll be so cool where all the sec 2 trumpeters are together.&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss everyone. Really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-6249873092040850181?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/6249873092040850181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=6249873092040850181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/6249873092040850181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/6249873092040850181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/11/as-much-as-i-dont-want-to-mention-this.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-7127172966387630529</id><published>2010-11-15T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T22:53:41.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yayy!!! I manage to complete the first page of Stand By Me (if you don't know how it sounds, look at my previous post :D) But it's not the same version of course, since that person in the video played it by ear. How I wish he created a song sheet :( His version looks easier and it seem to sound nicer (because I suck too so yeah).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just learnt a VERY HORRIFYING NEWS. Ok maybe not because I already had a bad feeling about setting a date on 1 day before a major concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT THERE'S BAND ON FRI 19/11???!?! O:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;I already had a date with my primary school friends :( So well...I guess I'll just go meet them after band at Vivo :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and and another thing, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUN YUN DOWNLOADED AUDITION ALREADYYY!!!!HOHOHOH xD So happy!!! Now I'll have another audition partner :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hehhehehe after when Evelyn download finish hers, she will be able to play with me againnn 8D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-7127172966387630529?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/7127172966387630529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=7127172966387630529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/7127172966387630529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/7127172966387630529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/11/yayy-i-manage-to-complete-first-page-of.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-6654260106520211971</id><published>2010-11-15T20:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T20:28:03.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANG JIA WEI IDIOTTTT!!!! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; YOU ARE FINALLY 14 MUAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-6654260106520211971?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/6654260106520211971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=6654260106520211971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/6654260106520211971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/6654260106520211971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-birthday-ang-jia-wei-idiotttt-ddd.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-5942941371871927522</id><published>2010-11-15T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T20:26:50.708-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just HAVE TO fall sick 4 days before Musical Evening =.= Okay fine, I shouldn't have walked in the rain yesterday :/ It's just a passing one I guess, since it isn't very high :D  No matter what I shall go band on thurs (: I'll probably be well tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL BE. I DON'T CARE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, I shall start writing Musical Evening notes today. And&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH CRAP CRAP CRAP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! O:O:O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot something!!! SHeeeeesh!!! Musical Evening is the last band "prac" before the break starts. O: So I have to do SOMETHING....... hehehhehe 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-5942941371871927522?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/5942941371871927522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=5942941371871927522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/5942941371871927522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/5942941371871927522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/11/great.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-7476530954983687213</id><published>2010-11-15T01:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T01:28:39.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:( &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I don't want to be left out :"(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-7476530954983687213?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/7476530954983687213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=7476530954983687213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/7476530954983687213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/7476530954983687213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-dont-want-to-be-left-out.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-4603426703137881874</id><published>2010-11-14T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T06:52:57.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was busy. I didn't even have time to come online. But I find it better hehehe xD At least don't need to be stuck with my computer the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the morning, went to church. And I have to admit, though it was for adults, THIS week's one was interesting (: And there was this baptism session that I saw it for the first time :O Sadly, I am not baptised yet ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After church, went straight for piano lesson~~~Than after I came back, my sister and mum pulled me along for shopping at Suntec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so I just came back from shopping~~ It wasn't that bad. xD I bought a pair of sandals because mine is about to die already. And gosh, my mother and sister bought like...2 pairs each? -.- We stopped by for Auntie Annie pretzel which was totally AWESOMEEE!!! heheheh I bought the chocolate one which I didn't buy for very long already~ ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During dinner, my father brought me to this Thai restaurant and the food was so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS SUPER DUPER ULTRA NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And practically everything was spicy. But yeah, expected. Thai food~~~But it was really really really really REALLLLY NICEEE HEHEH xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm back home. (like FINALLY) And I'm freaking out about the appeal results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-4603426703137881874?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/4603426703137881874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=4603426703137881874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/4603426703137881874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/4603426703137881874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/11/so.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-2848439642824237586</id><published>2010-11-13T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T05:54:31.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;This is the next piano song I'm learning since I'm more or less done with Spirited Away- Waltz of Chihiro~~ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I know this song is pretty old...AND I DON'T WATCH THE DRAMA. But I happen to chance upon it one day and it is nice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUS THE PERSON PLAYING PLAYED IT SO AWESOMELYY!!!How I wish I can be as pro as him *__*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rbX0O4UbxNw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rbX0O4UbxNw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand By Me- SHINee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-2848439642824237586?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/2848439642824237586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=2848439642824237586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/2848439642824237586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/2848439642824237586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/11/this-is-next-piano-song-im-learning.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-7288637281159220654</id><published>2010-11-13T01:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T01:32:47.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yepp I changed my password. And the question is about the same as Mun Yun xD. I really can't think of anything else for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reason for changing my password? Because when I want to go to my own blog to check my tagboard, I feel that it's such bother to type that long sentence. My new password is easy enough if you are observant enough AND ITS ONLY ONE WORD!!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today had band. My mum bought me Macs in the morning as breakfast 8D And it was so fulling. Darn. I actually forgot I was not suppose to eat so full in the morning BEFORE band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I need my stomache to play. So when I was warming up, I had that puky feeling which I totally HATE because it makes my head go really light and I'll start seeing stars. I'm SERIOUS. Than everything will suddenly go so bright that it makes me blind. Than I'll sweat ALOT. And I'll feel faint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. It happened before during band. Twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the 3rd time. *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that was why I went to the toilet. After I went back for warm ups the feeling was still there. But it was better and it slowly disappeared. Yay! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had sectionals for 1hr and went up for combine. Played Incantation, Totoro and Brass rock (BOO!). Why must Brass rock be the last song -.- I totally screwed it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That.Stupid.High.A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I manage to play the first time. But the second time...yeah...Luckily Jaeyoung manage to squeeze that high A out :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than I heard the bad news... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BRASS ROCK IS INCLUDED IN MUSICAL EVENING&lt;/span&gt;?!?!?!?! SINCE WHEN?!!?!?! O: Darn darn darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IF I SCREW UP?!?!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's the first song...Better than it being the last song when my lips will be half dead...But still, I prefer it to be the second when my lips are warmed up and not half dying. So yeah. Ah well~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After band, stopped at Queenstown to have Takoyaki (which was totally awesome!:D) with Ji Tao, Janelyn and Jia En. All the J's I just realised. Than went IMM with Janelyn to have our lunch which wasn't really lunch because we only ate Yoghurt xD Walked around while we ate our Yoghurt and when we finished, we went to Daiso because Janelyn wanted to buy the heat pack thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after walking one big round, we FINALLY FOUND IT. :D And when we went to the counter...we realised it was actually placed at the counter as well -.- She opened one pack to try and it actually works :D It's so cool :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so that's about it~ Gtg do my homework already :/ I feel so good girl. But before that...I feel like playing Audi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH. NO NO NO!!! I shall start my homework first. *determined*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-7288637281159220654?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/7288637281159220654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=7288637281159220654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/7288637281159220654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/7288637281159220654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/11/yepp-i-changed-my-password.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-8098503027832324774</id><published>2010-11-11T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T07:57:07.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yepp I decided to upload today since it doesn't take that long...~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNwRMAFFTpI/AAAAAAAAARo/g080SXv6vYw/s1600/DSC00016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNwRMAFFTpI/AAAAAAAAARo/g080SXv6vYw/s320/DSC00016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538320539636289170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ji tao's cannot-be-found-in-singapore present ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNwRLx4zXNI/AAAAAAAAARg/mGYhYZtdgo0/s1600/DSC00015_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNwRLx4zXNI/AAAAAAAAARg/mGYhYZtdgo0/s320/DSC00015_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538320535826685138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The back~ I didn't realise it till Li wei told me hahaha xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNwRLrd0TJI/AAAAAAAAARY/uHinigd2bYc/s1600/DSC00014_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNwRLrd0TJI/AAAAAAAAARY/uHinigd2bYc/s320/DSC00014_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538320534102887570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The inside~~~ So touched :")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNwRLjBIfDI/AAAAAAAAARQ/5OCfT2olsbY/s1600/DSC00011_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNwRLjBIfDI/AAAAAAAAARQ/5OCfT2olsbY/s320/DSC00011_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538320531835092018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia Wei's present from artbox~ HAH I FINALLY HAVE THAT PRETTY PLASTIC BAG TOO xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNwRLHmv67I/AAAAAAAAARI/WJoXGY4_cEc/s1600/DSC00010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNwRLHmv67I/AAAAAAAAARI/WJoXGY4_cEc/s320/DSC00010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538320524476672946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li Wei ahma's nicely wrapped present~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNwQL2dFNyI/AAAAAAAAARA/dFED_17M3tQ/s1600/DSC00008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNwQL2dFNyI/AAAAAAAAARA/dFED_17M3tQ/s320/DSC00008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538319437540964130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The inside of it~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNwQLqmW1GI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/rbYm5H8XnQY/s1600/DSC00007_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNwQLqmW1GI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/rbYm5H8XnQY/s320/DSC00007_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538319434358641762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha Yang's present for me :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNwQLUkmraI/AAAAAAAAAQw/IY-ifh_MEsk/s1600/DSC00005_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNwQLUkmraI/AAAAAAAAAQw/IY-ifh_MEsk/s320/DSC00005_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538319428445711778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evelyn doesn't even know she was taken by me *evil laughter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNwQLJoFtkI/AAAAAAAAAQo/LQvLIrlh-Xs/s1600/DSC00004_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNwQLJoFtkI/AAAAAAAAAQo/LQvLIrlh-Xs/s320/DSC00004_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538319425507538498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the bus~ Grace expression (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNwQKSUt5ZI/AAAAAAAAAQg/3L8MQGWJ9j4/s1600/DSC00001_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNwQKSUt5ZI/AAAAAAAAAQg/3L8MQGWJ9j4/s320/DSC00001_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538319410662335890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the only pic I took in the yesterday outing~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayyy I really got to go sleep already. *Sleepy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-8098503027832324774?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/8098503027832324774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=8098503027832324774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/8098503027832324774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/8098503027832324774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/11/yepp-i-decided-to-upload-today-since-it.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNwRMAFFTpI/AAAAAAAAARo/g080SXv6vYw/s72-c/DSC00016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-3426637809664307473</id><published>2010-11-11T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T07:44:12.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just realised I didn't post about yesterday outing with Jia Wei, Li Wei and Gladys :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met them at Bugis mrt and surprisingly I was the latest O: Why surprisingly? Because I'm MOSTLY the earliest among all of us. We actually planned to meet at Tampines but than I realise it was so far so I changed it to Bugis xD But it wasn't a bad choice (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ahhh!!! So excited to see them again :D hehehehe xD And I got my birthday prezzie from Li wei and Jia wei. That Gladys say hers is not done yet so ah well~~~ And as expected, that Li Wei ahma went to wrap the present such that I don't feel like opening it -.- So I didn't hehehe xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing we did was to BUY YAMI YOGHURT!!! I am recently addicted to frozen yoghurt (other than frozen yoghurt, I don't eat yoghurt xD) Technically only me and Gladys bought it while Jia Wei and Li wei went to buy the fish pancake thingy (can't remember what's the jap name of it xD) Than we randomly walked around since~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found a bench to sit down because Gladys was feeling lazy so we all sat down and that Li wei ahma was complaining on how she was standing up while we were all sitting down xD But is because she don't want to xD See how contradicting she can be. Sigh~ While waiting, I opened Jia Wei's present since it was not wrapped and omg, I like it :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We continued walking around aimlessly only when suddenly Gladys saw this shop and we went in. As expected again, she bought clothes that was so $$$-ish and because of how much she spent, she got a membership card (can roughly estimate the amt already *coughs coughs*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I thought in that shop I won't find anything I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT OMG OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG!!!!! I ACTUALLY SAW THE THING THAT I SOOO WANTED AND HAVE BEEN LOOKING HIGH AND LOW FOR IT O: But it was so ex...If I bought it there, I wouldn't have money for lunch. So I was considering to coming back another day. But after when Gladys got the membership card I can get 20% discount so, I got it at a cheaper price :D But it was still pretty ex -.-"|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for lunch but didn't buy any food because 1) I was quite broke and had to be frugal  2) I just ate my breakfast not long so I was not hungry. So I ordered Milo Dinosaur for the first time with Jia Wei and it was AWESOMEEE!!!:D Shall attempt to make it one day ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch we randomly walked around again and went into this shop which sold damn nice clothes. Omg omg omg!!! I was so tempted to buy something but of course, I was broke O: There was this thing that you wear over a shirt which was so freakingly MY TASTE but it can't be sold seperately from the shirt and it was so $$$. I bet if I bought it my mum will kill me :X But it was so niceee!!! There were so many nice clothes in that shop :O Ahh eventually had to pull myself out of the shop :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Park View Primary school at Pasir ris becaue Gladys need to go collect her Manga drawing prize. That cab driver that took us there didn't know how to go there so we were driving here and there and wasting $$$. But FINALLY WE REACHED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So proud of dear Glad Glad. Her drawing got 2nd for this Manga drawing competition. But seriously. I wonder those other people who got Merit and Outstanding (3rd and 4th placings). It wasn't exactly nice...But I shall not comment more since I can't draw any nicer than them xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first  I thought the thingy ended early than we can still go Orchard. But the smelly prize presentation was longer than we expected. We had to wait like...2hr+? for the whole thing to end. Argh. But ah well~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we ended it was like 5+ so we went home~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so that's what happen yesterday~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall upload the pictures tomorrow since it's going 12 :/ Night night~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-3426637809664307473?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/3426637809664307473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=3426637809664307473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/3426637809664307473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/3426637809664307473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-just-realised-i-didnt-post-about.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-1950825661492365059</id><published>2010-11-11T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T06:42:52.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So today the day started bad with raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I said it was bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the moment I walked out the MRT station WITH an unbrella, my skirt was totally wet. -.- The umbrella doesn't even seem to help. So when I finally reached school my skirt, part of my shirt, my leg, my shoes and my socks were totally soaked. Oh gosh, it felt gross -.- So I took out my socks and let it "dry" but even after band ended it was still wet =.= *nothing to say*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Chua took Incantation the whole practice and a little bit of Glee. Hheheheh the actions part was so awkward since 1) the actions are pretty weird  2) It was the first time we did it.  Hahahhaa xD So anyways, after band ended, waited for Tha Yang ah gong to do her treasurer duty before we went for Section outing at Plaza Singapura~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took this quite long ride to Plaza Sing and Mun Yun kept asking if we were reaching. Ah well, we can't blame a 42 year old singaporean auntie for being so kanchiong xD~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways after reaching Plaza Sing, me and Grace went to buy the tickets while the Mun Yun, Tha Yang, Evelyn and Tatiana went to buy food first. Buying tickets was pretty fast since Grace cut queue by going under the red strap thing instead of walking in to the line. She didn't notice there was a group a of students that were walking through that thing -.- After we bought the tickets than went to joint the rest and me being a good girl, went to take my own food while that PIG GRACE waited there to be served *roll eyes* xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Evelyn was so funny. She took 4 sets of folks and spoons and ran all the way back to our table just to put it down. And because I've never met someone that did that, I didn't know she took it till I took 2 sets and placed it on the food did she come back and tell me she already took it. xD So in the end we had so many sets xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As expected, Evelyn and Mun Yun was the SLOWEEESST and the MOST WASTEEFULLLLL=== :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Yamaha to find for grease but apparently they ran out of stock so ...hmm...I wasn't sure what they bought in the end but ah well~~~ doesn't matter xD Mun Yun bought nachos, Tatiana bought coke and popcorn while Evelyn bought oreo. Went to watch Megamind and it was AWESOMEEE!!!(Y) It was so cute and funny xDDD The advantage of sitting right beside Tatiana, 2 seats to the left of Evelyn and 2 seats to the left of Mun Yun, I got to eat all the food MUAHAHAHAH!!! *evil laughter* But I stole from Tatiana the most since she was sitting right beside me xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie ended at 5.05pm O: so late. So after that we went homee~~~ Ah I hate taking from Outram Park. I have to walk this really long passage and the place is like divided into 2 where people walk in opposite directions. And it so happen that I went to the wrong "lane" and when I had to cross the stream of people to get to the right lane, it was like crossing a 4 lane road -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's about it for today~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah I feel so nervous for the appeal results. I think I got my hopes to high that I'll get in. I'm really afraid what if I really can't get in. :/ It's so scary...:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-1950825661492365059?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/1950825661492365059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=1950825661492365059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/1950825661492365059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/1950825661492365059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/11/so-today-day-started-bad-with-raining.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-3120524899067424329</id><published>2010-11-09T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T06:00:53.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realise something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my Secondary 1 and 2 life, my life is split into 2 parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First was Band.&lt;br /&gt;Second was G3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing was that, both didn't mix with each other because I was the only Band member in G3. There were good and bad about being the only one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad thing is that whenever I need to do anything band related, I'm alone. And it's not like I'm some freaking popular person in G3 so selling tickets were hard. Also if Band needs us to like, for example leave class for a purpose, if I was blur, than everything will get messed up. Another thing was lunch. Because different classes ends at different time, sometimes I have to kinda "worry" if I have anyone to go lunch with. But that wasn't a really big problem since I usually is able to find people to heheheh xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing is that, this two (I will call it "worlds") never clashes. And it kinda serves as a support. I mean, come on, since school takes up more than half our lives,most of the support comes from school life. So usually, this both worlds serves as a support. When both is well, my life is great :) But there were times when one will go down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where the 2 worlds come in good use. When one goes down, the other one becomes a really strong support. Ok, let me put it this way. When I feel unhappy in G3 because of certain reasons/people, band becomes a place where I feel really comfortable and happy in. Than I'll feel so happy to go for band. And vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there was this time when both was down at the same time. Oh gosh. That period of time was bad. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wonder if both worlds meet next year... how will it be like?&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-3120524899067424329?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/3120524899067424329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=3120524899067424329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/3120524899067424329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/3120524899067424329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-realise-something.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-8124381922969797976</id><published>2010-11-08T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T21:12:44.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>More photos~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNjHnaPEF1I/AAAAAAAAAQY/fDVt-JmJDsU/s1600/DSC00019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNjHnaPEF1I/AAAAAAAAAQY/fDVt-JmJDsU/s320/DSC00019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537395221723354962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNjHmmdWhjI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/WEaMGkosKaY/s1600/DSC00018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNjHmmdWhjI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/WEaMGkosKaY/s320/DSC00018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537395207824639538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Violet's present&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNjHl9uKqSI/AAAAAAAAAQI/i67DFXkTnl4/s1600/DSC00015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNjHl9uKqSI/AAAAAAAAAQI/i67DFXkTnl4/s320/DSC00015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537395196889311522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angelina's present :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNjHNPBVU5I/AAAAAAAAAQA/VLNZtRQG6uw/s1600/DSC00014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNjHNPBVU5I/AAAAAAAAAQA/VLNZtRQG6uw/s320/DSC00014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537394772036375442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evelyn and Mun Yun's  present&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNjHMnPEBhI/AAAAAAAAAP4/WiItpSMq7nU/s1600/DSC00012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNjHMnPEBhI/AAAAAAAAAP4/WiItpSMq7nU/s320/DSC00012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537394761356543506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last page of my sis and bro's present&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNjHMFRC32I/AAAAAAAAAPw/nouw1ybqGlM/s1600/DSC00011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNjHMFRC32I/AAAAAAAAAPw/nouw1ybqGlM/s320/DSC00011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537394752238051170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis and bro's present&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNjHLrXwG7I/AAAAAAAAAPo/iZRxxhBjChQ/s1600/DSC00007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNjHLrXwG7I/AAAAAAAAAPo/iZRxxhBjChQ/s320/DSC00007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537394745286859698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNjHLcjV8zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/fYenid7F1Pg/s1600/DSC00006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNjHLcjV8zI/AAAAAAAAAPg/fYenid7F1Pg/s320/DSC00006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537394741308945202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNjBiaU5dAI/AAAAAAAAAPY/vqsUE1oG50o/s1600/DSC00005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNjBiaU5dAI/AAAAAAAAAPY/vqsUE1oG50o/s320/DSC00005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537388538778711042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNjBiPU7LYI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/rPtGnRrB8AI/s1600/DSC00004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNjBiPU7LYI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/rPtGnRrB8AI/s320/DSC00004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537388535826034050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNjBhkryUSI/AAAAAAAAAPI/X7b2ZvSJllM/s1600/DSC00001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNjBhkryUSI/AAAAAAAAAPI/X7b2ZvSJllM/s320/DSC00001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537388524379197730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the other pictures is taken by my father who was testing out his new PRO camera. Lol, don't know when he was suddenly interested in having photography as a hobby xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNjBg0ErwzI/AAAAAAAAAPA/KntXUSxbIKc/s1600/DSC_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNjBg0ErwzI/AAAAAAAAAPA/KntXUSxbIKc/s320/DSC_0022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537388511330288434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNjBgiI2ysI/AAAAAAAAAO4/M8lvqOwqhoE/s1600/DSC_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNjBgiI2ysI/AAAAAAAAAO4/M8lvqOwqhoE/s320/DSC_0021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537388506515950274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, I shall continue my part 2. ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took train ride home as usual~~~ Than Sheryl wanted to go Popular to buy assessment books (:O Her mum is so freaky to ask her to buy O:O:O:) and later she wanted to go Shop and Save to buy maggie -.-''| Than when we came out, she treated me to bubble tea as birthday treat ^^ hhhehehe better than nothing :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home and was stuck at the tv for 1hr hehehe xD ~~~~ Went dinner with my family other than my sis because she have O level :( So sad. It's like the first time without my sister in a birthday dinner :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the chinese restaurant in the club we usually go and O: the restaurant was empty. I mean, really really empty. From what the boss said, since afternoon till at night, we were the first customer O: But oh well, it's a Monday after all~~~ But the food is nice :D My father ordered ALOT O: But we manage to finish it hehehheeh xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home and waited for my mum to bathe finish before going to cut cake. Gosh. She WAS long. My sis, bro and dad fell asleep =.= Later when we were putting the candles, my MUM was going to fall alseep. -.- WHOSE FAULT WAS IT ;( HAHAHAHA but oh well~~~~ They all WOKE UPPP!!! Of course they have to :P The mango cake was from Prima Deli. It was AWESOME!!! heheh :D Still have some in my fridge ~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than it was the gift "ceremony". Of course, I know what my father and mother gave. It was my sister's and bro's present that I didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AND OMG. I FREAKINGLY LOVE THEIR PRESENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS AWESOMEEEE!!! I mean seriously. It was this book that they made like a diary on K POP. Actually it was on SHINee and F.T Island~~~ But omg. It's so pretty. They went to buy all the materials and pictures and decorated with stickers and wrote stuff. Omg. I really LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE IT (L) They spent lots of time and effort on it. I mean, just by looking at it you know. Plus my sis is sitll having O levels. Ah, love them loads!!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my dad and mum's one too because afterall, the spent their hard earn money on my present :")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love ALL my presents. hhhahhaah!! So touched :") And I know more will be coming muahhahahaah xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was only when it was 1hr+ more to the end of my birthday was I able to go Facebook. So happpy. My Facebook wall was spammed with Happy Birthdays :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like some of them like the SUPER DUPER LONG ONE EVELYN POSTED and Zhen Hui's one :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On msn, I was chatting with Evelyn and Grace. We were like talking about...OH YAH WAIT. I forgot to mention something at the start. During band, Mun Yun told us that we will be playing this super duper long song (13min+ O:) which I later learned was called 'Promising Sky' and there are 3 trumpet solos. She was thinking (or confirm?) giving Evelyn, Grace and I each a solo O: So 3 of us were arguing about who will take the longest and highest solo. And yeahh, well...it's kinda obvious *evil smile to Evelyn* who will take that 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, Jia Wei, Li Wei, Gladys and I was discussing about our outing. It was decided that it will be on 10th Nov 2010 which is TOMORROW HEHEHEH xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhaahhaha it was really an awesome day though more than half a day (or so I thought) was spent on Band. But it wasn't THAT bad xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah~~~ Got to go do my homework already O: Didn't touch it at all yesterday and up till now O:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-8124381922969797976?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/8124381922969797976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=8124381922969797976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/8124381922969797976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/8124381922969797976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/11/more-photos-violets-present-angelinas.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNjHnaPEF1I/AAAAAAAAAQY/fDVt-JmJDsU/s72-c/DSC00019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-6514481414818288153</id><published>2010-11-08T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T09:21:26.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNguMSzTvzI/AAAAAAAAAOw/m0eXoDlx5oM/s1600/DSC_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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AND IT WAS A GREAT DAY ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 12am 8/11, my mum came into the room and wished me Happy Birthday + gave me a happy birthday kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, my father came in to wake me up and wished me Happy Birthday. Hahaha xD That totally made me wake up but I was still tired when I reach band. Sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than came the SMS spam. Ohhh I was so happpy :D My primary school close friends actually sms-ed me :D Like Sherlyn, Grace Koh (not to be confused with Grace Chain chain), Shu Ying etc etc :D But Gladys was the first hahaha xD As in Sec sch Gladys ^^ So touched :")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached band room, I was super surprised because some people whom I didn't expect, came to wish me Happy Birthday. I mean, I didn't even thought that they KNEW my birthday xD hahhaahha so yeah~~~:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for O's to finish, Mun Yun, Grace and I was exploring the Jap book and randomly saying words xD Hahahahha that part was fun xDDD Later when O's finished, Shasha came to buy tickets BUT I didn't have it with me :( [DARN I JUST LOST BUSINESS :( ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for sectionals till 11.45~~~ than went for Lunch. So sad there wasn't section lunch because Mun Yun wanted to go Cheers but me and Grace REFUSE to eat Cheers food again. So we cabbed with Rui Ying and Sharne to Tiong. Because of me and Grace, Rui Ying and Sharne's juniors have to take another cab *evil laguhter* 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SHARNE WAS SO NICEEE!!! She suggested that Grace, Rui Ying and her will split the cost as a birthday treat to me :D So nicee!!! hahahahhaah!!! Love ALL 3 OF THEMMM :D:D:D We went to KFC and in the end we can't finish, so it all went into the white plastic bag where Haseena ate it xD But everything was new~~~ like the cheese fries, Rui Ying practically left it new other than eating a few but I added some of mine inside, so it was AS GOOD AS NEW :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We than took a cab back and I didn't have to pay again~~~ So that was my first birthday treat :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than came Combine where Evelyn came from her MO and Mun Yun left for SOME thing. And I would say, it was pretty fun (: Charming Asia was so fail but with Mr Chua, he just made it funny hahahah xD I mean, his conducting may be a little hard to follow but he sure make combine more lively xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Brass Rock O: I don't like it :( Jae Young wasn't here to help me in my high A part. So I had to do it all by myself BECAUSE OF THAT SMELLY GRACE WHO KEEPS SAYING SHE CAN'T :( But I MANAGE TO DO IT!!! SO HAPPPYY!!!~~~ Ah, must be my birthday luck ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after band, went home with GHG~~~ And Evelyn was so cute. She actually ALMOST forgot to give me my birthday present xD GHG was walking behind her and she just suddenly turned and gave xD It was from Mun Yun and her :D So happpy~~  I shall upload the pictures tomorrow since now is already 1.20am :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I can't stand it anymore. Need to sleep already. I shall continue part 2 tomorrow~~~:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-6514481414818288153?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/6514481414818288153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=6514481414818288153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/6514481414818288153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/6514481414818288153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/11/there-those-are-some-of-pictures-of.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_kUhuuWBcONI/TNguMSzTvzI/AAAAAAAAAOw/m0eXoDlx5oM/s72-c/DSC_0021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-8859876472549772766</id><published>2010-11-04T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T06:43:37.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hohohohooo~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched finish &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Atashinchi no Danshi&lt;/span&gt; :D It's my first Japanese drama I watch and it's SUPER DUPER NICEEE!!!HEHEHHEHE xD Lucky I attended Jap class as my post exam class than they showed us this drama :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;IT'S SUPER NICE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I will miss it, just like how I always do after I finish a nice drama :/ Oh well~~~ nice nice (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, tomorrow is Deepavali public holiday and supposedly plan to go out with Giam giam and Tilda but in the end, we didn't even plan properly -.- I guess it's cancelled. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I should get back to my holiday homework. Argh. Not get back. START. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-8859876472549772766?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/8859876472549772766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=8859876472549772766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/8859876472549772766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/8859876472549772766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/11/hohohohooo-i-watched-finish-atashinchi.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-7180273380270705221</id><published>2010-11-04T02:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T02:45:39.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel like blogging now. But than&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO GET INTO 3G1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T CARE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T CARE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T CAREEEEEE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:( But I'm afraid to see the appeal results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I really can't get in? :( I am getting my hopes too high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-7180273380270705221?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/7180273380270705221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=7180273380270705221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/7180273380270705221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/7180273380270705221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/11/ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-2106060472100726603</id><published>2010-10-29T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T08:26:46.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So many things happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall update tomorrow. Super tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel disappointed, though for a different reason, altogether, it just goes down to the same word Expectation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we just can't expect much from others because it brings your hopes down. It damages your trust for others. Brings you to think so much such that things go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. I'm not going to care. &lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-2106060472100726603?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/2106060472100726603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=2106060472100726603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/2106060472100726603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/2106060472100726603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/10/so-many-things-happened-today.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-2783784059000198905</id><published>2010-10-26T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T07:36:19.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay...So today is tiring. Ahh I feel like sleeping already. Okay, I shall sleep early today. Try to anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today school was ultimately boring. We went through the papers but no one had the motivation to do corrections. It's so BORING. And I don't see the point since we can't change our marks anymore. Okay fine, Maths we can learn from our mistakes though its the paper I hate most.But the rest like Eng? I don't get the point other than wasting time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh speaking of English, MSN was being so nice. She actually DOWNLOADED the Hello MV and showed the class because it was requested before exams and she was suppose to show us before exams but didn't. Hmm...she's pretty nice in terms of that xD Though obviously, can guess the FANGIRLS in 2G3. Lucky Hafizah wasn't here. Or she will just turn the whole class upside down -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this year is coming to an end. Time seems to fly pass especially when you are having fun eh? I would say I HAD fun in 2G3. Everyone is so nice here. Oh gosh, I'm going to miss everyone so much :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Gladys today. Wanted to go Queensway Shopping Mall but ended up going to Vivo because Gladys seem reluctant to go Queensway...So oh well~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Vivo was nice (thanks to Viency who suggested it). I saw so many shoes there xD I saw one that I TOTALLY LIKEDDD!!!:D But I guess I'll go to Queensway on Sat first than if don't have than go Vivo ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I FOUND SOMETHING I LIKE AND WANTED AND BOUGHT SOMETHING I LIKE AND WANTEDDD!!! And there were many more. Okay, I'm starting to really like Vivo :D Probably going there a few more times to SHOP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing, the things there are FREAKINGLY EX. Even finding for an AFFORDABLE lunch was hard. We walked for at least half an hour before settling down on Gloria's (something). Other than our main course, Gladys ordered a Oreo cheesecake and we shared and it was DAMN FREAKINGLY NICEEE *drools*. They also gave us free Cappuccino but too bad, I don't really know how to appreciate coffee~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went on to shopping and it was fun. Like really really fun (: Hope we can go out more often like that. Like just randomly walking around and into shops than when we find something we want than we will go WOW together. HAHAHHAHA xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think I shall go sleep soon. Seriously tired.&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-2783784059000198905?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/2783784059000198905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=2783784059000198905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/2783784059000198905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/2783784059000198905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/10/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-4270663998736660971</id><published>2010-10-23T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T23:51:06.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was tiring~ But fun and YAYYY-ISHH!! heheheh xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note*: Not much people will get why. Probably one~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~23rd Oct&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with my mum from 12.30pm all the way to 8.30pm~ We walked around Orchard like nobody's business xD We were suppose to find a pair of shoes for me but it's either too ex or not nice.Sigh. So we ended up buying HER cosmetic stuff, HER shoes and 2 of my clothes xD Okay at least I HAD something. Shall go out again next Sat to buy her bag from Ion xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH!!! I'M SO SUPER JEALOUS. It was KPOP NIGHT CONCERT x( And I saw this group of guys holding the tickets. OH GOSH. I'M JEALOUS D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why the train was so empty though it was peak hour.&lt;br /&gt;That's why City Hall was so crowded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmph. *sulks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back, ate dinner, bathed, MSN-ed, played Audi, continue MSN-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept at 1.30am +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 oct&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose to go out today but because SOMEONE over slept and SOMEONE cancelled it due to raining. Hmph. That's why I'm so bored now. But oh well~~I was partially lazy too... xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much for now. Just computer-ed and slacked since I woke up till now :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, after tomorrow 2pm, my choice will be set. And it will be all to God then...I'm still considering if I should change my choice. My current choice is Triple Science 8 subject + Lit and SS, Higher Chinese. But I was thinking if I should put Triple 9 as first instead...If I really can't than I'll drop one humans? I really don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But triple 8 is risky... :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-4270663998736660971?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/4270663998736660971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=4270663998736660971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/4270663998736660971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/4270663998736660971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/10/yesterday-was-tiring-but-fun-and-yayyy.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-8773296612725486278</id><published>2010-10-20T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T07:40:42.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm confused. Really confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't decide if I should take triple science or double science.&lt;br /&gt;I can't decide if I should take Core or not.&lt;br /&gt;I can't decide WHICH combination I should take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. I really hate making decisions. Especially when they are major ones. Why do I have to be so indecisive? It's not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just prepare to die tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...My father can be really nice if he was in a happy mood. It started out bad anyways. He was scolding us on how we did not believe in God during dinner. But my sister told him we actually prayed before sleep. I'm not sure about her. But I do pray most of the time since P5 (or earlier) ^^ And that actually made his day. So I took the chance to tell him about streaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we started discussing after dinner. And as what I expected, he was promoting Biology because he took it. But even when he didn't, I already had in mind to take Bio. Just not sure if it's 2 science or 3. Yeah, that is what lead me to my post ^ there. So after discussing and changing a few times, I settled on :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 science, 1 humans (SS+ Geog).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's really risky. But I really want to take triple science and I really hate Humans. But I really must make sure I am strong in SS and Geog than. Okay, now I am debating between Lit and Geog. Lit- not sure if I can analyse properly. Geog- Not strong in General Knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like seriously. I can't stand newspapers. Nor watching the news. But argh. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this. I really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was seriously in a bad mood because of this and something else _____. So when my father was promoting Bio, it kinda, well...soothe me I guess. It's pretty interesting actually. I mean, he talks and I listen. And I didn't need to say anything. But I was listening. So, I got my mood back. I guess. And discussed about the subject combination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well. It's only a trial. Dateline is 25th Oct 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there's always a possibility I'll change it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm happy. REALLY REALLY HAPPY. I mean, it's a contrast to what I just said up there. It's true, I'm experiencing this splitting headache. I.just.can't.think.properly. BUT my father WAS SO NICE!!!! HE WAS BEING SO REASONABLE AND NICE AND NICE. He let me ____ _ _____ ____ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my mum...It was well...Not on purpose. She didn't want to let me or at least was disapproving. So, I got angry. Than I got disappointed. Than I got sad. And I ended up crying (naw, I won't let them see that so they didn't). I felt like crying during dinner.I don't know why. Actually I do. But it's like, why cry during dinenr type of thing? Okay fine, it doesn't make sense now. I'm talking crap. So yeah, my mum grew soft when she saw me being so silent and she ended up helping me persuade. And my father was in a good mood. So they let me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't blame her. I rarely do that. Like turning totally silent. And I can't do it on purpose like throwing a tantrum or hiding. So she FINALLY UNDERSTOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They just don't know how much it meant. It meant ALOT. But it's only that they don't know. They never do. But how am I going to say it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I guess I shall sleep "early" today. Feel so sleepy and tired. Today is a full-of-emotions day and tomorrow will be the -die-death-and-dead day. So yeah. I'm not gonna think so much now. My brain juice is officially squished out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-8773296612725486278?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/8773296612725486278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=8773296612725486278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/8773296612725486278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/8773296612725486278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-confused.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-5875019259561808098</id><published>2010-10-19T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T07:20:45.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahhaha today band was quite fun (: Though that 2 PEOPLE abandoned me after lunch. Meanies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg...side track~~~There's this person in my block singing This is Me like now? At 10.06pm? It's pretty *coughs coughs* okay nvm. I shall NOT be mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways back to topic. Today we started playing Glee. Though it's not particularly nice but it was not that bad either~~~Totoro is still nicer. :D During lunch, our dear Evelyn helped us buy drinks before she left xD So i owe her $0.80 now...:/ And she refuse to take her pizza. So, we scissors paper stoned for the 2 pieces of pizza. Grace and Hadassah got the big one :( And later Mun Yun won. So I had to compete with Tha Yang for that half piece of pizza. AND THA YANG WON!!! BLEAH. So I helped to shower cheese on Grace's pizza ~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha Yang went on a mission to steal toilet roll but she failed xD because the toilet auntie was that. tsk tsk.Went to crap around and argued who to throw away the things~~~ Went up for combine and ZZZ. I.SERIOUSLY.DON'T.LIKE.MRS CHUA. She just HAD to play the songs that I was alone - Glee and Totoro -.- But it was okay I guess~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the 5min break Tha Yang as usual took out her shoes. And she didn't realise she was stepping on her mouthpiece with her socks :P So she took my water ):[ and washed it with the water going into the cup. And yeah...just imagine the mixture... *pukes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After band, went home with Sheryl and went to her house AGAIN. Oh before that we went to Popular to buy her father's present. That auntie was so irritating. We had to call her like at least 3 times before she FINALLY opened the glass door for us (the pen). Waste time :( And that Sheryl, she actually wasted $1 on wrapping paper and she didn't even want to keep the other half. Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But than, she treated me to cookies ^^ ~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to her house to play badminton again and went home after that~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's school tomorrow :( WHYYYY!!! I feel so lack of sleep. Zzzz. And tomorrow is gonna be so boring. Interhouse games (N). Sec 3 placement talk (N). I don't even know what combination I want to take. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so that's about it ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-5875019259561808098?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/5875019259561808098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=5875019259561808098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/5875019259561808098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/5875019259561808098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/10/hahhaha-today-band-was-quite-fun-though.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-2330080101121624089</id><published>2010-10-18T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T08:08:11.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's so much things I want to say but yet, I can't seem to find any way to. I mean, they don't bother asking. And they don't seem to have TIME for me to even talk to them. They just don't understand how hard it is to even start telling. And yet they don't do anything to help. This the time where I find that, well, I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I wonder when can I actually tell them. What a disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band was not bad I guess. Just that well, I DETERIORATED a lot, as expected. I can't even hold high D properly -.-'" But overall, it was quite fun. Only when we reached Incantation did I became restless. Thanks to Grace -.- She spreaded her restlessness to me. BLEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gave Violet her prezzie today. So happy (: She seem to like it. OF COURSE SHE LIKE IT. And she gave me something too :D It's my early bdae prezzie I think...It's Hong Ki's name badge thingy hahahah xD she didn't even tear out the price tag but oh well~ I know it anyways~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace and Evelyn is abandoning me tomorrow :( Partly anyways. Evelyn- Dad's birthday -.-, Grace- CIP. WHY MUST THEY DO IT ON THE SAME DAY!!!hmph !!! *ignores them*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, went home with Sheryl because the rest of GHG is like *busy* and went to her house to play badminton. And her bro tagged along. And after some time they were like...quarrelling cum fighting (not that serious) but yeah. Kinda awkward for me there...But it was fun (: Manage to hit 20 + times :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Start of fan corner~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay fine. I find that I'm starting to like SHINee too. But it's normal WHAT. On Tumblr MOST of the FTI stans I follow are ALL SHINee fans too. So yeah~~~ They are two different bands anyways. One is instrument one is dance~~~:D Thanks to Violet and her Tumblr. So influential -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I don't have much to say now~~~ But F.T Island is releasing a new album soon :D So happy~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;End of fan corner~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;So I was thinking how did they do that. They were not rich. Yet they can follow their path. ___ ____ _ ____. ___ ___'_ _? Because they are gifted? Than why am I not? I doubt I'm gifted in anthing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;Why am I even thinking about all this now? Argh. But I really don't want to mug for life just because I have to. I want to do what I like and enjoy what I want to do. But it's just so ... impossible? Argh. I don't know. Really don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-2330080101121624089?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/2330080101121624089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=2330080101121624089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/2330080101121624089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/2330080101121624089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/10/theres-so-much-things-i-want-to-say-but.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-3789342365247774847</id><published>2010-10-17T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T04:11:07.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okayy I feel that my life is so boring now. Not because there is no need to study, but because I can't go out :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri actually can go out with Petrina they all but because of LSCEP, than cannot go :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday: Jia Wei and Gladys had to do LSCEP while Li Wei has to go book shopping. Hmph. So even without band, it was so boring. zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today: No one is free. Hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow and Tues, supposedly a holiday, there is band. Zzzz. Life is bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my parents won't let me join _____ class. But I've made up my mind. If they refuse, I'll use my own savings. It's not that it is very expensive anyway. I am SO.VERY.DETERMINED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, today at least got to go out for 2hrs because had to accompany my sis to buy assesment book as well as buy Violet's b'dae present. Why am I saying it here? Because I know she won't visit xD I even took a picture of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TLrcQLdgKeI/AAAAAAAAAM4/lSK-jFHriB4/s1600/DSC00500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kUhuuWBcONI/TLrcQLdgKeI/AAAAAAAAAM4/lSK-jFHriB4/s320/DSC00500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528973663063255522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D This is part of it only. I refuse to show the price. But it's ex...like really :/ But I guess it's worth it ((: for a friend like Violet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so unfair. I want it for myself too :( Don't feel like giving her...But argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's a bad idea to go comics connection. Really bad one. It made me so tempted with everything D: I saw this and F.T Island's one. Than I saw SHINee's poster O: NOT FAIRRR!!! :( I WANT THE POSTERRRR!!! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, I had to pull myself away and quickly go to Popular to meet my sis or she will have to come and pull me away or something. Bleah. I hate comics connections when I have to buy something for other people. I'll just tempt myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But than I need my savings for things...mentioned above ^ So yeahh...Sighhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so that's about it~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-3789342365247774847?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/3789342365247774847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=3789342365247774847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/3789342365247774847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/3789342365247774847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/10/okayy-i-feel-that-my-life-is-so-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_kUhuuWBcONI/TLrcQLdgKeI/AAAAAAAAAM4/lSK-jFHriB4/s72-c/DSC00500.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-4781295846444604212</id><published>2010-10-16T08:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T08:26:49.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do me a favour. If anyone happen to manage to come in, please tag.&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-4781295846444604212?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/4781295846444604212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=4781295846444604212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/4781295846444604212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/4781295846444604212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/10/do-me-favour.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-2234375709394030906</id><published>2010-10-16T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T06:27:30.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Does our future really lie in our own hands?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can it be when we don't even get to choose what we want to be. We don't even get a chance to do what we like. And given the opportunity to say what we think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't they bother at all? Why do they have to disappoint me time and again? They were suppose to know me best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I also have to carry that bit of hope in me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-2234375709394030906?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/2234375709394030906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=2234375709394030906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/2234375709394030906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/2234375709394030906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/10/does-our-future-really-lie-in-our-own.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-689534522806225611</id><published>2010-10-15T09:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T09:19:47.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, while waiting for the imedia to encode finish...I shall update :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, IT WAS THE OFFICIAL END OF EOYS!!! OMGGG!!! I was holding my scream while waiting for the papers to be collected~~~ Ahahahahahaah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! EVERYONE WAS LOOKING FORWARD TO THIS DAY :D After talking and jumping around, went to the foyer with Grace to wait for Mun Yun and Debbie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh...It was long...But they FINALLY came!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to ION orchard and bought donuts~~than went to the places Mun Yun wanted to go. Gosh, all her fault, I bought stickers in Prologue =( But the stickers seriously cute xD Went on to Taka and walked around while waiting for Evelyn to come~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After waiting for 30min + she was still not in sight, than she said she was lost. So, we walked the same route back and found her :D She was not recognisable at all!!! Omg, not because Debbie said she there, I wouldn't even realise she was there xD So anyways, went to eat lunch at Ajisen and shared with Evelyn because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Expensive&lt;br /&gt;2) I was not particularly hunry...after all the snacks xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to borders after that and we decided there was no where else to go...So, we went home~~~ It's fun!!! HHAHAHHA!!! Especially during lunch. Gosh, Mun Yun and Debbie's bickering is hilarious xD&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Jia Wei, Li wei and Gladys was suppose to come. At 10.05am, Li Wei called and it woke me up. And to my horror, she was already downstairs. So I opened the door with my pyjamas on and without brushing my teeth O: Went to brush teeth, bathe, pack my bed, eat breakfast, and started doing LSCEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I was surprised how effecient we were :D We manage to record finish by 1.30pm!!! Went on to buying lunch and I FINALLY got to bring her to the bubbletea shop :D I recommend it to everyone who came to my house xD Ate lunch while editing the project and at 3.30, she left. Sent her to the bus stop and waited for the bus with her~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than I started slacking for a whole 1 and a half hour before I went for my evening jog with my brother~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so that was about it. Sigh. Actually wanted to go out with Petrina they all today for bowling but because of LSCEP ): Ah well~~~ At least we manage to finish :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me check..&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;IT'S NOT DONE YET&lt;br /&gt;ARGH&lt;br /&gt;NVM&lt;br /&gt;I AM UPLOADING TOMORROW&lt;br /&gt;DON'T CARE ALREADY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-689534522806225611?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/689534522806225611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=689534522806225611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/689534522806225611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/689534522806225611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/10/ok-while-waiting-for-imedia-to-encode.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-6539903663201874642</id><published>2010-10-13T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T07:36:46.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Listening to I'll Remember You... Sigh, it brings back all the memories... This song is nice. Not because of Sec 4 farewell I wouldn't even know this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should start bringing my camera from tomorrow. 2G3. Yepp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, was the horrible-est day. The subject that I had most confidence in. The only subject that I depend on my A1 with. It's all gone. Gone gone gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It was so nerve wrecking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like tearing my paper.&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;Literally tear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, I didn't. I didn't finish it. A lot of blanks. I didn't check. And my hands were shaking like nobody's business. I hope I didn't get any careless mistakes because of my HANDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so disappointing. And it made me so pissed with myself. And the setter of course (I know who she is -.-).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouted at Dilys and Priya... I don't think there's anymore... But it was not on purpose. :/ They just had to come and say that something like, "Aiya, the paper surely very easy for you right" when I was so pissed. But yeah, I was a good girl and said sorry after that (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope they won't say that like, anymore. Not that there is any more paper left other than Science...But yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's all for today. Can't wait for tomorrow, that 2hrs to be over. And we'll be done with it. DONE DONE DONE! Than we can go out. And play. And have fun. And go crazy. And be happy. But this have to be done before results are back. Yepp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, though it's only a few hours away, now I'm still in reality where Science is not over yet. So yeah, back to the stupid mad Science world.&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-6539903663201874642?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/6539903663201874642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=6539903663201874642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/6539903663201874642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/6539903663201874642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/10/listening-to-ill-remember-you.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-4572258467079287564</id><published>2010-10-12T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T03:59:08.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ooooh~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY. FINALLLLLYYY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEOG&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;LIT&lt;br /&gt;IS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FINALLY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OVERRRR!!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have no idea how much I hate lit and geog. It made me so stress and nervous. Argh. Oh gosh, I think I was really hyperventaliting during Geog. Like seriously. Difficulty breathing. Well...as expected, I didn't finish. But who cares? No one does...Or at least ALMOST no one does...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT STILL!!! IT'S OVERRR!!! Now I can concentrate on Science and Maths, the 2 subject that I supposedly to score well. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 down.&lt;br /&gt;2 more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 DAYS MORE TO FREEDOMMMM!!!! Than I can carry out ALL of my after-exams plans 8D&lt;br /&gt;But for now, I shall...mug for maths...Though I kinda lost interest already...I am already in a half-after-exams mood...Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And well...It just daunted on me that we are seperating as a class soon...): It's been more than 1 year...And seriously, I LOVE G3 ♥ Though some of us might go to the same class...But it will be different already...Everyone will make new friends and sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. I SHALL NOT THINK ABOUT IT NOW. NO DEPRESSING THOUGHTS DURING EXAMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-4572258467079287564?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/4572258467079287564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=4572258467079287564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/4572258467079287564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/4572258467079287564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/10/ooooh-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-4503051088904205160</id><published>2010-10-09T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T04:30:53.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I hate to type this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;she just had to be so 2 faced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I can't believe it.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; She just had to show much much of a hyporcrite she was.I thought I probably read her wrongly. But no. She just had to prove it almost immediately.She changed within a few seconds. Omg. Just thinking of it creeps me out. It's so scary...cary. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't know what to say. Really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-4503051088904205160?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/4503051088904205160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=4503051088904205160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/4503051088904205160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/4503051088904205160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-hate-to-type-this.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-533578722983428298</id><published>2010-10-06T06:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T06:28:57.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Argh. I hate it when I start to feel this way. I just HAVE to think about so many things and think it so deeply. It may be simple but I will just make things complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I've no idea what I'm talking about. Really. My mind is blank. I'm just typing...I don't know...My heart?My fingers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can just knock my head someday and I forget how I am like (do I even know it myself?) and will change. I don't know...Ok, I should stop typing all this nonsensical stuff and start using my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yay, 2 papers down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 more days~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, I won't be doing well this semester. Confirmed. During paper 1 just now for eng and chi, my mind was as blank as the paper. I just...I don't know. Got stuck. It felt like my brain had no more juice left. And the paper just have to be so hard. Argh. Definitely not a good day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not thinking about it anymore. Or trying not to. At least one of the papers which I worry is over. Now, I left others to be worried of. Especially next Tues. I just don't feel prepared (for the fact that I'm not)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm squeezing my brain with too much things. Simply.Too.Much. It ended up with nothing but more confusion and more...I don't know what's the word. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, changed my password to something random. I can't even think of a proper password. Maybe that's a good thing. I don't really want people to come in though I want to. Ok, nonsence spouting again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's school tomorrow. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-533578722983428298?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/533578722983428298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=533578722983428298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/533578722983428298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/533578722983428298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/10/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-5072442847101145683</id><published>2010-10-06T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:24:00.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or is it just me?&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-5072442847101145683?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/5072442847101145683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=5072442847101145683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/5072442847101145683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/5072442847101145683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/10/disappointed.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-3457090297382174085</id><published>2010-10-01T06:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T06:41:57.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, I am not trying to be mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am utterly disgusted. Or is the word horrified? I don't know...maybe because I am just specially against her. I've no idea why. But yeah ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.DON'T.WANT.HER.TO.HAVE.THE.SAME.TASTE.AS.ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think she has. Worst still, it's EXACTLY THE SAME. Omg. Ok fine, there's probably thousands of them out there. But. But. Why her? What made it worse was that, she just HAVE to make it so obvious. Like as if she is trying to announce it to the whole world -.- Zzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, crap. I forgot what I want to type...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pause*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh. Forget it. I officially forgot what is it. Anyways, I am happy today ^^ I have a feeling my sis is going into K-pop. MUAHAHHAHAHA!!! xD Why did I say that? Because she is talking to me about kpop nowadays. Not really talk...but she mentioned it and asked me questions~~~ Lalalala~~~ Soon she will go into kpop too. Confirm will. That's the power of Kpop now~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Enough blogging. Shall sleep late today to complete more work. I practically slacked the whole day yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am minced meat. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-3457090297382174085?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/3457090297382174085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=3457090297382174085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/3457090297382174085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/3457090297382174085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/10/ok-i-am-not-trying-to-be-mean.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-4212536101384804921</id><published>2010-09-26T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T04:58:15.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ADJKHSDFHWEFHQJKAFNBLKASMNSANFAFBOIQWJFASJBFKDFKLDFKDBANSKFQLMDNDFKFNFKDSA!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM DEAD.FOR.ETERNITY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised how many careless mistakes I made in my recent maths test. I am dead. Super. Dead. That is going to cause me my CA marks. And my confidence. And my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I am dead. Tomorrow if there's maths, we would be getting it back. And yeah, that will be my death anniversary. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I manage to go against fate and survive tomorrow, than here comes my second death anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't study finish my science.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't study finish my geog&lt;br /&gt;I haven't study finish my lit&lt;br /&gt;I haven't study my compo format&lt;br /&gt;I haven't practice enough of maths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these = I am dead for EOYs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really. Even if I DID study a chapter, nothing gets into my head. If you were to ask me a question on a chapter I studied, 90% chance I won't be able to answer. What's wrong with me now? D':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the 2nd death anniversary will be the day when results are out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;Am&lt;br /&gt;Dead&lt;bgsound src="http://ha.queenbrat.com/midis/ffm/ff9Bittersweet_Romance.mid" autostart="true" loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-4212536101384804921?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/4212536101384804921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=4212536101384804921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/4212536101384804921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/4212536101384804921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/09/adjkhsdfhwefhqjkafnblkasmnsanfafboiqwjf.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869598996907067246.post-2790333088732199854</id><published>2010-09-23T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T05:52:32.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh gosh. That was freaky. What was I thinking? Reading that, I actually generated some really weird and mean thoughts. Argh. Got to get that off my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, fan girling is scary. Really.Very.Scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I shouldn't self-seek reasons for my goosebumps and sudden shivers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. I realise I am using too much of Evelyn's lines ^ Hmm...I should think of something...&lt;br /&gt;Okay anyways, my task yesterday was utter failure. I didn't finish my geog and of course didn't start on my last task. I didn't even finish my maths paper. OH CRAP. I DIDN'T FINISH IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, got to go do my maths paper~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869598996907067246-2790333088732199854?l=dreams-tv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/feeds/2790333088732199854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7869598996907067246&amp;postID=2790333088732199854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/2790333088732199854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869598996907067246/posts/default/2790333088732199854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreams-tv.blogspot.com/2010/09/oh-gosh_23.html' title=''/><author><name>tv_addict</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313001630481707000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
