<?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-4682908268717346614</id><updated>2012-01-02T22:53:40.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ME.myself.unique</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ME.myself.unique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08496382503919207197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>95</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-3557923139022186894</id><published>2012-01-02T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:53:40.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2012 has finally come!!I dont know why but I feel that I am kind of confuse..lost the sense of direction.I hope that these feeling will be temporary only..&lt;div&gt;No a very good start of the year I guess but never mind,I hope that the end of the year will be a fulfilling and memorable one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://shivammaheshwari.me/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/confused-cartoon-face.jpg" /&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/4682908268717346614-3557923139022186894?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/3557923139022186894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012-has-finally-comei-dont-know-why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/3557923139022186894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/3557923139022186894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012-has-finally-comei-dont-know-why.html' title=''/><author><name>ME.myself.unique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08496382503919207197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-2473936252956222434</id><published>2011-11-21T22:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T22:26:30.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I managed to see Mr Chan the other day.yay! Came to see him before he leaves for nan chiau high sch.If weren't the fact that he is leaving,I don't know when will I ever want to step inside the school.It seems so distant now..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok back to Mr chan.We chatted a while and he is still the old Mr Chan except by the fact that he sounds much older now..not that ambitious..but as optimistic and cheerful as always(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr Chan,you have taught me,inspired me and nurtured me to become a better person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks a lot(:Hope that you can adapt well in new environment and more pp will appreciate your teaching style. I will miss you dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pBTAN4UNc7c/TspbM8wnBuI/AAAAAAAAADA/KRYPP6ktHLQ/s1600/IMG_0502.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 179px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pBTAN4UNc7c/TspbM8wnBuI/AAAAAAAAADA/KRYPP6ktHLQ/s320/IMG_0502.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677450558280500962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/4682908268717346614-2473936252956222434?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/2473936252956222434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-managed-to-see-mr-chan-other-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/2473936252956222434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/2473936252956222434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-managed-to-see-mr-chan-other-day.html' title=''/><author><name>ME.myself.unique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08496382503919207197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-pBTAN4UNc7c/TspbM8wnBuI/AAAAAAAAADA/KRYPP6ktHLQ/s72-c/IMG_0502.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-4895979800190490142</id><published>2011-10-29T22:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T22:42:38.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The first time I met her was during the orientation camp.We were in the same og group (19).&lt;div&gt;I remember that my first impression of her was not the very good one. I slept beside her during the camp and went on to become not just groupmate but classmate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is a very sweet and humorous person. Whenever I am with her,I never fail to laugh.Once I told her that she is the most beautiful girl in the college which made her laugh like crazy.Oh, one thing I like about her is that she would never want argue with people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time flies so fast. I am gonna miss her terribly next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whichever decision that she makes,whether go overseas or stay here to pursue your study, I hope that you don't ever give up! and wish you all the best.I know that she is sad not bec of that but bec of the fact that she has disappointed her dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw her dad once when he drove her to sch. It can be seen that her dad is quite friendly and dotes her a lot.I hope that you are doing okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YHw3MscfflY?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I saw Jared Bateman just now and he doesn't seem to see/recognize me.Have I changed too much??He is still the same Jared I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;lastly,I got free pizza for lunch:)lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;anyway,thanks 3yi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/4682908268717346614-4895979800190490142?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/4895979800190490142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2011/10/first-time-i-met-her-was-during.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/4895979800190490142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/4895979800190490142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2011/10/first-time-i-met-her-was-during.html' title=''/><author><name>ME.myself.unique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08496382503919207197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/YHw3MscfflY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-2539519376789854735</id><published>2011-10-17T19:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T19:28:05.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was late to school today.&lt;div&gt;Stupid acan (my bro)!he didnt wake me up!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I was too tired yesterday.We have been doing project work the whole day.The deadline for our written report is tmr and finally we have finished everything.Phew...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first time when I hold the copy of colored written report,the feeling of joy and satisfaction are beyond words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSzmlUWH-UbarB2spTRhNMCi7RftAr6Sb2WP9qp7t-V08hJ4TQXkg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Back to this morning,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So I was caught by Mdm Chia who is my gp tutor in the canteen while I was eating bun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Actually she is a kind person though her lesson appears to be quite boring to most of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And I pass my compri!!Shocking right?31/50 leh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;hmm..This year there are quite a number of retainers from our class.Mr Toh mentioned that at least 9 persons will probably retain out of 20 of us.Every one was talking about it and believe me it's super scarry. Those who barely make it to J2 also need to take another test:( that means I have to study now again since I barely pass too.. shit la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch this video!the kids are so cute and innocent! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/goq740lF1vg?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&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/4682908268717346614-2539519376789854735?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/2539519376789854735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-6886960584991164921</id><published>2011-10-04T18:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T19:02:55.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>END OF EXAM!!!!</title><content type='html'>With this promotional exam officially over,I can finally rest for a while.Many people said that it's very hard in jc..Indeed,it has been a challenging months for everyone and in the midst of it,I guess everyone of us needs support from other people.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During this period of time,I am grateful to receive some kindness from strangers who turned to sort of friends.They are there to encourage me and be there to help me if needed since they are doing their revision too.Thanks pp!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;results are not out yet but should have passed most of the subjects except for gp which I will fail terribly..may be will fail phy too.. shall worry later,not going to spoil my mood for the day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;this song has been a soure of inspiration for me whenever I face with difficulties.It's a nice song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NG2zyeVRcbs?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-6886960584991164921?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/6886960584991164921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2011/10/end-of-exam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/6886960584991164921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/6886960584991164921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2011/10/end-of-exam.html' title='END OF EXAM!!!!'/><author><name>ME.myself.unique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08496382503919207197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/NG2zyeVRcbs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-4901500122915864354</id><published>2011-07-31T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T11:53:46.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Study Music Project - Rain Has Gone (Music for Studying)</title><content type='html'>lost a calculator and 2 earpieces!!&lt;div&gt;wonder why am I so careless and forgetful..broke liao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hate pw!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did my part until I didn't even get enough sleep for a week, do hw in between the sch break..but what do they do??simply unwilling to sacrifice their time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then there is nothing that I can do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by the way.my bro gives me a movie ticket bec he sees me so busy with my works and pity me.whatever it is so long as I have free ticket,I am happy:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;feel so relax so decide to share:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/v2wtCKXcnTY?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-4901500122915864354?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/4901500122915864354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2011/07/study-music-project-rain-has-gone-music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/4901500122915864354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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this morning!!!&lt;div&gt;can't take it anymore..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;basically, my problem is that I am not good at writing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the article uses a lot of profound words that kept me occupied through out the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really sick of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must also admit by the fact that I am terribly slow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it took me half an hour to polish up one paragraph..zzzz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-5786060343778790291?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/5786060343778790291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2011/07/have-been-doing-eom-since-this-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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happy.&lt;div&gt;indeed,I am kind of touch by Mr toh's comment on my econs test paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;never pass his test and finally past this exam!!!hohoho...will continue to work hard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;every cloud has its silver lining:)so for those who are despondent ..remember mr chan's words;struggle a bit,and you can make it:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;still need to work hard for promo.60%..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today is joni's birthday which I almost forget&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks to 3yi who called me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-6756960312792714846?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-6852479115966011637</id><published>2011-07-08T20:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T21:00:31.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I should be doing eom but..&lt;/div&gt;I dont know what wrong with me,something is missing..&lt;div&gt;feel so unmotivated,confused,and sleepy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cant concentrate..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really and truly do not wish to study&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the word 'retain' never really bother me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not until now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is very sad to study hard for the sake that you will not retain than for the sake that you want to know more things..that's me currently&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once in a while I will just get bored...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wishing somebody can wake me up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by the way i get b for math and chem!!&lt;br /&gt;it was as if somebody had just stabbed my heart with a knife..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but not that silly yet like some folks who scold the f*word or cry over tht&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-6852479115966011637?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/6852479115966011637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-should-be-doing-eom-but.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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blog.haix&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seems like every one is busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by the way i just finished my exam last friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;phew..feel so good &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it was very painful,feel so helpless,waiting for time to pass  when I did my physic exam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;100% I will fail again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as for gp,that's usual for me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one lesson that you will learn if you go jc is to 'kan kai' as failure is norm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but every now and then I tell myself that i will bounce back.can't afford to screw my a level..wish that I can get into my desired course.if so many pp can do it,I guess I should not be the exception.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh,although yiling takes up most of my time nowadays but I am still glad to have her here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have to teach her eng!!I can't believe it also!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my eng is kind of lousy and whn I flipped to se the ans key or paused to think,she would challenge me ''do you know or not"that kind of thing...haix&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really dono how to teach her leh..but she likes me:) over my bro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so to constantly improve my command in eng so as not to 'malu' myself in front pp especially those folks down here who have high expectation on me,I shall read story book whenever possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lastly HAPPY YOUTH DAY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sadly this year,there is no more youth day present from sch:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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class and I would just call him since only two of us are in clb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not only that, we like to read and  he would recommend me novels ,sometimes we share music and even helped me ran all the way to ..just to ...and he is the first person to stand in the middle of the road and said ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;once he told me that if he ever make to .. he will choose this place &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he got it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reflect back &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am actually quite amazed by him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's  not a smooth path and he had been pestering his parents for 3 months I think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;very determined and courageous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by the way, I am a good student leh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and that complain king said ''s17 math rep,put down your gc. you are under my radar now!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when I looked around I saw pp frm other classes are holding their gcs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just because last time ,I was late for few mins in going to the front to give him the attendance file..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really look foward to the election though it's none of my business..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;been following the news closely..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's getting exciting day by day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-7883573291517894738?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/7883573291517894738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-8270753535760673267</id><published>2011-04-24T15:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T15:49:47.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>although it was last minute&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mdm chee emailed to me my pi review last night at 12.12 am..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wah..I am grateful to her:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-8270753535760673267?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-5568163394591213183</id><published>2011-04-21T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T22:14:21.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whenever I saw pp played piano near the canteen there,I will always feel a tinge of regret.&lt;div&gt;I let them down..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall promise myself,given time,I will re-learn wholeheartedly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joel and I went to nanyang poly today and it's quite 'dao mei'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I lost my ez link card:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dun really want to get a new one..got feeling for old stuff..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we went there to see the artificial intelligent talk,just the two of us,no teacher....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and suddenly I just miss mr chan a lot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;remember those times, he would bring us for event related to phy,sit beside me and we chatted a lot..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in my sec year, most of the time that I  remember the most is during we went for the competition,talks,phy camp..learning is really fun outside the classroom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I come to really learn that everything comes with sacrifices or rather opportunity cost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a matter of choice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;getting busy day by day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-5568163394591213183?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-3872824237465617137</id><published>2011-03-14T20:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T21:21:25.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just bought a new laptop:] yesterday&lt;div&gt;thank you ruby cece anyway though you didn't help me buy and I have to come down to IT show on 5 pm..but at least you called me from china and recommend me your friend...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but well, I didn't buy from him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by the way it's hp again;my new laptop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;err..ruby cece was saying that it's bec of last time she helped me buy that hp,then from now on I stick to hp..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it's quite true..not ever one is comfortable towards a change including me.it's personal prefence ba..most of the time I trust my instinct.. dono leh..don't really trust other brand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some more, the hp service centre really left me a good impression on it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is for jocelyn(I get your name correct now:])&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;err..I suggested puzzle to cx.so she bought it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was on the way to library the other day and I saw puzzle and that time cx happened to ask me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to me,like is just like that puzzle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you have to piece every thing together to see the full image?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;while in the process,you will have to go through a series of prob and ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ai yah I don't know how shall I put..complicated..forget it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wish you have a wonderful time in your poly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by the way enjoy your meal tmr with your favourite teacher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;find me next time,I do miss the vegetarian food..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;suddenly,I miss my sch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will go back sometime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-3872824237465617137?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-5916664766462811241</id><published>2011-03-11T20:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T21:20:09.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I reached sch at 8.15 today..late..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but today is sport day so there is no lesson but still I am not sure what will be the consequence:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sport day is always boring boring and boring...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;my friend and I went for gardening at sch this afternoon.&lt;div&gt;ok it's pretty boring initially.but I think I will like gardening soon:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then I can tend to ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by the way, we actually get to eat rambutan that came from the rambutan tree at sch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the teacher and a gardener were using the long stick,trying to reach for the rambutan while we picked those that was dropped off the tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;quite weird, last time papa used to buy rambutan, a lot of them but I always reluctantly to eat..I don't like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but when I took and tasted it,I begin to rambutan..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I look foward to monday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;frankly, I am quite ashamed as I am always busy ,then all the plan ,presents or whatever it's all done by my friends.I am only need to be present on the day itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(but teacher's day presents were bought by me )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for that,really thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cx once said that most of the time she called me i'II be in clinic ...well,now I am managing mama doc app...hell, so many doc to see!!!getting better still ok..but not improving leh..stupid!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahau was telling me the world does not revolve around you which is true true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;harsh world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;smart itself is no use.a person must have' heart.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some pp just do stuff and don't have any conscience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;practical..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last but not least I am not channel 8 one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am CNA &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope they dun sms me in chinese..hard time to decipher...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-5916664766462811241?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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ama stay healthy always and please don't forget my name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well,it has been a while since I started to go to sch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;erm..every day I would always refrain myself from falling asleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wash face or whatever lar..seriously if I am not suitable to just keep sitting for hours..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;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/4682908268717346614-1405565711748052800?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/1405565711748052800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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le..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was pretty surprised that a bald man kept pestering us buying the casio brand which I have totally no interest of it..he kept on talking and talking...and he said that he has talked a lot so please buy lar...you see pp around al buy but you didn't so pity me lar..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was kind of irritated. firstly we wanted to go  but he perstered us.secondly,he can talk whatever he wants but the decision comes from me,I call the shot.and he is wasting my time.I said I ask my mama first.irritating right??this kind of attitude??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the end I bought the canon from a very polite salesman in another shop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he has a honest look although look can be deceiving but at least he is such a far cry from that uncle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to smu yesterday &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was a really emotional and wonderful day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cried when I was writing a letter,jotted down something that I would like to say if I were to die tmr let say.(touch wood)something that I do not talked about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is the first time I was crying while writing a letter, and I was no the only one I believe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the second time I cried but there are always people ready to offer me tissue or even a hug.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last time when I was receiving olevel result shumin gave me a hug&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this time li ce ce,my cousin gave me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;err..it makes me think of a movie;eat,pray,love &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it says that people need affection ,which is right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is through this kind of activity that let me reflect of something that I often neglected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by the way,I actually wrote taht letter to ahau but I put the address to my cousin's house,li cece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as I am always the one who open the letter box so..kind of awkward&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this few weeks I have been busy with cny stuff so I decided to read a book about time management,to learn how to manage my time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found that this sentence is quite meaningful. it says our life become fulfilling by just trying.I think it does mention something but I cannot remember them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so although we didn't score well for exams or tests,our life is fulfilled.at least we did work hard on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life is always unfair and will always be.look at another side, we will joy behind every single things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't why am I writing this kind of thing ,a reflex action?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;something I would like to do in 2011 would be to go back hkss to see....not that fatty..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by the way,it's kind of irritated sometimes to have a bro in chinese orchestra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he kept calling me to practice flute and perform at sch,called me to come down to listen to co performance which I try to accomodate but seriously I have no time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what is even more he kept singing the rhythm at home, deprive me of my own quietness ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he sings quite badly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now acan also..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they really love chinese orchestra &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-4819478844659579598?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-5833894913974809239</id><published>2011-01-10T21:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T14:33:06.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;so today,I have gotten my o'level result&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I cried.I am a big girl already still cried..don't know why,the tears just kept coming out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ican't remember when was the last time I cried in public but I find that after I have cried,I feel much better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I still wonder why am I getting a b for chem-my favorite subject.and how can it be the same as my bio??I certainly spend more time and effort on chem than bio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I felt pain inside me when I saw a b for chem and a b for phy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;mr chan asked me qns but I really have no mood to feedback to him ,what's wrong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;my mind was blank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;anyway, thanks ms ow,mr chan and mr lawrence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I think I will go jc ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;just give it a try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A big thank you to all teachers who have taught me,I will remember some of you de.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I actually give a deep consideration.next time,I think I will not work for my parents.I am not interested in their jobs, I decided.it's still a long way to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;hmm..shall go exercise tmr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I like this song...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Firework by katy perry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;div id="lyricsContent" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;Do you ever feel like a plastic bag&lt;br /&gt;Drifting throught the wind&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to start again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin&lt;br /&gt;Like a house of cards&lt;br /&gt;One blow from caving in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel already buried deep&lt;br /&gt;Six feet under scream&lt;br /&gt;But no one seems to hear a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that tehre's still a chance for you&lt;br /&gt;Cause there's a spark in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just gotta ignite the light&lt;br /&gt;And let it shine&lt;br /&gt;Just own the night&lt;br /&gt;Like the Fourth of July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause baby you're a firework&lt;br /&gt;Come on show 'em what your worth&lt;br /&gt;Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh!"&lt;br /&gt;As you shoot across the sky-y-y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're a firework&lt;br /&gt;Come on let your colors burst&lt;br /&gt;Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh!"&lt;br /&gt;You're gunna leave 'em fallin' down-own-own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to feel like a waste of space&lt;br /&gt;You're original, cannot be replaced&lt;br /&gt;If you only knew what the future holds&lt;br /&gt;After a hurricane comes a rainbow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're reason why all the doors are closed&lt;br /&gt;So you can open one that leads you to the perfect road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a lightning bolt, your heart will blow&lt;br /&gt;And when it's time, you'll know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just gotta ignite the light&lt;br /&gt;And let it shine&lt;br /&gt;Just own the night&lt;br /&gt;Like the Fourth of July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause baby you're a firework&lt;br /&gt;Come on show 'em what your worth&lt;br /&gt;Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh!"&lt;br /&gt;As you shoot across the sky-y-y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're a firework&lt;br /&gt;Come on slet your colors burst&lt;br /&gt;Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh!"&lt;br /&gt;You're gunna leave 'em fallin' down-own-own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boom, boom, boom&lt;br /&gt;Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon&lt;br /&gt;It's always been inside of you, you, you&lt;br /&gt;And now it's time to let it through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause baby you're a firework&lt;br /&gt;Come on show 'em what your worth&lt;br /&gt;Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh!"&lt;br /&gt;As you shoot across the sky-y-y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're a firework&lt;br /&gt;Come on slet your colors burst&lt;br /&gt;Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh!"&lt;br /&gt;You're gunna leave 'em goin "Oh, oh, oh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;Boom, boom, boom&lt;br /&gt;Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon&lt;br /&gt;Boom, boom, boom&lt;br /&gt;Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>ME.myself.unique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08496382503919207197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-6645894973881252840</id><published>2011-01-01T00:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T00:58:58.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy new year every one. &lt;div&gt;I hope that this year will be a wonderful year for you all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm...quite missed every one,even my china classmates and those who used to irritate me..but overall,they are still good people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;actually I have lots of things to write about but I have not organized my thoughts yet.I do not know where and how to begin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so sleepy now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm..shall write next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-6645894973881252840?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/6645894973881252840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year-every-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/6645894973881252840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/6645894973881252840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year-every-one.html' title=''/><author><name>ME.myself.unique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08496382503919207197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-2623411378661653051</id><published>2010-12-27T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T00:05:46.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't help but kept thinking about that day 24 Dec.afternoon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was queing for taxi at jp for about 1 hour!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the taxi driver was woah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he looked stylish, but the moment I saw a pack of cigarette,hmm... didn't give me a good impression&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what's more, he used his i phone and played farm ville during traffic jam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was kind of considering whether I should put up that safety belt...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he drove very fast and also brake very fast that ahau and I were holding tightly at the handle; almost bumped into another car..phew...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted very much to tell the taxi driver that I am still young and haven't explore the world yet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guess what,upon arrival to 3yi house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he told me to brush up my english..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I am still reading story book during holiday.it just that I didn't listen...nvm I will reflect on my standard. better don't disgrace myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and from his accent , I asked him whether he is a local&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he is a local but just came back from overseas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND HE WAS AN ENGLISH TEACHER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he spoke like an angmoh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we had bbq at ecp and reached home close to 12..I was close crazy as in lack of sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we means 3 yi and my siblings,alicia,ruby and a bunch of pp that I consider I don't know them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had spent my chrismas babysitting the trroublesome aunty's sons.they are so 'active' especially the smallest one;wilmer.I dislike him.he likes to hit people, bad-tempered,and wouldn't let me to hold his hands. It's not that I want to hold his hand but if he happened to lost then I  would be surely doom. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whenever they came,I would take coffee but still I felt sleepy and tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ms chew asked me a question which I could not remember when perhaps two weeks ago..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she asked '' is success very important to you?'' it was kind of random  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what should I say??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to say isn't that success important to everyone??who does not want to be a successful person?why do some people always work so hard??isn't that they hope to success in a particular thing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of course success is important to me but it is not extremely important. success is like my goal when doing stuff.but if I failed, hmm it's still ok, i can take it.I still have a consolation prize, that is, an experience. very funny, when I failed certain stuff, normally I get to learn more than success.so it's a both side view&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if  we don't have a mind to that we want to be succeed in certain things then forever we can not 'move foward' isn't it??and sometimes when one's success in one thing that means, what he/she had done had paid off, giving a sense of satisfaction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;would it be quite rude if i say like that??I guess so plus does my ans makes sense?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's why I just said ya ok lar..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;very sleepy now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-2623411378661653051?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-5065837176261134528</id><published>2010-12-15T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T22:23:23.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been busy which I do not know why&lt;div&gt;I only know pp have been saying 'u look busy'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;erm..okok lor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not know why nowadays mrt has quite a number of pp 'needed special care' as in they are not handicapped but erm..but some sort of mentally not functioning properly.It's quite pitiful.I think that they should not be travelling alone.somebody has to take care of it.I just saw one today inside mrt,on the way home.He was singing loudly...but this one is ok.last time when the one I saw was worse somemore he was holding a cup of brown liquid which I think is probably tea and the lid is not properly sealed.The mrt was kind of packed and I tried to shifted far far away..even the angmoh beside me stood further from him probably afraid the tea might spill out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today,I went to hkss,brought along acan with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suppose,a few more years I will be the shortest among the four of us!haix..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what to do???face it ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have promised to myself!I am going to learn chinese!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;currently I am helping and also learning from my cousin,ruby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;''I should feel honoured bec I am useful??''ya,she right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she is soo powerful and smart,I must admit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what I hate the most is she made me wait for 1 hour 30 minutes!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;somemore sunday!upon waiting I have finished my comic,conan and was reading dan brown book.see..she is so ..haix..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;late is late no excuse.I don't care what standart maraton whatever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she is always like that,always make other people wait..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-5065837176261134528?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/5065837176261134528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-have-been-busy-which-i-do-not-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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jocelyn(jie ting) at seoul garden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the angmoh lady thought that I took for her and extended her hand and I was kind of holding tightly at the bowls and looked at her..(she's quite pretty)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when I realised she wanted that and offered to her,she was embarrassed and refused to take..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was impressed and also underestimated a boy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he came in and looked ordinary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he asked me a few qns abt jc course..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was thinking that he is soo kiasu..and asked him which sch he's from&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guess what he is from ri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I was a bit surprised..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well,he is polite and of course spoke in perfect eng luckily I was not bad..at least I was speaking proper english too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mama is giving a headache!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahau and I were proposing the idea of going ... or whatever lar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since they are so busy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she told me to go back and talk face-to-face to her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is no wonder since I lack of detail..maybe I should write a proposal??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there are so many factors to consider...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this acan,my little bro is also bothering me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think!!how should I deal with them??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm...going to swim tmr 1:)perhaps i will come up with a solution that satisfy every one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lastly,thank you for those who gave me the musical box&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will listen it when I am sleepless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br 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title=''/><author><name>ME.myself.unique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08496382503919207197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-8379595920983623153</id><published>2010-11-23T17:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T17:25:21.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;out of all the songs by linkin park,the one that I like most is this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Leave Out All The Rest" by linkin park&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamed I was missing&lt;br /&gt;You were so scared&lt;br /&gt;But no one would listen&lt;br /&gt;Cause no one else cared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my dreaming&lt;br /&gt;I woke with this fear&lt;br /&gt;What am I leaving&lt;br /&gt;When I'm done here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're asking me&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my time comes&lt;br /&gt;Forget the wrong that I've done&lt;br /&gt;Help me leave behind some&lt;br /&gt;Reasons to be missed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't resent me&lt;br /&gt;And when you're feeling empty&lt;br /&gt;Keep me in your memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;br /&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[End Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid&lt;br /&gt;I've taken my beating&lt;br /&gt;I've shed but I made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm strong on the surface&lt;br /&gt;Not all the way through&lt;br /&gt;I've never been perfect&lt;br /&gt;But neither have you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're asking me&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my time comes&lt;br /&gt;Forget the wrong that I've done&lt;br /&gt;Help me leave behind some&lt;br /&gt;Reasons to be missed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't resent me&lt;br /&gt;And when you're feeling empty&lt;br /&gt;Keep me in your memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;br /&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[End Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting&lt;br /&gt;All the hurt inside&lt;br /&gt;You've learned to hide so well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretending&lt;br /&gt;Someone else can come and save me from myself&lt;br /&gt;I can't be who you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my time comes&lt;br /&gt;Forget the wrong that I've done&lt;br /&gt;Help me leave behind some&lt;br /&gt;Reasons to be missed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't resent me&lt;br /&gt;And when you're feeling empty&lt;br /&gt;Keep me in your memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;br /&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting&lt;br /&gt;All the hurt inside&lt;br /&gt;You've learned to hide so well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretending&lt;br /&gt;Someone else can come and save me from myself&lt;br /&gt;I can't be who you are&lt;br /&gt;I can't be who you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-8379595920983623153?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/8379595920983623153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/11/out-of-all-songs-by-linkin-parkthe-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/8379595920983623153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/8379595920983623153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/11/out-of-all-songs-by-linkin-parkthe-one.html' title=''/><author><name>ME.myself.unique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08496382503919207197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-5258489389152002237</id><published>2010-11-22T18:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T19:26:47.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up at 5.50.last night I slept at 11 sth&lt;div&gt;partly bec my alarm had gone off but also 3 yi called me and asked are you awake?and I said ya so couldn't go back to sleep...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this morning ahau (my bro) and I went to orchard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not for fun but to help out 3 yi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then went to harbour front &amp;amp; vivo city to run an errand for my aunty(troublesome one)before meeting cx for lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wah!this is the first time we had mc donald and there was a short black out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't get me wrong,I don't really like fast food.the only thing that attracts me is the garlic chilli.I love it!fast food is not healthy..once in a while should be fine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then putting aside all the worries,unaccomplished tasks,we went for walk,I cann't remember the name..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's good to get close with nature..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;perhaps I was too tired that I fell asleep inside mrt.when cx called me to alight,I actually wasn't really awake..and immediately collapsed into a heap upon reaching home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am very afraid if the troublesome aunty called me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she called me this morning at 9 o'clock!expect me to finish the task when the thing opens at 1o.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we are family so I just help her since she knows that it's sch holiday! and she asked me to help.can I say no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;phew,finally the thing is done!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though it's not a pleasant task but I still learn a bit from it..I am too stupid le.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nvm next time I will be smart:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br 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title=''/><author><name>ME.myself.unique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08496382503919207197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-4906294023049061443</id><published>2010-11-20T21:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T22:01:27.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;hell,was scolded stupid by mama early this morning on phone..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;initially I thought it was cx and without looking at the no,I spoke too quickly and mama was huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;later on in the afternoon,papa came and scolded me stupid when I told him I have eaten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what's wrong with them??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm..papa was ok but mama doesn't want to be defeated.guess she is in bad mood so better keep quiet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this afternoon..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;compared with this small uncle and his wife,I realised that my parents are the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they put us 1:) than anything &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could see than my aunty 3 yi was smiling when I said that it's personal preference to aunty cui.tough but very meticulous woman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;any ans given will be sabotage by her surely if it doesn't turn out good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wah I spend like 3 hrs down there!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when the price is so expensive,papa looked at me and try to blame me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;says I didn't read up and notice the news &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ridiculous,I straight looked at him and said with sacrasm ,papa,what's my occupation?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he was like huh?so I ans all my qns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said student and what does a student do?study lar. do you think I can afford this?and why would I go and notice this kind of thing?somemore you didn't ask me to look for it..is this my fault?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wah,papa keep quiet straight away.I won!!haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's true that I am lazy and forgetful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it proves that I am a human,leading an ordinary life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;human is not perfect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so does thing(s)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you cannot have all the advatages. it's depend on what you think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whether the certain qualities outweigh the disadvatageous qualities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's the thing that I have learnt during the 3 hours ,watching them do the talking and I was trying to tell them so that they can stop complaining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my parents are still the best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm..I wonder of acan, my little bro is able to go hkss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see whether he has the affinity but of course I hope he can be part of the hkss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;next year,yilin is coming?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-4906294023049061443?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/4906294023049061443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/11/hellwas-scolded-stupid-by-mama-early_20.html#comment-form' title='0 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take pics with these two teachers:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they have been with me from sec 2!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have learnt a lot from these two persons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder if our sch needs relief teacher next year on jan??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish our sch lacks of pp so that I can go and be relief teacher..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm..may be I can teach chem&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-5ASuiMtLg/TOZggR6ju5I/AAAAAAAAACs/hxUp5ioazT0/s1600/with%2Bmr%2Bchan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4-5ASuiMtLg/TOZggR6ju5I/AAAAAAAAACs/hxUp5ioazT0/s320/with%2Bmr%2Bchan.jpg" border="0" alt="" 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auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-5ASuiMtLg/TOZfcBxvtdI/AAAAAAAAACU/_OiunNUzFZ8/s320/grad%2Bnight%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541221326644032978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-4912676271424176899?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/4912676271424176899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/11/so-happymanaged-to-take-pics-with-these.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/4912676271424176899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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slept around midnight last night and woke up at 6 plus...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to toh pahyoh?with mama before dragged myself to vivo,starhub,to get my new sim card&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;actually it's still the old no..was reminded not to put my phone in silent mode...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;about tonight..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am dead beat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm...Ms ow looks so different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was surprised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by the way,she is beautiful &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thinking back abt what that mc has said,I think he is so smart,able to read my thoughts?discipline of course is more impt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am thinking about the question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if I had more time to think just now,organised my thoughts,ermm..maybe plus a sip of chinese tea,I would be able to answer properly..(too cold + so shy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;discipline is still the most important&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;firstly,we always start from ourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is when we are discipline then the learning can take place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we are able to care for others,helping them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a big thank you to those who have shouted so hard for me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will feel very bad if you all sore throat tmr..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh ya, one more thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do I really look so different?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I look too tomboy at sch??I still don't think there is a diff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am still who I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eh,I like the sentence,in life what sometimes appears to be the end,is really a new begining&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;very meaningful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though sec life has ended , it also mark the begining of other journey to the next level.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wah,I am quite hungry now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;didn't really eat just now.. kind of no appetite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time to hunt for food now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-4615868926144510796?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/4615868926144510796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-tiring-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/4615868926144510796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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contacts...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what even more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I almost tripped several times today!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's just not my day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-7936115817574091277?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/7936115817574091277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-day-i-lost-my-hand-phone-inside.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/7936115817574091277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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when I see them??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm... I shall write reflection on my favorite teachers &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have written two days before eng o'level&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;memories will always fade..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was giggling and cringed when I read the reflection I wrote just b4 the start of o'level&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so silly! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so engrossed that pp were looking at me but I don't care(I was reading  near the swim pool)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read a book yesterday,it's really meaningful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it explained my feeling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no matter how good u r, u will be criticized&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just like orange.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do what u think is right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u can't do sth that will satisfied every body&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the qns on what do you do during your free time still come across my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the truth is,if she didn't ask,I wouldn't have gone back to think abt it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;actually I don't really like swimming but occasionally is ok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;still a bit afraid of water..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and partly bec my little bro spoil my goggle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but now I have bought a new one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hell,was planning to buy a red one bec normally I had white or blue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but was told to get grey better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my bro says I am not that kind of pp who likes for attention&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he says that I like to wear dark colour clothes but I like light colours also&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well in the end still get grey..xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when I am stress&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I will go jogging or cycling until I am sweat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;walking is also something I did very often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;talking.&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;omg! billy is going to drag me by hook or by crook..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dun worry,what I had promised ,I will do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm...the purpose to wait until this time bec now u have the feeling of what ah..diff to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;previously was for fun if we did.now, I think u will cherish that.am I right huh??whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's what I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I m a weirdo perhaps..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway I think mr chan is right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm.. adventurous person,I shall keep it in mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder if he is reading dan brown book?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shall ask him next time..tmr??if I see him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-5229485031808159389?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/5229485031808159389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/11/tomorrow-is-my-last-day-in-school-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/5229485031808159389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/5229485031808159389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/11/tomorrow-is-my-last-day-in-school-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ME.myself.unique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08496382503919207197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-5547258312322911115</id><published>2010-11-13T19:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T19:15:51.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am hoping for anyone available to teach me bio.&lt;div&gt;It's so irritating and confusing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;two exam pps from two diff sch offer diff ans for same qns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which one should I trust??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have no idea how and what to do..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's always the same study pattern for chinese language.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;without fail,I always practice how to write yours sincerely,dear so and so,or make sure I know how to write how are you this kind of thing.get the format right..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the only diff is  for prelim and this exam I didn't memorize compos for both languages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bio leh??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't wait for exam to over...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;envy those who had finished their exam.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haix..&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/4682908268717346614-5547258312322911115?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/5547258312322911115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-am-hoping-for-anyone-available-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/5547258312322911115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/5547258312322911115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-am-hoping-for-anyone-available-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ME.myself.unique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08496382503919207197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-4109634135765275886</id><published>2010-11-12T15:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T16:10:55.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a lot of things to say that I don't even know where and how to begin...&lt;div&gt;but firstly I am definitely not going to use this laptop!!(my bro's) which is  quite small!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;argh.. I wish I can go back to use mine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;these few days,I have been staying back at sch..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;anyway it's only a few days.once the exam finish,we are not coming back till 2011.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall wait for any changes in sch next year..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well very funny just now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mrs tan was saying that she ate to distressed and said that can lead a normal life once sch stable which she mentioned one more year and she will lose 10 pounds.fit into her cheongsam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were smiling..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I looked at the poster of health lifestyle and kept quiet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she said that no time to exercise..so contradicting..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said sth basically the main point is if u don't have time to do it right, u r going to start all over.I read it somewhere which I thought is meaningful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am wondering why every one likes to say old already&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she was saying that just now,old woman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then ms ow also likes to say that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mama also..no.mama will ask four of us,is your mama very old?and I will always say ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wondered,will I say it when I am very old??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;through this o'level,I have learnt sth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my bro was telling me that I looked relax,still doing things that I like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I looked at him and said life goes on even when u don't have exam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I study and try my best and the rest is up heaven&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the idea is to try&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember mama said when we do sth,we do it wholeheartedly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;never mind the results and along the way we will  learn other things..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;still have a lot to write abt &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; but got to stop here 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-4109634135765275886?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/4109634135765275886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-have-lot-of-things-to-say-that-i-dont.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;there is always another appointment to be met, another bill to pay,another lesson to attend,another uneventful day.we have synchronised our watches,studied our calender,existed in minutes and completely forgotten to step back and see what we have accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,this holiday&lt;br /&gt;I was a babysitter?tourguide??a daughter?a niece?supervisor?&lt;br /&gt;whoah so many roles to play'&lt;br /&gt;I am by now so well known for 'not picking up my phone'&lt;br /&gt;that's how busy I am.&lt;br /&gt;I was busied with hmm.. well,family,extended family rather,house?&lt;br /&gt;mr sim is right.if your house has no problem then your house is abnormal.&lt;br /&gt;mine is normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holiday spent to in bring mama to see doctor which was not a pleasant one.baby sit 4 cousins?boys some more!they are so active! repair lots of stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw mama was telling me to speak nice words oh no it's to learn how to flatter a bit.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to acan,who flattered mama and papa until they were so happy&lt;br /&gt;to me, those words were all bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;I always believe that action speaks louder than words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;nowadays i was trying to control nervousness, old disease&lt;br /&gt;that's the reason most of the time I look down while...it's also to ensure that I don't fall down.&lt;br /&gt;well thanks to mama,I am sort of recovered!she should have treat me earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still hate that guard&lt;br /&gt;he claimed to be new  when I told him sth for him to ans&lt;br /&gt;then I found a loophole when he kept giving excuses,said' yesterday I didn't see it, the thing was working properly'&lt;br /&gt;hA!but I didn't expose him.an old fox huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>ME.myself.unique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08496382503919207197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-5988206858380244536</id><published>2010-08-09T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T22:44:35.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am afraid of oral exam!!&lt;br /&gt;pls don't let me stammer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;kind of worried abt mama&lt;br /&gt;she's sick&lt;br /&gt;went to see the doctor,4 times al&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking yesterday,if one day I happen to be a doctor I think I attribute it to her.I just can't figure it out hmm...human body is so complicated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>ME.myself.unique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08496382503919207197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-2047055383802631282</id><published>2010-08-07T08:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T09:18:15.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm..this is the first time I felt like I was running for life.this is the first time I ran so fast&lt;br /&gt;I have this mind&lt;br /&gt;since I am leaving sch soon,so I thought of getting sth to uh..so that I can place it somewhere err..so I will kind of remember ?whatever&lt;br /&gt;thx to a sec 5 girl who kept telling me to run when I was about to give up&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know that she was the one that time I shared my umbrella with her during rainy days&lt;br /&gt;it was she who told me.hmm..what a coincidence..&lt;br /&gt;later on she asked me whether it's worth and whether I regret.and I said no.&lt;br /&gt;she said sth which I think it's true.&lt;br /&gt;hmm..anyway partly bec I saw someone behind me and a person.pride doesn't allow me stop I supposed.it was like I saw a dog chasing me,so scarry..(no offense to the person)well,she is just behind me,no 9.who is this person?hmm..she is the one who doubted my eng ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,I think mdm tay should rephrase her words&lt;br /&gt;that's kind of a bit negative&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to tell her,it's not hard and I love myself so don't worry.but I always can't really speak what I wanted to say..so kept quiet again..&lt;br /&gt;sports train u to be.......though I don't really like to do sport but once in a while it's ok.&lt;br /&gt;It during those running moment ,ideas popped out in  mind. now I understand.u really gt to feel it then u will understand the it.experience it is better that read out the words that u can find eeasily in.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way I wasn't really fainted&lt;br /&gt;I just too tired and just try to lie down that time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-2047055383802631282?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/2047055383802631282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/08/hmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/2047055383802631282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/2047055383802631282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/08/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>ME.myself.unique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08496382503919207197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-6213702353578707338</id><published>2010-08-02T22:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T22:40:09.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am bothered by the word,which I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;called me very noisy??when the rest were far more noisy than me.I merely trying to retrieve the solution pp.&lt;br /&gt;I actually kept re-playing the scene to reflect whether I was very noisy and I think I should not get scolded... stupid facial expression.&lt;br /&gt;to u,may be u have forgotten but u failed to realised what was the effect on the other person.&lt;br /&gt;in past I used to think that u were that kind of very understanding..&lt;br /&gt;but too bad,now impression of u is diff.&lt;br /&gt;it's ok to scold me if I am really wrong I will take it but u only scolded me.somemore I talked just to get back the pp which u borrowed and lend it to others and the others didn't give me back. it's ur fault,half way.u lent it to the rest while we came first and didn't tell the them to return us.if not print for us lar..always like that.after lesson I still have bio.can't stay there ,match the ans and u didn't allow pp to bring home and u give always at last minute.&lt;br /&gt;I think I won't talk if possible to u.if it can't be prevented,I will make short and clipped.&lt;br /&gt;u make me sort of dislike maths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like pp call me noisy&lt;br /&gt;I can go on shutting my mouth for hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly,after a careful thought I think the idea of becoming diamond seems appealing to me.undergo it may tough but it worth..at the end of the day u will not left with feeling of regret.that's what I have just realised.. don't wait.I just realised it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-6213702353578707338?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/6213702353578707338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-am-bothered-by-words-called-me-very.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/6213702353578707338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;very boring and it kinds of infuriate me.&lt;br /&gt;there's no room to compromise&lt;br /&gt;the best is to keep quiet and didn't even bother to explain&lt;br /&gt;so let it be.&lt;br /&gt;hate pp that have extreme confidence that they don't want to hear other's pp opinion.so unreasonable right??&lt;br /&gt;but seriously she really misunderstood me&lt;br /&gt;your inference fail.&lt;br /&gt;I am just trying to listen properly and be serious.but she thinks that kind of me look so odd??is it??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-146633148417080428?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/146633148417080428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-6842263593249227062</id><published>2010-07-15T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T22:25:35.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Two things happened to ahau(joni)my bro&lt;br /&gt;1.he inadvertently left his cellphone in the taxi&lt;br /&gt;2.he is admitted in the hospital though he actually went to two diff clinics b4 that and&lt;br /&gt;he missed sch days..&lt;br /&gt;luckily that time li ce came and fetch him to aunt's house&lt;br /&gt;at least there's someone who took care of him&lt;br /&gt;I never know that it would be so serious..&lt;br /&gt;pls don't go to clinic at jp next time bec it's sort of useless.never ever cheated by the long que.&lt;br /&gt;erm..it's like when u see a lot of pp que for food,u will tend to join as u think the food might tastes delicious.to me,i am sort of weirdo bec normally when I want to buy food I will go to stalls that have less pp.why?I don't waste my time on quieing up and the food might not suit my appetite though it might appear appealing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but so many things happen on me..&lt;br /&gt;I mean of course my stuffs are of no importance compared to his health&lt;br /&gt;it is a far cry indeed yet nevertheless they bother me a lot&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but I still feel so uncomfortable abt the reports I did&lt;br /&gt;really feel so demoralise&lt;br /&gt;I mean of course they are of low quality but ..&lt;br /&gt;haiya I still don't like it..I mean I did then I knew what's wrong .that's fine with me&lt;br /&gt;not until I did 3 or 4 then I knew that they are the same;lousy.and all are futile.then what's the point of telling us to do so much in the first place?not one by one we do then we check for mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;shoot to the point.don't waste my time.don't waste everybody's time.&lt;br /&gt;don't always ...once in a blue moon,I still can take it&lt;br /&gt;if it's always like that,how can I stand it?&lt;br /&gt;there is always limit though...I know it means no offence but it's really irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope tmr will be a better day&lt;br /&gt;phew..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-6842263593249227062?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/6842263593249227062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/07/two-things-happened-to-ahaujonimy-bro-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/6842263593249227062'/><link 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height&lt;br /&gt;I was 'omg no!'err.. lucky that was not materialise..&lt;br /&gt;but that's ok&lt;br /&gt;cx is right,it seems that we have affinity with her?I don't care and I don't believe.&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to have anything to do with ...&lt;br /&gt;she almost did nothing compared to 'her' how can she replace 'her'? I observed it since sec 2and ''this .. and ...'' cleared the impression I had of co-form and form in hkss.&lt;br /&gt;sec 2 with her then sec 4 also. luckily sec 3.so it's ok.&lt;br /&gt;it just that to me,it is of no variety .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reflect,sec 2 was the worst I had ever encountered.and I hate it to the core.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to them I don't have a good image of sch?that was really a nightmare..&lt;br /&gt;I still don't wish to...whenever possible ...I bet so does most of us esp cx.I know that.well,now u r free!!someday.. be ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,bio lesson was boring?&lt;br /&gt;but I feel a tinge of ermm.. I don't know.pity,sad as a person said the sentence.the person repeated but nobody seemed to care..no one made a remark.even I,myself was loss for words..It was really ...I didn't really dare to look at the expression..I just drank in every sentences silently.I was thinking of..but I need to check 1 if possible.must tell cx later,hear her comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't know how to write the testimonial&lt;br /&gt;but he extended to mon which I forgot if I did say thank you to him??&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember..but it is good to have pp that r so flexible,can compromise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems like most?or all? 4a pp don't like..&lt;br /&gt;today surprisingly somebody was telling abt ..to me.it's sort of..&lt;br /&gt;I have heard quite a lot of comments and I did taste the capable of..&lt;br /&gt;i remember when I came all the way,climbing,running,perspiring to.. and ..dismissed me w/o finishing my sentence.since that day i really quite believe what cx said..she left a bad impression.it was until after mid year she 'may be crazy' smile at me???I was looking back to see whether anyone was behind me.no.&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to open my mouth to say,good morning.but I was thinking the morning will not be good for me if I bump into..so i decided to say morning out of respect but..nowhere to be seen.that's very slow of me.&lt;br /&gt;now,I am neutral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..to my relief,ama's condition is getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh!I need to find acan now!do chem report!tons phy ws?uh??a math hw?e math hw?eng hw?bio hw?phew luckily I have finished my ss..gotta go..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-3928291561935433043?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-1591416874665450334</id><published>2010-06-27T21:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T21:53:26.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>that's random..&lt;br /&gt;I found her sitting in the chair,waiting for me??I don't know but she spoke when I sat down&lt;br /&gt;she talked to me about sth that bothered her&lt;br /&gt;I was careful with my words,afraid that they would be sensitive to her.&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;it was a huge blow to her.&lt;br /&gt;I could see that she was trying to choke back her tears&lt;br /&gt;I realized that I was kind of afraid to look into her eyes&lt;br /&gt;they were full of pain,erm..worry,revealed that she's lost somewhere in the jungle,trying to find the way out.&lt;br /&gt;she works too hard for them and dotes them a lot&lt;br /&gt;but in turns they took things for granted..&lt;br /&gt;girls are always better than boys.I like this sentence.&lt;br /&gt;the world has changed drastically.I think I am no that inhuman ho?&lt;br /&gt;we,as a human beings have to have some erm..how shall I put??err...dunno how to say...&lt;br /&gt;no matter how smart u r ,how successful u r , I think we have to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well ama is in hospital&lt;br /&gt;yilin is worried abt her..which impressed me.still girls are the best.&lt;br /&gt;look at my two bros&lt;br /&gt;they didn't even shoot me lots of qns&lt;br /&gt;I mean express their concerns at least&lt;br /&gt;hope she gets well soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-1591416874665450334?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/1591416874665450334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/06/thats-random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/1591416874665450334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/1591416874665450334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/06/thats-random.html' title=''/><author><name>ME.myself.unique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08496382503919207197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-2491757130508598239</id><published>2010-06-26T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T22:58:49.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM GOING TO EXPLODE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;what a day!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;know what!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;this beloved sister of mine,yilin,the youngest performed an experiment today&lt;br /&gt;mixed my cleanser with my lotion!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I just found it!while I was washing my face..&lt;br /&gt;I saw the greenish liquid becomes so dilute and the smell becomes so weird&lt;br /&gt;somebody must have done sth on it.and the somebody is none other than her.&lt;br /&gt;who else dare to do this kind of thing?esp my stuff?&lt;br /&gt;I even sniffed all the bottles in the bathroom!but somehow could guess it&lt;br /&gt;I even washed twice,trying to figure out..&lt;br /&gt;a pyjamas and a towel on neck,I stormed out.&lt;br /&gt;initially I wasn't angry bec I want her to confess yet I was so dissappointed that I have to use tactic to lure her to confess.haix..&lt;br /&gt;and now I am boiling with rage!!&lt;br /&gt;my voice sounded louder than I thought when she told me what!!&lt;br /&gt;it was an accident.I said ok and told her to explain.know what!later on she told me for fun?!!&lt;br /&gt;she told me she wanted to try. I told to describe it!just so curious on how to mix it.&lt;br /&gt;she didn'answer at first so I told her the entire story that I imagined whis she nodded meekly&lt;br /&gt;I snapped sharply that I would certainly let try but pour a bit for her if she told which I mean it. but she messed up everything!!&lt;br /&gt;haven't finished yet.I also found that she mixed my lotion that I bought recently!!!&lt;br /&gt;this is insane!!&lt;br /&gt;I rather give up my stupid lotion.but my cleanser?&lt;br /&gt;it costs much more than the lotion!!and it's new!!&lt;br /&gt;a 10 minutes lecture is enough&lt;br /&gt;I could not bring myself to scold her anymore lar..argghhh..&lt;br /&gt;she is wrong if she thinks that I saw her ..face,I stopped questioning her.I don't buy it ok!&lt;br /&gt;but haiya...what to do?she is still a kid.don't ever do that!the next time I caught it,she'II be dead meat,I promised not going to let her off.&lt;br /&gt;don't think that she is the youngest she has the authority to anyhow mess up other pp stuff&lt;br /&gt;that's very bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I was fierce just now that the room was in absolute silent&lt;br /&gt;ahau tried to make me laugh but luckily I didn't do so&lt;br /&gt;It was a time to serious!&lt;br /&gt;I could feel eyes were on me,trying to figure out what's my next move&lt;br /&gt;yet i just stood there ,frowning at her.remember I am&lt;br /&gt;my bros were quiet which was a good at least.&lt;br /&gt;don't try to infuriate me pls.this is not the thing that she did!the rest I don't want to pursue..&lt;br /&gt;try to call mama but she didn't answer.&lt;br /&gt;what should I do now??&lt;br /&gt;I am so worried....&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what will happen to my face???&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaaaaaah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-2491757130508598239?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-4842308204602045579</id><published>2010-06-25T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T21:23:20.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>arrrggggggg!&lt;br /&gt;somebody gotta help me!&lt;br /&gt;I really have no idea on how to deal with my fat brother..&lt;br /&gt;he is currently my'bodyguard'&lt;br /&gt;he follows me everywhere and I have to supervise him&lt;br /&gt;it's an arduous task&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can use a tape to seal his lips so that he keeps quite at least for a few hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I am able to fall asleep tonight&lt;br /&gt;better be,pls...&lt;br /&gt;why is it just so difficult to sleep??everything is so comfortable&lt;br /&gt;I am physically tired but this brain of mine just doesn't want to rest&lt;br /&gt;this sleeping issue is going to drive me 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it!go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-1862688660440247412?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/1862688660440247412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/06/seeing-her.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/1862688660440247412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/1862688660440247412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/06/seeing-her.html' title=''/><author><name>ME.myself.unique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08496382503919207197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-2106243680527925031</id><published>2010-06-22T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T21:31:43.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a few more days&lt;br /&gt;I have to go back to sch&lt;br /&gt;feeling:neutral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother,acan has come!&lt;br /&gt;omg!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how shall I put??&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;I am speechless...&lt;br /&gt;not abt my bro lar&lt;br /&gt;errrm the whole thing seems surreal..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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liao?dzzzz...&lt;br /&gt;volatile mood&lt;br /&gt;luckily I come today or I'II be dead meat!&lt;br /&gt;seems like everybody is kind of afraid of him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-5729223250402851451?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/5729223250402851451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/06/quick-post-b4-i-got-to-go-busy-ah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/5729223250402851451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/5729223250402851451'/><link 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in the toilet abt to open the door..&lt;br /&gt;3 yi came..&lt;br /&gt;she is a woman of her words and I am quite amazed by it&lt;br /&gt;we talked abt may cece..&lt;br /&gt;it has been a long time since I saw her&lt;br /&gt;the last time was 31 dec 2009 at 3 yi place bbq&lt;br /&gt;she was so 'high' that time..&lt;br /&gt;wah, now she wants to quit ah??I thought she's doing quite well..&lt;br /&gt;may cece is one of the kind pp that I have met&lt;br /&gt;well,wish her all the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home sweet home!&lt;br /&gt;wait for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-8761974314178133041?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/8761974314178133041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-7059701883369777880</id><published>2010-06-14T20:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T21:31:25.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>can I say the class outing is a successful one??&lt;br /&gt;we made it despite odds.&lt;br /&gt;I even nearly got into trouble this morning&lt;br /&gt;shh...shall forget it and never mention.&lt;br /&gt;I was still worried just now...&lt;br /&gt;I still hate that ,err stupid wire!or whatever it is called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, today some of us went to cycle.It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;cx and I excused ourselves for home around 7 sth&lt;br /&gt;my arms are red now!except the part I used to wear the watch&lt;br /&gt;tarek did sth very funny today when we were at bedok mrt station..&lt;br /&gt;he almost slipped..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a emotional day?&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;first mr wee told me that I was the one my bro called on that very moment.ok I think Iwas a bit touched.&lt;br /&gt;secondly,she came and help us with the potatoes,corns,and sweet potatoes.I felt so touched and also embarrassed.sorry ah, I don't know a those stuff. previously I never do such work so I didn't know...but now,I know already.actually she didn't have to help but ah,well,I think I owe her a 'thank you' but she's gone.aiyah.&lt;br /&gt;thirdly,I was so elated?I think more to thankful to mr law bec he dropped us to pioneeer mrt.&lt;br /&gt;Iwas wondering what is it like to sit inside the car with three teachers frm our sch?I think it's ok.&lt;br /&gt;seems like a lot of pp like soccer very much except for my family??I got to ask them some day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think nowadays I have changed into a calm and patient person.&lt;br /&gt;hehe..good sign!&lt;br /&gt;I was sort of looking foward for today that I woke up quite early..&lt;br /&gt;cx wasn't in good mood today...now should be ok le ba..&lt;br /&gt;I was just a bit uncomfortable on the way they texted her&lt;br /&gt;I thought it's quite rude and I am still thinking.....&lt;br /&gt;c'mon we r civilised pp..&lt;br /&gt;to other pp may be not weird but to cx??hard to believe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,I just the urged to thank everyone who managed to turn up and those who had helped out,contributed time, sweat??or whatever...&lt;br /&gt;hmm...pls only think of the good moments&lt;br /&gt;forget abt the bad ones if there's any...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words spread around pretty fast&lt;br /&gt;finally I agree with this statement!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-7059701883369777880?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-3760710567742231510</id><published>2010-06-11T20:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T21:17:18.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this afternoon,cx and I were in the ntuc fair price&lt;br /&gt;cx told me that I should be honoured to be served by the manager&lt;br /&gt;it's okay bec I think he had nothing to do that's why he came and served us on his own&lt;br /&gt;at first I didn't know he is the manager for he is too young&lt;br /&gt;that's why I asked for name tag.don't be fooled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that I went to meet shumin&lt;br /&gt;it has been a long tme since we went out together&lt;br /&gt;so we went for pc show&lt;br /&gt;the canon girl almost won my heart and I even praised her.&lt;br /&gt;I almost.well, almost..then as we walked pass the laxemark,the indian girl started to uh.. kind of tell me to buy the 4 in 1 printer.it's cheap.&lt;br /&gt;but I wasn't interested.I don't like the way she persuade.more of to her own uh..sales rank??than cater to customer's needs.It's so fake.&lt;br /&gt;yeah,it's cheap,the printer but in long run??not at all&lt;br /&gt;what I bought at last was a fuji xerox printer.&lt;br /&gt;she is right after all...it's beautiful and in long run she said it's worth..luckily I made the call..&lt;br /&gt;so I recall back of her words..hmm...she managed to affect me w/o really tell what I have to ....&lt;br /&gt;this method proves effective on me.I can use next time hehe..to persuade others..&lt;br /&gt;but I wanted to tell her if she does the math so do I.I am not that dumb yet you see.but I still thank her for that piece of advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shumin bought a wii game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank shumin a lot&lt;br /&gt;if weren't her I think I would be stuck down there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today,ahau my bro group won $1000 for his competittion,so one person is$ 200&lt;br /&gt;it's a lot to him and he earned it with his own ability!a good start&lt;br /&gt;hmm,his effort paid off!!!for he devoted all his time in this project&lt;br /&gt;yesterday he wasn't in good mood somemore and this morning he was disturbing me!&lt;br /&gt;I am going to hehe..ask him to treat me!!compensation..&lt;br /&gt;he is estatic that he could hardly contain his happiness..&lt;br /&gt;feel so happy for him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzz...&lt;br /&gt;I declared that I am officially being attacked by 'lazy' virus&lt;br /&gt;even dettol is in vain to kill the virus....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh,must remember to think of back up plan..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-3760710567742231510?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-3684491371052505595</id><published>2010-06-10T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T23:07:04.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today ch,sw,shakir and I were having lunch together.&lt;br /&gt;went to mac...&lt;br /&gt;It's really what I wanted but we thought of sharkir&lt;br /&gt;we were thinking abt having you mian, 4A's favourite&lt;br /&gt;must eat halal food.but hor,I didn't see the halal sign in the mac though it doesn't sell pork..&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah,ever since the stupid exercise on the biology&lt;br /&gt;90% similar ,he and I,the gene lar&lt;br /&gt;stupid what we got widow peak hair,straight thumb,tounge can roll, and many more lah&lt;br /&gt;she kept make fun of us,I know she's joking,let her laugh more.it's healthy anyway&lt;br /&gt;every sentence that he said / I said she will be able to twist it to link to the two of us..I supposed today she was to..ba.&lt;br /&gt;but hor,we r diff&lt;br /&gt;I remember he said sth&lt;br /&gt;and Mrs yap looked at me and I looked at her&lt;br /&gt;we were sitting around my usual place&lt;br /&gt;she gave that kind of uh..dono ho to say expression before the two of us laughed&lt;br /&gt;that where we r diff bec I won't say such thing.&lt;br /&gt;she seems to be so ceoncern abt our class stuff&lt;br /&gt;ask some qns but uh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh,today I saw her&lt;br /&gt;I think she's a bit tired,judging frm her face&lt;br /&gt;but didn't dare to mention.I find that maybe I am a timorous person.&lt;br /&gt;it reminds me of how late I slept recently&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;I figure my life will be that kind of must work and work or at least moving a lot&lt;br /&gt;now sch holiday,I have less thing to do and consume less energy plus a bit lazy and more time for nap&lt;br /&gt;that's the retribution is can't fall asleep at night time&lt;br /&gt;serves me right perhaps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it took me two years or so to discover the beauty of...&lt;br /&gt;isn't it too late???&lt;br /&gt;I begin to enjoy...it's kind of art..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr will be a long and hard day ahead&lt;br /&gt;better go and catch some sleep now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-3684491371052505595?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/3684491371052505595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/06/today-chswshakir-and-i-were-having.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/3684491371052505595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/3684491371052505595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/06/today-chswshakir-and-i-were-having.html' title=''/><author><name>ME.myself.unique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08496382503919207197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-170990204959805743</id><published>2010-06-09T23:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T08:00:17.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just came back!from co bbq.&lt;br /&gt;I was sort of busied myself the whole time..that I lost track of time.&lt;br /&gt;hmm...kind of really afraid of coronary heart disease or diabetes..&lt;br /&gt;esp recently the %tage of young pp getting that coronary heart disease is increasing&lt;br /&gt;I think I am that kia si type..&lt;br /&gt;but It's not too young to contemplate about all sort of diseases that will likely to struck u if u don't control your diet.&lt;br /&gt;A lot of pp are telling me that I am very conscious abt my diet..&lt;br /&gt;hmm...yeah perhaps.told u all lo,I am kind of kia si and I think that we should responsible for our health..&lt;br /&gt;some of my friend were saying that the sch drink stall will go bankrupt if all the pp are like me..&lt;br /&gt;haha...bec I don't buy sweet drink after meal,during recess.&lt;br /&gt;I think it's quite true..but I will buy hot milo or milk..&lt;br /&gt;don't you all think that plain water is the best???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,back to the bbq&lt;br /&gt;the food was not tempting but frightening&lt;br /&gt;I saw the oil...wah...sorry ah too fussy...I resist the urge to uh..use the tissue pp to..&lt;br /&gt;erm,cx knows best.&lt;br /&gt;and I ate it.felt a bit eerie..like...&lt;br /&gt;and when I recalled,gosh!I ate quite a lot of sugary stuff...&lt;br /&gt;sweet potatoes, corns, ice kacang, ice lemon tea.&lt;br /&gt;mainly bec nobody's eating the corn then I ate it bec there was a lot...&lt;br /&gt;shall go work out this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;but generally it was wonderful day..&lt;br /&gt;no certain pp and I felt that I wasn't in chinatown for the first time in co..haha..it's true lor..&lt;br /&gt;well,kind of enjoying myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh,just remember!!!I felt I was so dumb!&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to cx over the phone..&lt;br /&gt;I as walking then from sch to the bbq pit which is outside sch..&lt;br /&gt;we were discussing abt class outing stuff and I forgot to bring my bag along with me!!&lt;br /&gt;It was when I was halfway in the journey, I felt a bit odd and I saw that everybody was carrying their bags.and they asked me where is my bag?&lt;br /&gt;then what??&lt;br /&gt;went back sch again to take my bag,no wonder I felt lighter w/o my bag.&lt;br /&gt;how could I forgot??&lt;br /&gt;then when I headed with a junior of mine ,two of us didn't know the location.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't dare to call...I have to try 1,I told myself.&lt;br /&gt;this is when I use my eyes and ears&lt;br /&gt;they were so noisy so I figured out the way and I saw in distance.ha!it's them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this lesson taught me to be more alert!&lt;br /&gt;don't discuss things over the phone when you are walking.&lt;br /&gt;it's like don't use handphone when you drive or else you will ended up driving to the wrong place...which reminds me of ruby teo( my cousin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once bitten&lt;br /&gt;twice shy&lt;br /&gt;three ah..I dont' try&lt;br /&gt;or rather I dont't want to try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more thing&lt;br /&gt;I had dropped hints or kept persuade her today&lt;br /&gt;but uh..she has the rights to decide.this kind of thing I can't help much.&lt;br /&gt;she knew what i was trying to say but erm.. it's really her decision..&lt;br /&gt;you know what I mean,when you choose that then you sacrifice this..&lt;br /&gt;like a bird,bird has wing so it can fly wherever it wants.who is going to control?nobody.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes she has to figured out, I think she knows that..but must give her time&lt;br /&gt;she will realise it sometime..&lt;br /&gt;all of us are kind of worrying abt her&lt;br /&gt;it's very kind of u all trying to help her..&lt;br /&gt;she will appreciate it sometimes perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how should I put...&lt;br /&gt;if I can help or we can help then we try help but if she's not listening,what can we do?&lt;br /&gt;it's the limit.let nature takes its course..she can afford not for a long time but at the moment can lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strange,&lt;br /&gt;with her,I feel that I am moving in a slower pace..&lt;br /&gt;normally, I guess everbody knows..&lt;br /&gt;I eat and walk pretty fast..&lt;br /&gt;she is a nice girl.polite.but too quiet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-170990204959805743?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/170990204959805743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-just-came-backfrom-co-bbq.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/170990204959805743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/170990204959805743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-just-came-backfrom-co-bbq.html' title=''/><author><name>ME.myself.unique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08496382503919207197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-3333615534329231514</id><published>2010-06-05T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T22:43:35.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the RV co performance was fabulous&lt;br /&gt;well done Alicia!&lt;br /&gt;I think a lot of things had been done behind the back&lt;br /&gt;I can imagine that,after all I was a co member&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;to shout in front of hundreds of pp in the auditorium isn't  something easy!&lt;br /&gt;finally I did it!&lt;br /&gt;I could feel some eyes were on my direction..&lt;br /&gt;I shouted bec I promised alicia,she desperately wanted?,I think it would boost her confidence?,she needed my support.&lt;br /&gt;this is her big day.&lt;br /&gt;apparently,I just realized that someone had to take the first step to do it.then the rest would start to give support to the performers.&lt;br /&gt;actually,I didn't dare at first..I tried to open my mouth,no words came out..&lt;br /&gt;it took me a lot of courage!&lt;br /&gt;and I feel paiseh... but anyway I overcame it!!&lt;br /&gt;satisfied!!&lt;br /&gt;I told my bro that no one would thought it's us!frm hkss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah,papa just called to force to go back&lt;br /&gt;mama better,so considerate..&lt;br /&gt;look like yilin is going to have her exam..&lt;br /&gt;so I have to teach her...&lt;br /&gt;but won't go back  in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh,lastly&lt;br /&gt;if there is anyone whom I talked the longest over the phone in the world&lt;br /&gt;that would be you,cx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-3333615534329231514?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/3333615534329231514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/06/rv-co-performance-was-fabulous-well.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/3333615534329231514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/3333615534329231514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/06/rv-co-performance-was-fabulous-well.html' title=''/><author><name>ME.myself.unique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08496382503919207197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-8325469921859653995</id><published>2010-06-01T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T20:41:13.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today,it's just not my day&lt;br /&gt;rather don't mention or it will take a long long hours to finish&lt;br /&gt;argggh....&lt;br /&gt;hopefully,will learn from this lesson..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wondering........&lt;br /&gt;why is it so hard to say the words ''thank you'' ??&lt;br /&gt;a word thank you can bring a great impact on others&lt;br /&gt;it shows that one appreciates other's in whatever stuff..&lt;br /&gt;courtesy costs nothing&lt;br /&gt;and it's some kind of respect,isn't it???&lt;br /&gt;appreciate pp's work lar though it's not the best out of it but at least it's done.on time.&lt;br /&gt;then lots of things can be altered de mah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still...&lt;br /&gt;dad is the best!&lt;br /&gt;I feel like going back ler...&lt;br /&gt;must wait...&lt;br /&gt;haix..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-8325469921859653995?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/8325469921859653995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/06/todayits-just-not-my-day-rather-dont.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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today,since I don't go to sch and the rest are busy so I relented.&lt;br /&gt;no more next time please..&lt;br /&gt;as a result,my head is throbbing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad gave me the no and told me to call&lt;br /&gt;believe me,I was reluctant and I never thought of calling that person&lt;br /&gt;and today I did! It took  me a few minutes to persuade myself to hit the button&lt;br /&gt;and I managed to speak for about a minute and hand over to...&lt;br /&gt;the feeling was fear and of course mix with anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;phew...it's over&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-9066303958763698534?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/9066303958763698534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/05/spent-half-of-my-day-therewaiting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/9066303958763698534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/9066303958763698534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/05/spent-half-of-my-day-therewaiting.html' title=''/><author><name>ME.myself.unique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08496382503919207197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-7838876872889035381</id><published>2010-05-28T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T22:48:30.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm...&lt;br /&gt;I spent my afternoon and evening with cousin helen&lt;br /&gt;to keep her occupied or she will sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't understand my brother&lt;br /&gt;he doesn't...?I can't stand it!&lt;br /&gt;he is like lost in a jungle, no direction,no daily routine&lt;br /&gt;looks so lifeless and boring&lt;br /&gt;then I rather he goes to school&lt;br /&gt;arg...so arrogant!&lt;br /&gt;like a robot,everything needs to tell then he knows...&lt;br /&gt;for those teachers who said that he is responsible,I really doubt&lt;br /&gt;must start frm basic de mah,doesn't start  frm basic then expect what?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-7838876872889035381?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/7838876872889035381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/05/hmm_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/7838876872889035381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/7838876872889035381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/05/hmm_28.html' title=''/><author><name>ME.myself.unique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08496382503919207197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-3135941170162572588</id><published>2010-05-27T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T21:29:19.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It seems that I see cx  almost every day.&lt;br /&gt;we were having breakfast this morning and lunch together.&lt;br /&gt;talked too much abt the class outing.&lt;br /&gt;after much consideration,I still think that it's not right.a&amp;amp;a.&lt;br /&gt;since nobody can ...them.now it's my turn.&lt;br /&gt;I will give a speech to ...&lt;br /&gt;the objectives are to raise the awareness to everyone....,convinced a&amp;amp;a,and to persuade them.&lt;br /&gt;whatever questions that they have,I will give them a satisfying answer.i try at least.&lt;br /&gt;if I fail,I shall give an ultimate one.I will announce it and let others think it/view it bec I feel that everyone must know what's going on..one person cannot call the shot bec it involves everyone.&lt;br /&gt;eh,I forget to ask u,don't you think that we should do wat is right than what they like??I remember we learnt last time in ss (sec 3).so her way...is kind of......to others&lt;br /&gt;do we have a combine class??a right moment??hmm...we shall see&lt;br /&gt;hope I don't stutter..&lt;br /&gt;hope I can talk and got the opportunoty to do so.&lt;div 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satisfactory,triumph and totally exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;I have been yawning till I lost count...so sleepy just now.but still stay awake.&lt;br /&gt;I think this is best of all.the performance.&lt;br /&gt;this is the last performance.the very last one.and it's the last day I wore the co uniform.&lt;br /&gt;we gave a great shout after that.&lt;br /&gt;some girls were crying...they love co very much&lt;br /&gt;I just sat there and watched.no tears.no sound.&lt;br /&gt;I am a coldblooded person may be,just don't have the feel.&lt;br /&gt;but I will cry by time if I were to leave sch.a real one.a hard one,that I won't forget...&lt;br /&gt;I want to cherish every moment...everybody.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a couple was kissing in the bus on the way back to sch!a real one!!&lt;br /&gt;wah!err...you may think that i am too ''sua ku'' or whatever...I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;but is this kind of thing norm nowadays??&lt;br /&gt;I still think it's kind of inappropriate.my opinion only.don't be offended.&lt;br /&gt;still young and all..the guy was so eager..aw...hai yoi..it's disgusting leh.&lt;br /&gt;all of us seemed to be dwarf by their presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this photo then..&lt;br /&gt;just realise that my knee there is o che down there..&lt;br /&gt;sorry ah donno o che in eng..&lt;br /&gt;need zam-buk!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-5ASuiMtLg/S_1HEXs349I/AAAAAAAAABs/9G3LLNCiCLw/s1600/DSC00176%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475610862359667666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4-5ASuiMtLg/S_1HEXs349I/AAAAAAAAABs/9G3LLNCiCLw/s320/DSC00176%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pin up my fringe.this is the first time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-5ASuiMtLg/S_1KhsypnbI/AAAAAAAAACE/HArx8EoJFZg/s1600/DSC00170%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475614664772132274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4-5ASuiMtLg/S_1KhsypnbI/AAAAAAAAACE/HArx8EoJFZg/s320/DSC00170%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;by the way, I am the only one who is diff with the rest in holding the flute,the direction.I don't know why...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bb co!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-3706347354155072753?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/3706347354155072753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-2031569066213000675</id><published>2010-05-25T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T22:16:49.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mt lesson every day..&lt;br /&gt;somemore more than 1 hr...haix..&lt;br /&gt;those pp are so noisy&lt;br /&gt;can't keep their big mouths shut...so selfish..&lt;br /&gt;they have affected others who wanted to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so odd,I miss english lesson&lt;br /&gt;bec almost every day we have eng lesson&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly so many days go to sch without having eng lesson??&lt;br /&gt;ai yah...just feel something amiss&lt;br /&gt;we haven't done the mye correction&lt;br /&gt;the compri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's wrong with her ...??&lt;br /&gt;seems quite serious&lt;br /&gt;is it very very painful?&lt;br /&gt;the lift seems to be useless..and I am no the only one who thinks that.&lt;br /&gt;poor her has to plod her way up to whichever storey(s)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really mind to miss chem lesson but I do mind missing phy lesson&lt;br /&gt;so many things that need to be done&lt;br /&gt;and it's urgent to me&lt;br /&gt;and no more phy lesson this week:(&lt;br /&gt;I am worried my spa file..messed up my spa exams then now my file?don't know if it's ok..&lt;br /&gt;my A has gone and now I am trying to secure my B&lt;br /&gt;hmmm....hope I can do well for spa skill 3.last chance.&lt;br /&gt;I doubt i can.let's be realistic though I hate it...I simply hate practical&lt;br /&gt;the scene of me standing in front of strange objects provided flashed through my mind&lt;br /&gt;a clean sheet of paper with no steps given to set up the experiment...&lt;br /&gt;tiny beads of sweat kept appeares on my forehead..I was practically blank!&lt;br /&gt;no idea.in the end ,I just anyhow set up and record the inaccurate readings..&lt;br /&gt;luckily didnot waste thinking abt watever negative stuff or else I won't have enough time to do the experiment.I could sad later,after the exam and I did.&lt;br /&gt;I think it was stupid.but that's what I did&lt;br /&gt;it was wed, we have co&lt;br /&gt;I walked and walked and walked for what seemed like eternity&lt;br /&gt;then just kept quiet.&lt;br /&gt;that's all.then ok le.but now,still feel a bit diappointed.try to do watever I can to amend ba..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arg...&lt;br /&gt;I made a grammatical error when I spoke to mrs Tan this morning in the general office&lt;br /&gt;I swear I knew the correct form but the moment I looked at her,opps..I couldn't bring myself to talk.&lt;br /&gt;no afraid of her but feel awkward at her gaze&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how am I going to face the examiner?for the oral exam...&lt;br /&gt;when I can't look at her face??or I will start to stammer..at the same time trying to grope for the right words to say???who is to going to wait for my reply???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr co!!!&lt;br /&gt;hope everything is gonna be all right&lt;br /&gt;hope I have the affinity to see him or her tmr&lt;br /&gt;then I can get my result slip&lt;br /&gt;oh, and mr chan&lt;br /&gt;my w.s is with him.haven't answered all and must include on practical file...&lt;br /&gt;tons of work to do... corrections???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-2031569066213000675?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/2031569066213000675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/05/mt-lesson-every-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/2031569066213000675'/><link 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tortoise...&lt;br /&gt;It  took me so  many days&lt;br /&gt;but I realise sth...hmm.....very crucial..&lt;br /&gt;thank you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to rest first.....&lt;br /&gt;shall continue tomorrow??shall I??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday&lt;br /&gt;It's going to  be a tough day&lt;br /&gt;must face it&lt;br /&gt;bear it&lt;br /&gt;I hope the ... ends faster&lt;br /&gt;I don't wish to go:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-5559574091811814592?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/5559574091811814592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-am-going-to-fall-sick-again-oh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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work??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so noisy here&lt;br /&gt;I cann't focus on my story book&lt;br /&gt;anyone can recommed me a more secluded place at sch??&lt;br /&gt;not toliet pls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now,I prefer to attend the international students english lesson&lt;br /&gt;at least it's so quiet and peaceful...&lt;br /&gt;and I learn sth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm..&lt;br /&gt;I don't wish to interfere but if they ask for my view,I will give&lt;br /&gt;let them do and we just have to trust them on the task given to them&lt;br /&gt;if in the end they fail,then we can come into picture, help to find the solution&lt;br /&gt;just wait and be patient.&lt;br /&gt;don't add in unnecessary burden to ourselves&lt;br /&gt;I don't think my puny brain can take it.&lt;br /&gt;so don't worry too much&lt;br /&gt;that's why I don't want to.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on last thing,&lt;br /&gt;i couldn's help but have to write it here&lt;br /&gt;this the first time I see such ridiculous person,the most so far&lt;br /&gt;if that person does business I can tell straight away that the person will fail&lt;br /&gt;wah, use the word 'compulsory' to force us to .... that we don't want&lt;br /&gt;it's the person's fault as the person did not ask.... before make a decision.&lt;br /&gt;awww,I don't like it,anyway who does??&lt;br /&gt;the person should not take so many of the....&lt;br /&gt;the person is trying to escape from losing ...&lt;br /&gt;somemore the person is a .....&lt;br /&gt;should be more understanding...willing to hear any comments/feedback&lt;br /&gt;but I doubt so keep quiet is the best&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-7482533491443888030?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/7482533491443888030/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-4056679096172660730</id><published>2010-05-17T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T21:13:56.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I still find it hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;my ss is higher than my geo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm........&lt;br /&gt;look foward tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;mum's coming hopefully&lt;br /&gt;at least got someone to  accompany me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah,today mdm tay asked me abt the day I didn't go to sch..&lt;br /&gt;she thinks I studied at home&lt;br /&gt;that friday I wasn't studied at home la&lt;br /&gt;somemore exam finished al&lt;br /&gt;then after sch,as usual went to general office to put class diary&lt;br /&gt;then the clerk also asked the same qns..&lt;br /&gt;what a coincidence...&lt;br /&gt;I must say that women are so observant...&lt;br /&gt;I actually like to go to sch than stay at home lo&lt;br /&gt;friday,It was an accident la&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-4056679096172660730?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/4056679096172660730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-still-find-it-hard-to-believe-my-ss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/4056679096172660730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/4056679096172660730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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about that....I need to witness it with my  own eyes...&lt;br /&gt;so stubborn hor??I don't care....&lt;br /&gt;and thx for keeping me informed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clb ah..&lt;br /&gt;score quite good..&lt;br /&gt;hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;ok lar....&lt;br /&gt;now I am real interested in chinese&lt;br /&gt;but trying very hard to resist the urge to touch the book...&lt;br /&gt;It's not the time yet.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-2022905144429673670?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/2022905144429673670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/05/it-hit-me-hard-actually.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today,erm..&lt;br /&gt;this is the first time&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I am not in rush!!not busy!&lt;br /&gt;feel a bit weird bec normally I don't have much time to waste...&lt;br /&gt;so I thought sometimes busy is better than bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-293498577674656223?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/293498577674656223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/05/hmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/293498577674656223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;now since exam finish le&lt;br /&gt;time 4 reflection...&lt;br /&gt;mr chan has been reminding me of...whenever he sees me...&lt;br /&gt;keep asking me qns ....omg!I think I ...&lt;br /&gt;the truth is,he is caring .&lt;br /&gt;and ok, I promised to......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the moment I saw a math pp2..&lt;br /&gt;mmmm........it's enough to pulverize my self esteem&lt;br /&gt;really have no energy at that time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then eng paper&lt;br /&gt;that stupid compo if mine...&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't remember wat I have written but somehow I just think that it's out of point&lt;br /&gt;this is the first time I wrote compo in less than one hour for exam and I didn't even need to...&lt;br /&gt;and pp busy study other subjects during weekends but me??busy study eng..&lt;br /&gt;read and read and read.in the end,I ended u writing compo with everything combine together ??&lt;br /&gt;dun even know or care whether gt link or nt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clb paper&lt;br /&gt;finally I agree with her.memorising is not the way..so I just read,know more words and in the end I still can make it.enjoy the story,you will write better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ss&lt;br /&gt;after realise that I had written down sth stupid again bec i reall don't know how to tackle sbq&lt;br /&gt;and one more thing&lt;br /&gt;since ss paper over,I constantly remind myself of index number&lt;br /&gt;must really thank her sincerely but just couldn't open my mouth to say&lt;br /&gt;and I did write my index number ok?It's on the 2nd pp bec i did qns 2 first.&lt;br /&gt;it's not never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;through this mid-year&lt;br /&gt;I realised I begin to like geo!&lt;br /&gt;I used to like history a lot but I didn't dare to take history&lt;br /&gt;bec partly I am afraid my eng cannot make it, I dun like sbq and then there was one thing,it happened when I was sec 2,i still remember.I think I failed my geo for mid year.but overall 50.then I was stubborn at that time,want to prove that I actually can pass geo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more thing!!!&lt;br /&gt;the clicking sound of the high heels!it was so irritating!!&lt;br /&gt;i almost want to stood up and straight away told that lady to just sit down and stop making noise!!!dun understand why must make so many noise..&lt;br /&gt;and the hall is so warm....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-8309125777527420577?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/8309125777527420577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/05/exam-is-over-went-for-hair-cut-just-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;My sore throat has gone from bad to worse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a wonderful experiance for me though my team lost in the final roound.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway,I would like to congrats yusuff's team.&lt;br /&gt;she fought so hard for it.&lt;br /&gt;and she deserved that.&lt;br /&gt;should give credit when it's due.&lt;br /&gt;u know wat had inspired her??&lt;br /&gt;It was the prize!the cash!or else she wouldn't bother to ....and I liked the reply by someone.wow!&lt;br /&gt; wah,u all missed out  the best part of ....&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking that''u can't be that serious ba''&lt;br /&gt;her reaction is very fast that the two of them just had to sit still&lt;br /&gt;one of them kept stealing occasional glances at my team while we were so busy...&lt;br /&gt;i was wondering abt the adrenaline  that rushed though her brain.It was surprising!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me,I just want to see other sch standard&lt;br /&gt;It was an eye opener!&lt;br /&gt;I was kind of amazed by two schs;jurong sec and cresent girls&lt;br /&gt;their spirits impressed me tremendously&lt;br /&gt;It motivated me a lot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am kind of interested on the course,but anyway......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;genrerally it was ok,learnt a lot of things at sp&lt;br /&gt;except during practical part&lt;br /&gt;if there is anything i hate the most that would be doing practical&lt;br /&gt;really thanks to the uncle.oppss the invigilator who was managed to make a joke and made laugh in the midst of assuring him to ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,my mind was dominated by the word ''english'' when Iwas at sp.&lt;br /&gt;It was irritating ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall,I was elated for hong kah sec and myself&lt;br /&gt;my sch managed to get 2 teams entered the final round out of 3o teams that had participated!&lt;br /&gt;our sch is not that bad ok???&lt;br /&gt;should proud of our sch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special thanks to mdm tay who was with us this morning though she could have come  slightly late yet she accompanied us throughout the activities.she gave us her full support.thank you very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-324612873990346724?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/324612873990346724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/04/quick-one-before-i-gotta-go-okjust-came.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/324612873990346724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/324612873990346724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/04/quick-one-before-i-gotta-go-okjust-came.html' title=''/><author><name>ME.myself.unique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08496382503919207197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-296326880038670561</id><published>2010-04-23T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T21:17:52.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I managed to convince him at last!!&lt;br /&gt;you know,that kind of need a lot of patience and assurance&lt;br /&gt;and u have to keep reiterate your words&lt;br /&gt;I bet he was afraid that I would simply trick him or whatsoever&lt;br /&gt;since the rest were not keen to talk to him more&lt;br /&gt;don't worry,I wouldn't do such thing lar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am kind of afraid he will uh..break down of...????&lt;br /&gt;pretty scaring right?? so must help him  if u can.I mean you all..&lt;br /&gt;but i think he really needs people to talk to and to assure him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is so smart..&lt;br /&gt;survival skill...or i am too stupid??&lt;br /&gt;for he actually.....&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was a bit silly&lt;br /&gt;but anyway let him tried and helped to clear his doubts.&lt;br /&gt;that's about it..&lt;br /&gt;but truth speaking,he is quite polite and responsible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-296326880038670561?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/296326880038670561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-7532017625923169038</id><published>2010-04-21T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T13:01:11.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel so weak..&lt;br /&gt;physically..not mentally( i hope)....&lt;br /&gt;how ???&lt;br /&gt;I am having enough sleep everyday + more than enough foods&lt;br /&gt;how come still so weak??&lt;br /&gt;I have summoned all strength le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday luckily mdm tay let me off at 3.30&lt;br /&gt;or else I would have collapsed for sure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand..&lt;br /&gt;why the sch emphasis so much in promoting health lifestyle on eating well???&lt;br /&gt;balance diet??&lt;br /&gt;yet not emphasis on sleeping well??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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had a stomach-ache&lt;br /&gt;do not wish to listen one more time...&lt;br /&gt;she is so funny and naggy but she is kind&lt;br /&gt;anyway that's her,my koukou.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-8224225238550839490?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/8224225238550839490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/04/todays-speech-day-is-better-than-last.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/8224225238550839490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/8224225238550839490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/04/todays-speech-day-is-better-than-last.html' title=''/><author><name>ME.myself.unique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08496382503919207197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-942063314273942964</id><published>2010-04-16T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T19:21:01.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in the midst of studying ,enjoy the lessons in class..&lt;br /&gt;tressure our beloved teacher(s)...&lt;br /&gt;everbody....&lt;br /&gt;the school ,the hall,facilities....&lt;br /&gt;there's always good and bad times...&lt;br /&gt;but there's always things to learn from diff perspectives.&lt;br /&gt;it's only about a few months left...&lt;br /&gt;pretty fast huh??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-942063314273942964?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/942063314273942964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/04/hmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/942063314273942964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/942063314273942964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/04/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>ME.myself.unique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08496382503919207197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-4063467534617863306</id><published>2010-04-11T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T19:11:05.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>brainy students Vs hardworking students yet not so smart&lt;br /&gt;which one will u chose???&lt;br /&gt;which group will win?&lt;br /&gt;mm.perhaps both will lose..&lt;br /&gt;we shall see...&lt;br /&gt;I am really looking foward for the answer&lt;br /&gt;mm...to me it doesn't really matter&lt;br /&gt;but i think curiosity had overwhelmed me&lt;br /&gt;If time permits,i would like to really give it a try,put some effort so that hopefully can skip....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...tmr rehearsal??&lt;br /&gt;in co uniform???&lt;br /&gt;iiihhhh..........&lt;br /&gt;haix..&lt;br /&gt;wat to do??&lt;br /&gt;must wear??&lt;br /&gt;I am asking the obvious qns..&lt;br /&gt;haiya...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-4063467534617863306?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/4063467534617863306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/04/brainy-students-vs-hardworking-students.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/4063467534617863306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/4063467534617863306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/04/brainy-students-vs-hardworking-students.html' title=''/><author><name>ME.myself.unique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08496382503919207197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-2570714778657733475</id><published>2010-04-08T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T18:59:33.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this few day,I lost temper easily&lt;br /&gt;i was shocked by my own reaction too!&lt;br /&gt;so sorry pp&lt;br /&gt;if I am in a serious mood/doing sth seriously,pls stay far away frm me&lt;br /&gt;i mean it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm...I will be patience next time.&lt;br /&gt;haix...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time is sooo important for me&lt;br /&gt;ok perhaps eveybody&lt;br /&gt;but pls lar&lt;br /&gt;that kind of rehearsal was a waste of my time&lt;br /&gt;I waited and waited..&lt;br /&gt;sat at the back,idly,tried to study the fan?&lt;br /&gt;verty bored huh??&lt;br /&gt;haix...&lt;br /&gt;I could have done my math hw or perhaps try to improve my eng&lt;br /&gt;hmm........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-2570714778657733475?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/2570714778657733475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-few-dayi-lost-temper-easily-i-was.html#comment-form' title='0 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holiday&lt;br /&gt;I need to think and think and think&lt;br /&gt;must start planning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learn to let go certain things&lt;br /&gt;don't cling on things that cannot change anymore&lt;br /&gt;learn to face the true though it's tough and it hurts so much&lt;br /&gt;haix..hmm....&lt;br /&gt;should look for other alternatives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oppsss...again run out of time&lt;br /&gt;gotta go&lt;br /&gt;haiya...&lt;br /&gt;late le!!&lt;br /&gt;meeting mum now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-1297934561920906108?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/1297934561920906108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-1968279386197223084</id><published>2010-03-26T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T13:38:57.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>say it if it's for her own good&lt;br /&gt;wat i mean is tat those things that buried inside ur heart perhaps is going to solve the prob then u should say it.&lt;br /&gt;why not?&lt;br /&gt;i know you will feel guilty if u say it but i think u should look from the 'big picture'&lt;br /&gt;erm.. watever the prob is,if it's urgent then the prority is now to rectify it.&lt;br /&gt;i think emotion can be heal later on&lt;br /&gt;u still can gain back her trust &lt;br /&gt;do wat is good for everybody rather than her alone.&lt;br /&gt;that's wat i think.&lt;br /&gt;it's too long that's y i write it here and i don't think i want to tell u at sch&lt;br /&gt;one more thing,u did not neglect me.i just found that u seemed to be distracted by sth.&lt;br /&gt;sorry,yestersay i was doing el hw that's y i didn't chat much with u.&lt;br /&gt;ok.any doubts??i can give u my point of view,the rest it's still i up to u.u decide..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-1968279386197223084?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/1968279386197223084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/03/say-it-if-its-for-her-own-good-wat-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/1968279386197223084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/1968279386197223084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/03/say-it-if-its-for-her-own-good-wat-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ME.myself.unique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08496382503919207197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-3925202345934917856</id><published>2010-03-18T13:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T14:23:26.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday i was taking bus 187 and the bus almost had an accident&lt;br /&gt;phew!!luckily i am safe and sound!!thank god!!&lt;br /&gt;the driver was china man and did not know how to speak english&lt;br /&gt;i doubt how he could survive in sin&lt;br /&gt;the incident goes like this&lt;br /&gt;it was about 6.40&lt;br /&gt;the bus suddenly swerved&lt;br /&gt;there were not many passangers at that time,only a few were standing,clutcing tightly at the metal handle&lt;br /&gt;so the impact wasn't very bad&lt;br /&gt;but there was this indian man who yelled instantaneously and threw all the vulgarities words at the driver who could not decipher what that man was tlking about&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting at the back then&lt;br /&gt;wat scared me was that when i saw the indian man was showing his fist at the driver who stopped at the side of the road&lt;br /&gt;then i found out that the baby whose hsyterical crying resonated inside the bus is the child of the indian man.&lt;br /&gt;other kids were crying too but not too loud and were taken care by their worried parents.none of the raising their voices to demand explaination or to vent out their anger on the driver,perhaps they cared about their chilren 1 than letting their angers overpowered them.&lt;br /&gt;except for the indian man.&lt;br /&gt;luckily ,his wife took control of the situation though i couldn't understand tamil but i saw her hand signalled her hot-tempered husband to let the matter off.and finally he did.&lt;br /&gt;and the of the journey no one said a word,the only sound can be heard was the sth like the'dingdong'bell.i dono how to describe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't say who is wrong and right between the driver and the indian man&lt;br /&gt;i think the main culprit was the ,i think magenta coloured hyundai car,if i am not wrong who suddenly materialised in front of the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing i  was mystified by the indian man&lt;br /&gt;how could he just went to the driver and yelled like nobody business when his beloved child was crying incessantly ??&lt;br /&gt;he should attend to his child first ,see whether he/she injured badly of wat instead of rushing menancingly toward the driver&lt;br /&gt;the driver never say sorry or did not even attempt to see any of the passengers had injured&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go co again!!oops...&lt;br /&gt;bye!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-3925202345934917856?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/3925202345934917856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/03/yesterday-i-was-taking-bus-187-and-bus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/3925202345934917856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/3925202345934917856'/><link 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city,away from pollution..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not tired yet&lt;br /&gt;it's lazy.....&lt;br /&gt;haix...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got co later,she reminded me&lt;br /&gt;though i tried to appear insignificant as possible&lt;br /&gt;yet she saw it!&lt;br /&gt;haiya will go!&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-1951237138568788350?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/1951237138568788350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/03/give-me-break-i-need-time-and-peace-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/1951237138568788350'/><link 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REPORT CARD.&lt;br /&gt;though i am lousy at chinese but so far i NEVER get a F9 for chinese&lt;br /&gt;now i feel a pang of guilt to the chinese teacher bec i use most of chinese lessons t read eng story book.am I sort of like a betrayal??or bit like no respect for chinese teacher huh??but she didn't give work to do and i just cannot sit still,do nothing,wasting time.&lt;br /&gt;haix&lt;br /&gt;may be i should stop reading eng story book during chinese lesson.i will consider 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm....actually i was a bit excited when i saw F9 in the paper.&lt;br /&gt;I must have gone crazy at that time, imagine you r not used to get this kind mark&lt;br /&gt;then you will feel something special when you received that?&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i deserved that.&lt;br /&gt;erm..&lt;br /&gt;no one is to blame but only myself ;my standard is not there yet.&lt;br /&gt;and for this time round ,it's ok la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to a certain extent,&lt;br /&gt;i am proud of myself secretly&lt;br /&gt;at least whatever the i have done and achieved,it's my own work&lt;br /&gt;thx to cx who called me and informed me abt the dishonest act of someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's move on to my bro reaction...&lt;br /&gt;his jaw dropped and i noticed him whispered the words 'o my god' when i told him&lt;br /&gt;he was practically stared at me in shock&lt;br /&gt;i was drinking milk then and i felt like laughing at his facial expression&lt;br /&gt;i told him to help me tell my aunt abt my results,phew..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't think that i want to tell mum abt it&lt;br /&gt;for the time being don't want to make her worry&lt;br /&gt;but soon i think she will know that..&lt;br /&gt;ai ya..will deal it later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mind is a bit confuse now&lt;br /&gt;shall go for rest 1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>ME.myself.unique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08496382503919207197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-1352903734535693945</id><published>2010-01-08T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T22:05:44.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I missed 3A..&lt;br /&gt;I must thank 3A students and teachers&lt;br /&gt;we went through together lots things&lt;br /&gt;and most of all they left me with memories&lt;br /&gt;the one which had coloured my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am loss for words&lt;br /&gt;bb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-1352903734535693945?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/1352903734535693945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-missed-3a.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/1352903734535693945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/1352903734535693945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-missed-3a.html' title=''/><author><name>ME.myself.unique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08496382503919207197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-263093642363700613</id><published>2009-12-26T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T20:29:26.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I am back to singapore!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-263093642363700613?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/263093642363700613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-back-to-singapore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/263093642363700613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/263093642363700613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-back-to-singapore.html' title=''/><author><name>ME.myself.unique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08496382503919207197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-960584143897419140</id><published>2009-12-11T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T11:30:08.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't go for class outing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-960584143897419140?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/960584143897419140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-cant-go-for-class-outing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;nowI am having sore throat&lt;br /&gt;luckily,no fever&lt;br /&gt;look like I have to rely on medicine now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-447583266943543845?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/447583266943543845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-was-having-flu-these-few-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/447583266943543845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/447583266943543845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-was-having-flu-these-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>ME.myself.unique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08496382503919207197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-6277867617276344632</id><published>2009-11-17T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T19:08:02.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thank you,chia shumin! for that thing&lt;br /&gt;I admitted that I was surprised by that.&lt;br /&gt;but I like it&lt;br /&gt;It's beautiful,I mean the colour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have difficulties to fall into sleep&lt;br /&gt;I don't take afternoon nap&lt;br /&gt;yet still just cann't sleep at night&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to go home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky is so dark&lt;br /&gt;looks like it's going  to rain soon&lt;br /&gt;heavy rain plus thunder, I supposed&lt;br /&gt;I hate thunder!!&lt;br /&gt;It's so scarry..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-6277867617276344632?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/6277867617276344632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2009/11/thank-youchia-shumin-for-that-thing-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/6277867617276344632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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class!which was with Ms Ow&lt;br /&gt;um..I admitted that my english was pretty lousy at that time and had no interest on it&lt;br /&gt;but soon I learnt that I have no choice but to face it&lt;br /&gt;Now,in sec 3, I am still with Ms Ow&lt;br /&gt;still eng not that good but at least I am improving a little bit  everyday ,mm..hopefully&lt;br /&gt;I cringed when I read the compos the I had written in sec2&lt;br /&gt;I wrote them in blue pen to be submitted but when I received back the compos&lt;br /&gt;The papers were littered with red ink&lt;br /&gt;no doubt,I deserved to fail.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Ow is a very patience teacher&lt;br /&gt;I next year,Ms Ow is going to teach me English again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year I will be in sec 4!&lt;br /&gt;I am going to leave hkss soon&lt;br /&gt;sooo fast...&lt;br /&gt;Just now, in school...&lt;br /&gt;I was sauntering around the sch premises&lt;br /&gt;I scanned through everywhere,not taking my eyes off the garden at the 3 level there&lt;br /&gt;and the canteen where I  will sit down on the bench, enjoy the freshnesss of morning air,the silence.&lt;br /&gt;I used to walk on the carpark there b4 headed to canteen.&lt;br /&gt;I think I must record down the feeling&lt;br /&gt;erm......&lt;br /&gt;When I was walking , I stop for a while, pop my head up to see the moon,which  hung in    the mysterious sky.&lt;br /&gt;I love to watch the moon&lt;br /&gt;It brings  me the  feeling of serenity  and ....(too diff to explain)&lt;br /&gt;the building has served us faithfully&lt;br /&gt;though it might lack in some other ways&lt;br /&gt;but no doubt that it still has it's own value&lt;br /&gt;what will new hkss be??&lt;br /&gt;I don 't even  have  he slightest idea abt that&lt;br /&gt;let's wait and see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to cx:&lt;br /&gt;erm...I do hope the she will wake up tonight..&lt;br /&gt;I will pray for her,the only thing that I can do&lt;br /&gt;though I don't know her&lt;br /&gt;but she encountered the simmilar case to my cousin though she had fought for years and lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is always unpredictable&lt;br /&gt;we must cherish our lives&lt;br /&gt;make good use of it&lt;br /&gt;as it only once&lt;br /&gt;It's priceless,unique and mysterious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly,enjoy your holiday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-961825568318539446?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/961825568318539446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2009/11/time-flies-so-fast-i-remembered-first.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/961825568318539446'/><link 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/&gt;mama called several times&lt;br /&gt;urging me to go back asap&lt;br /&gt;of course I wanted to go back badly now&lt;br /&gt;but I know that Icann't do it&lt;br /&gt;there are so many things to do here and I have to go to sch everyday&lt;br /&gt;mama,please b patient,I will go back once I finish my task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eye lid is heavy..&lt;br /&gt;I wanna break..&lt;br /&gt;my head is going to explode!!!&lt;br /&gt;today,I just have 4 hrs math at sch plus 2 hrs eng with winnifer&lt;br /&gt;the moment I reached home,I collapsed in the sofa there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-1639228236747571062?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/1639228236747571062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-7580881118164129717</id><published>2009-11-07T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T16:22:26.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The flag day was an unforgettable experience&lt;br /&gt;Tiny beads of sweat tickling down my body&lt;br /&gt;It was so warm&lt;br /&gt;cx and I have been to 5 markets on foot and one by bus&lt;br /&gt;It was like a marathon? or amazing race?&lt;br /&gt;my uniform was soaked with sweat&lt;br /&gt;my legs were ached so were cx's&lt;br /&gt;but none of these seemed matter&lt;br /&gt;we continued walking and asked for donation&lt;br /&gt;I have been rejected countless time at first&lt;br /&gt;the elderly is the one who I didn't want to ask for donation,it's not good to ask from them.&lt;br /&gt;cx said that we were the ghosts!!that everyone was walking as far as possible from us&lt;br /&gt;I was laughing at the word 'ghost' but it does make sense&lt;br /&gt;we took turns to ask or sometimes we walked separately and met at the rendezvous&lt;br /&gt;when we happened to walked together and we saw a person who might want to donate was about to cross the opp street and we were about at the opp steet's traffic lights,we were stroll back,re-walked and walked slowly so that by the time she came,and we would like accidentally bumped into her.cx taught me to do that.&lt;br /&gt;It's extremely hard to obtain a $2 and when  I got it,I was so moved that I stood still take a careful look at it.cx was thinking that I was kind of dumb.&lt;br /&gt;the $2 at that time was like some sort of  precious thing&lt;br /&gt;perhaps it's precious for the needy too!&lt;br /&gt;though I don't like to ask money esp from strangers but this activity was a meaningful one&lt;br /&gt;through out the whole activity,I think it's determination that drives us to continue walk and ask for donation:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-7580881118164129717?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/7580881118164129717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2009/11/flag-day-was-unforgettable-experience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/7580881118164129717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/7580881118164129717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2009/11/flag-day-was-unforgettable-experience.html' title=''/><author><name>ME.myself.unique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08496382503919207197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-5470641539012686476</id><published>2009-10-27T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T16:00:06.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was sad to hear that some of us are going to next class next year..&lt;br /&gt;It was so sudden that they took away the re-test on certain subjects&lt;br /&gt;It was heart-wrenching moment to see their anguish tears flowed smoothly down their faces&lt;br /&gt;It took away their hope and their chances to give their very best after the failure&lt;br /&gt;It was partly because of you...&lt;br /&gt;you ordered 'them' to take away the re-test&lt;br /&gt;They are about to put in all their efforts on the re-test&lt;br /&gt;and you shattered everything..&lt;br /&gt;leaving them with nothing but full of regret..&lt;br /&gt;Is that what you hope to see???&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope for the best!&lt;br /&gt;haix..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to sec 3 camp..&lt;br /&gt;The camp was fun!&lt;br /&gt;the only part that I couldn't take it&lt;br /&gt;THE MOSQUITOES!&lt;br /&gt;you were like miniature vampire&lt;br /&gt;buzzing here and there..&lt;br /&gt;kept sucking one's blood&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-5470641539012686476?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/5470641539012686476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-6549051613512271043</id><published>2009-10-22T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T21:45:38.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tomorrow,sec 3 camp.&lt;br /&gt;going to sleep outside?don't know can sleep or not&lt;br /&gt;so many days,I cann't call mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahau ah,I really find it hard to believe that.&lt;br /&gt;so ridiculous,I supposed you feel a bit depressed??or resigned to the fact???&lt;br /&gt;forget abt that.I think your standard is gd al.keep on trying!&lt;br /&gt;I still hope that ms ow will take your class next year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to: rebbecca&lt;br /&gt;I have bought my medicine today and will bring it tmr&lt;br /&gt;thanks for reminding me&lt;br /&gt;Rest more if you are unwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops!&lt;br /&gt;got to pack now....&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>ME.myself.unique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08496382503919207197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-7973861075502692796</id><published>2009-10-20T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T21:15:33.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt; I couldn't help but keep thinking about english and physic papers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;English hurt me the most, I think&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After all the sacrifaction I had made,still not much improvement&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;barely at 50 sth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;donno how to face ms ow and winnifer and myself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I begin to reflex what's wrong with all these ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;some pp said that practice makes perfect&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but practice also makes permanent&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;meaning if u keep practising the wrong things then u will never improve&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;correct??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I better don't do anymore compri&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;not that I think that I am already smart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but I feel that the problem lies inside me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I simply have to read more books and understand it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;never ever procrastinate!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I regretted a lot for not memorising vocabs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or else can get 5  more marks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this will be the good lesson to learn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;never ever repeat it again!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-7973861075502692796?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/7973861075502692796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-couldnt-help-but-keep-thinking-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/7973861075502692796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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before????&lt;br /&gt;I will make it up.I promised!I will and I must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, I rushed to aunt's office&lt;br /&gt;I was late due to my stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;I will be alert next time.&lt;br /&gt;I always feel nervous,afraid,and pressurize whenever I go there(some very important and genius pp there)&lt;br /&gt;I hope I don't have to go anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they said that they had a news for me&lt;br /&gt;actually 3 yi was reluctant to speak as she thought that mum should tell me personally&lt;br /&gt;my god!my heart was beating in an uncontolled manner the moment I heard someone passed away.It's my cousin from father's side.&lt;br /&gt;I was dumbfounded...&lt;br /&gt;fought back my tears...&lt;br /&gt;Li ce said it happened few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;before I could shoot her 'y',she told me that they wanted me to focus on my exam.&lt;br /&gt;This year,2009,two relatives&lt;br /&gt;first 2nd aunt frm mum's side passed away&lt;br /&gt;now is my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;don't knw who else&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid,really afraid&lt;br /&gt;god,please don't take away everyone around me&lt;br /&gt;I can't take the blow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still reeling from shock&lt;br /&gt;my bro is keeping in the dark&lt;br /&gt;I will tell him perhaps tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now I heard again another news&lt;br /&gt;Alicia-my cousin is unhappy&lt;br /&gt;after all the hardwork she put in,in the end the results aren't good&lt;br /&gt;I have read your blog.&lt;br /&gt;certain things are like that&lt;br /&gt;cheer up,try harder next time,there is always hope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO SOMEONE&lt;br /&gt;don't think that way,please.&lt;br /&gt;you don't knw our feeling towards you so stop guessing all those negative stuff&lt;br /&gt;you make everyone unhappy and vexed.&lt;br /&gt;If you think you are the one who gets hurt,then you are wrong!&lt;br /&gt;It's pp around you.&lt;br /&gt;It's not that you donn't knw but you choose to blind to them&lt;br /&gt;If you have problem,feel free to come to us,to solve it.&lt;br /&gt;donn't create all those 'things' to provoke us.&lt;br /&gt;you become the source to our distraction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are not forgive and forget&lt;br /&gt;If you forget,you will put the matter down.&lt;br /&gt;Pursue you own lifestyle,activities as usual,not keep disturbing all pp around u&lt;br /&gt;It disturbed me too&lt;br /&gt;If you forgive,then you will put down all you unhappiness towards us and give us one more chance to understand you&lt;br /&gt;you life will be very boring if you only think of all your unhappiness&lt;br /&gt;you forget all the happiness that you encountered before&lt;br /&gt;sometimes don't keep looking at other pp weaknesses but also try to think of their strength&lt;br /&gt;nobody is perfect, includes you&lt;br /&gt;you can correct us but before that think deeply whether you need to correct/adjust yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't make the trivial matters into big problem.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wish her come to me everyday, telling me abt you.&lt;br /&gt;I had enough things to deal with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly,everyone please take good care of yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-388325902603870338?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/388325902603870338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2009/10/exam-is-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/388325902603870338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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that auntie who used to sell  bread at canteen&lt;br /&gt;we chatted a while &lt;br /&gt;kind of miss her 'milk tea and bread'&lt;br /&gt;of course also her&lt;br /&gt;absence makes heart grows fonder&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-4279245368184967777?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/4279245368184967777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2009/09/alicia-that-priscilla-didnt-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/4279245368184967777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;I knew that sound was horrible and was like a person was having a sore throat&lt;br /&gt;but after the extra practice,3hrs co&lt;br /&gt;I can asurre that it has improved drastically&lt;br /&gt;about the singing part...&lt;br /&gt;It's a good way to relax,forget all the problems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;I had just viewed the english video..&lt;br /&gt;45 minutes ago&lt;br /&gt;err....&lt;br /&gt;embarrassed!&lt;br /&gt;I didn't see the video till this morning,I told xi yun to send me a copy of it.&lt;br /&gt;my god!I had submitted to her some more!&lt;br /&gt;hope ms ow didnt see.&lt;br /&gt;must re-do.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-7852384710914638334?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/7852384710914638334/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-741404833878369514</id><published>2009-08-15T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T17:52:28.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everything is changing;&lt;br /&gt;the world&lt;br /&gt;people&lt;br /&gt;buildings&lt;br /&gt;they are changing so fast&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid I cann't catch up with all of them&lt;br /&gt;like some people said;I'm a slow coach&lt;br /&gt;maybe I should start to learn how to be 'fast'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stilled thinking about the friday's incident&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help but to felt a tinge of embarrassment!&lt;br /&gt;still puzzled whether I should take 185??&lt;br /&gt;the story went like that:&lt;br /&gt;I or rather joni( my bro) and I used to take 185 on the way to sch&lt;br /&gt;on that fateful morning,I happened to sit at the very back of the bus while Joni was sitting in the front seat.&lt;br /&gt;I carried on reading the story book that I didn't realise that I should alight at the particular bus-stop to transfer to another bus.&lt;br /&gt;well,I almost missed the stop when...&lt;br /&gt;A deafening sound echoing the entire bus.&lt;br /&gt;Joni exclaiamed 'aaaayinnnn ah..'followed by a few gestures&lt;br /&gt;I looked up at him and within seconds,jerking myself down the bus&lt;br /&gt;The commuters were staring at us from windows&lt;br /&gt;so embarrassed right??????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-741404833878369514?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/741404833878369514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4682908268717346614.post-8434588483927201052</id><published>2009-08-13T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T18:13:07.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so sorry,terrible sorry!&lt;br /&gt;Regarding today's incident&lt;br /&gt;now I feel a bit guilty&lt;br /&gt;the photo taking lar&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know why I shouted at that time&lt;br /&gt;though she said is ok,everyone will react like that&lt;br /&gt;shall forget it now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;just now during geo lesson&lt;br /&gt;shumin 'pei??' me??&lt;br /&gt;sorry ah, my vocab still very weak&lt;br /&gt;ok, continue&lt;br /&gt;it's pretty fun&lt;br /&gt;she's a strong girl,physically.&lt;br /&gt;mentally?? i am not sure abt that&lt;br /&gt;no coment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now I am chatting with cx-msn&lt;br /&gt;what else can I say??&lt;br /&gt;err...&lt;br /&gt;oh,my bro still hasn't come back home&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stilled owed mrs wee(winnifer)hw&lt;br /&gt;not in our sch&lt;br /&gt;can someone reminds me that I shouldn't procrastinate my works??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway Indonesia's national day is coming soon!&lt;br /&gt;17 august&lt;br /&gt;shall wear red shirt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-8434588483927201052?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/8434588483927201052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-so-sorryterrible-sorry-regarding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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couldn't take it anymore&lt;br /&gt;I rather we go to school and attend lessons&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I am not the 21 century learner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleepy......&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, I was busied,talking to cx abt the english stuff&lt;br /&gt;Anyway thx cx,for the morning call^^&lt;br /&gt;Though I  still didn't get up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to for my cca-co now&lt;br /&gt;bb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-181662071025690677?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/181662071025690677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-has-been-boring-day-faced-laptop-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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enjoying the lesson..at least I have something to store in my brain..His pronounciation is very clear..i also want to speak like him!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on,I promise that I will do all of the homeworks given by  mrs's wee. I shouldn't find any excuse for not doing her hw....It's unfair to her..I will keep my promise..&lt;br /&gt;please have faith on me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly,just want to say..I missed  mum..&lt;br /&gt;bb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4682908268717346614-4226769799859453456?l=emotional-stop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/feeds/4226769799859453456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-think-that-nowadays-during-english.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/4226769799859453456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4682908268717346614/posts/default/4226769799859453456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emotional-stop.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-think-that-nowadays-during-english.html' title=''/><author><name>ME.myself.unique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08496382503919207197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
