<?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-7260731605767744878</id><updated>2012-02-17T07:03:09.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bits and Pieces</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260731605767744878/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lolollolooll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260731605767744878.post-8835746108025924447</id><published>2009-03-08T00:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T01:11:52.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartache</title><content type='html'>Not to bore you down with details.3 words ;My heart aches.&lt;br /&gt;I hope work can erase my pain.It always has.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260731605767744878-8835746108025924447?l=entangledreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8835746108025924447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/2009/03/heartache.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260731605767744878/posts/default/8835746108025924447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260731605767744878/posts/default/8835746108025924447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/2009/03/heartache.html' title='Heartache'/><author><name>lolollolooll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260731605767744878.post-8079014845061585649</id><published>2009-03-07T00:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T00:40:34.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crappers that  made my day</title><content type='html'>Slept at 4am yesterday and sleep was interrupted by min 's morning call at 8.15a.m .Was nice of her to wake me up;thanks.I did'nt go back to my bed and lie there lazily(like usual) as I was determined not to be late. Left home at 8.45a.m and reached douby ghaut at 10a.m despite a heavy traffic.Never did I anticipated that i would be the only one punctual.LOL&lt;br /&gt;  Anyway,  min , xin and gladys arrived after ____mins.Soon , jason arrived .Went burger king to had our breakfast and then , paradize centre to play pool. Wei qi met us there . And Jason pretty much OWN me as usual ; and i mean OWNNNNNNNNNNNZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;  After that, went separate ways.Followed Weiqi around Raffles city before meeting Wang , Aaron, Daniel, Sean and Chiau Lee. They ,too , were playing pool at marina square .After a while , we went to eat Steamboat at dont-know-where. After we get seated , I already spotted 3 small cockraches and seriously lost my appetite. But after some crapping and stuff , i forgot about the incident and my appetite came back. The food there was alright and I eat a lot of beeffffffffffffffffffff.FAN TAI SUI T.T&lt;br /&gt;  After that ,we  actually went to Marina Square arcade cos Daniel did'nt wanna watch Watchmen. I was playing the "king of fighters" machine and since I dont frequent arcades and dont know the exact combinations and stuff , I just jump around and spam punches and kicks.Someone(some random guy) actually played against me and lost to me twice.ROFLMAO.He must be feeling shitty  for losing to my retarded way of playing .It's damn funny and entertaining.Wasted some time there before we headed to starbucks and home .&lt;br /&gt;  It has always been fun hanging out with this bunch of jokers.They will never fail to cheer you up with their crude and sarcastic jokes but seriously and more importantly,they suck. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Please take this personal&lt;/span&gt;.Jokes &amp;amp; Peace. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SIAM LA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S :good luck for your next driving test , hui min.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260731605767744878-8079014845061585649?l=entangledreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8079014845061585649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/2009/03/crappers-that-made-my-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260731605767744878/posts/default/8079014845061585649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260731605767744878/posts/default/8079014845061585649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/2009/03/crappers-that-made-my-day.html' title='Crappers that  made my day'/><author><name>lolollolooll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260731605767744878.post-3916059733999210056</id><published>2009-03-05T16:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T16:49:47.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rotting and awaiting punishment.</title><content type='html'>I heard from my mum that I've withdrew $300+ dollars from my account for the past week .And my father wants to have a "talk" with me when he gets home.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm so dead&lt;/span&gt;.That's why i never wanted an ATM card in the first place cos I knew jolly well that I could'nt control my spending.Maybe she's exaggerating on the amount cos no matter how i calculate , I can't hit that amount. Oh well , shall see tonight.&lt;br /&gt;  For now , 3 words to sum  up my day so far; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ROTTING AT  HOME&lt;/span&gt;.Well, tried viwawa  to kill time.Another 3 words for the later part of my day ; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'M SO SCREWT&lt;/span&gt;. Hope you all are enjoying your holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S :meeting up with min and gladys tmr at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 a.m&lt;/span&gt; .Im so going to be late.=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260731605767744878-3916059733999210056?l=entangledreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3916059733999210056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/2009/03/rotting-and-awaiting-punishment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260731605767744878/posts/default/3916059733999210056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260731605767744878/posts/default/3916059733999210056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/2009/03/rotting-and-awaiting-punishment.html' title='Rotting and awaiting punishment.'/><author><name>lolollolooll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260731605767744878.post-6016319410698921610</id><published>2009-03-04T22:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T22:39:32.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to work SOON</title><content type='html'>Met up with Wynn at 1+pm and went to Kumon to tell Elaine our working days from next week onwards. Decided on tuesdays and thursdays .Then,  went Sherman's house to get basketball.Been 10 years since i last touched a basketball.&lt;br /&gt; Reached Sp around  3.30pm and started playing .Glen came later. Played with the people around there and I joked a lot as usual . Forgot to ask for their numbers.BASKETBALL WAS FUNNNNNNNNNNNNN."BULLETS" WAS THE BEST. And lastly, my arms are aching like mad.And i mean, reallly mad.I think i strained my body too much for the past 3 days . Ciaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : glen ,hope you remember the -ve 7.Dont worry , I will &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; use that against you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260731605767744878-6016319410698921610?l=entangledreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6016319410698921610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-to-work-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260731605767744878/posts/default/6016319410698921610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260731605767744878/posts/default/6016319410698921610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-to-work-soon.html' title='back to work SOON'/><author><name>lolollolooll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260731605767744878.post-1966999671473092404</id><published>2009-03-02T21:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T21:39:26.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT TO DO FOR HOLIDAYS</title><content type='html'>Went gym with  Wynn today.Been like 10 years since i hit the gym;I could vividly remember the last time i went was when im still in Track and Field;when it was a need .Now,it's just  a want .Wait ,I don't even know whether i want to hit the gyms in the first place. I did it out of boredom.&lt;br /&gt; In fact, I don't know what i want to do this holiday period.There are a few options :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;go back to kumon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;find another job&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go gym&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go out with friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;play basketball&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;stay at home and rot&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  I really really don't know what i want to do this freaking holiday.I should be doing something constructively like working but that's not what i want , although my parents are encouraging/forcing me back to work . One thing i know is , i 'd like  to go out and play everyday but i don't print money.I dont want to rot at home and play some computer games like dota. Oh,I know what i want now.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The only thing i really want to do is something I dont dare to do&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;  So now, back to the 6 options.****ing lame piece of post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260731605767744878-1966999671473092404?l=entangledreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1966999671473092404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-to-do-for-holidays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260731605767744878/posts/default/1966999671473092404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260731605767744878/posts/default/1966999671473092404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-to-do-for-holidays.html' title='WHAT TO DO FOR HOLIDAYS'/><author><name>lolollolooll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260731605767744878.post-1862756910952354174</id><published>2009-03-02T02:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T02:32:56.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of smoking</title><content type='html'>This subject is a sensitive matter.I don't blame people for smoking but as much as i detest smoking , im afraid it would be a matter of months/years before i pick up smoking.Yes, Im a pessimist.&lt;br /&gt; Why would i say that?I've heard of countless people who detest smokers and hate the thought of smoking and in the end , became what they hated;smokers.Those stories usually doesn't affect me and my resolve but there's one that really had me question myself "Would i ever smoke?"&lt;br /&gt; It happens to be my childhood friend James*. He, too, hated the thought of smoking.After he graduated from secondary school , I thought to myself "There's no way he could take up smoking anymore."I mean , people using become more rebellious at that age and learn to think more maturely after secondary school years.Then, he took up smoking at the age of 20.TWENTY ;mind you.&lt;br /&gt; And so , here i am , just a 17 year old child and if someone can start smoking at the age of 20;then I cant strike out the probabilty of me smoking either.So,the next time someone ask me if i ever smoke , i would just answer " Not yet." To me, "never" is too big a word for me right now .Maybe , when im 21, I could proudly say " I never smoke."But right now, one never knows.&lt;br /&gt;  I dont know why i blog about this at such an unholy hour...Maybe I'm afraid I would smoke one fine day ...and kill me if you ever see me smoke..PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S:Sorry, dont mind me and my ranting.Can't sleep -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260731605767744878-1862756910952354174?l=entangledreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1862756910952354174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/2009/03/of-smoking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260731605767744878/posts/default/1862756910952354174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260731605767744878/posts/default/1862756910952354174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/2009/03/of-smoking.html' title='Of smoking'/><author><name>lolollolooll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260731605767744878.post-3630243788966944123</id><published>2009-03-02T01:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T01:36:42.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday Leslie WANG</title><content type='html'>Today, met up with my ex-classmates cum friends in somerset MRT.I was late.When i arrived , Steve , Daniel ,Evelyn ,Sean was already there .I dont know why, but i dont feel guilty.And i'm sorry for both being late and not feeling guilty(if any of you even read this blog).Initially, wanted to watch Slumdog millionaire but the only seats left was first row;so chose marley and me instead.After that , went to a japanese restataurant(forgot name) to eat.The food was alright;maybe because I ate the not-so-popular food.It was my first time there so I did'nt know what's the signature dish etc.But dining there was a unique experience.Chiau Lee met us there.After eating , Veto arrived.&lt;br /&gt; And so, as a group, we went to Cineleisure to catch our movie. Hui kiang had work so she would be late. The initial plan was me waiting for her inside Cineleisure but she did'nt know her way there.So i went back to Somerset Mrt to fetch her.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether we missed anything important about the movie  but it's cool.I'm not really into "pet-human friendship" movies.No offence , but i felt that the storyline for this type of movies would probably be very similar to one another. Anyway,to me , the show was alright. I did'nt really find it that emotional .Maybe cos nothing surprising and shocking happened to twist the story.Maybe cos I dont have a pet , so i can't really "connect" with the story emotionally-wise.But , it sure had its funny moments.Being nice , I would rate this show 3.49/5 .&lt;br /&gt; After movie , went to play pool.I was reluctant to play pool two days in a row.I don't really  find pool fun(cos jason is forever thrashing me in pool)  ;but then again , there's nothing to do.Initially, all i wanted to do was just seat down there and watch/disturb people;but was asked to play.It would'nt be nice to be a such a spoil sport , so i agreeed.After pool , was supposed to eat supper with the boys (besides Veto who went home);but then , it was too far.So, I went my separate way.The birthday boy , WANG ,was meeting them and that  doubled the guilt for not going.Sorry and shall meet soon to celebrate your birthday.I hope i can give you a birthday bash,please?&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; HAPPY BIRTHDAY, WANG&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU'RE WELCOME AND SIAM LA&lt;/span&gt;(if you read even read)  *peace*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260731605767744878-3630243788966944123?l=entangledreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3630243788966944123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/2009/03/marley-and-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260731605767744878/posts/default/3630243788966944123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260731605767744878/posts/default/3630243788966944123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/2009/03/marley-and-me.html' title='Happy birthday Leslie WANG'/><author><name>lolollolooll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260731605767744878.post-2235064015797554684</id><published>2009-03-02T00:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T01:10:09.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glen the joker</title><content type='html'>Met up with glen and wynn at 2pm yesterday.And as usual,someone just had to be late.That would be glen.....And me.Thanks.You're welcome.Went Sim lim square to apply for a job for the next IT fair;around &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20+&lt;/span&gt; of March(just knew it).Anyway , we just wrote our particulars and went off. They said they would call us if we are selected.&lt;br /&gt;  Went to eat afterwards then go pool at paradiz centre.Glen really made my day.When he was playing against Wynn , he kept scoring and he led Wynn by many balls.Once every now and then, he would walk up to me cockily and said "This is rape."I just kept quiet , in my heart thinking "if he ever lose .......=D". Soon , glen was left with the black ball while wynn still had like 6 balls left. He continued with his nonsense and bragging.And then , there was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;retribution.&lt;/span&gt;He scored the black ball in the wrong pocket...wait , not only that , he also scored the white ball.Double the joke. And me being such a nice person and all , did not mock him ; did not embarrass him and surely did not make wynn laugh till his ass drop.i mean ;seriously.Hard to explain this in words ;if only you(whoever's reading) were there .This whole incident would light up anyone's mood.&lt;br /&gt;  After an hour or two , we went to eat dinner then walked around to get a hoodie.After that , I went to meet Weiqi and Jason.Everything else that happened&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;;I forgot&lt;/span&gt;.Went to granny's house to sleep instead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260731605767744878-2235064015797554684?l=entangledreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2235064015797554684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/2009/03/glen-joker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260731605767744878/posts/default/2235064015797554684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260731605767744878/posts/default/2235064015797554684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/2009/03/glen-joker.html' title='Glen the joker'/><author><name>lolollolooll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260731605767744878.post-7916928504459808304</id><published>2009-02-27T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T23:39:18.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slept like a pig</title><content type='html'>Was supposed to meet my NTSS holmies at 2pm today.They even promised to wake me up at 12pm.They &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tried&lt;/span&gt; , but to no avail. They called my phone but damn , my mum put it inside the living room,so i my lovely sleep was not interrupted at all.I woke up at 3pm and i could vividly remember my first reaction when i saw the clock was  " Shit!"I made a few phone calls ,realised the meeting was cancelled , "credits" to me ; planned to meet up for dinner etc and for god's sake , i actually doze off again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  When i woke up again, it was like 5.45pm .So i slept from 4.30am to 5.45pm.It's like 13 hours 15mins of sleep.Seriously man, IT FEELS GOOD.LOL.You expect me to blame myself right?Sorry man;wrong blog.Come on, I need my much deprived sleep after all the suffering during exam period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Anyway , was supposed to meet them at Jurong point at 7.30pm but they were damn late as usual. Everytime we meet up , someone just has to be LATE(with me included).I mean , it's just part of this clique.The day everyone is punctual is the day i strike 4D.Wasted much time thinking what to eat but chose Fish and Co instead. After that, we just crap and crap and crap.After an hour or two,cos we could'nt find anything else to do , we went our separate ways.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BORING DAY&lt;/span&gt;;and crap , im so energetic now.I think im going to be in "nocturnal" mode for the rest of the holidays .Ain'nt  cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S :Sorry for overslept.Felt &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a bit&lt;/span&gt; guilty,really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260731605767744878-7916928504459808304?l=entangledreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7916928504459808304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/slept-like-pig.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260731605767744878/posts/default/7916928504459808304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260731605767744878/posts/default/7916928504459808304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/slept-like-pig.html' title='Slept like a pig'/><author><name>lolollolooll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260731605767744878.post-3622709158036469091</id><published>2009-02-27T23:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T00:51:40.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's next after exams?</title><content type='html'>Exams were bad.....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very bad actually&lt;/span&gt;.I have no confidence in all my papers.Anyway , what's done cannot be undone.No point crying over spilt milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt bad that not many went out together as a class yesterday. It was our last day as classmates and it's kinda sad that less than half went out together. In the afternoon,I had fun sleeping at daniel's house while the boys played mahjong .Daniel slept too, in his sofa cos I slept on his bed (sound so wrong)The girls went to shop in town .&lt;br /&gt;Then we met at zhen fa huo hai xian , a seafood restaurant that advertise heavily , and ate.Alicia kok left before we met. I'm not a seafood lover to begin with , so I did'nt really like the food.But still , with  great company , it was fun.Well, it could possibly be the last time we hang out together as a class.Then , we went K-box after wasting much time considering.Although i was'nt keen of that idea , but heck ,it's the last day as a class.I just want to hang out longer with them.So, we went.Evelyn had curfew, so she could'nt go. Anyway, it was fun to see Steve screaming at the top of his voice etc. And i felt bad that Vivian left first without me cos we promised to share cab . Around 3.30am, we left and I took a cab home.&lt;br /&gt;It was'nt the best class outing but it's needed  to add into my 1B22 memories. I will miss you guys.Thank you for everything.I've learnt a lot of values and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SIAM LA&lt;/span&gt;(courtesy of Wang)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note , I'm very impressed and surprised  with Sean's courage .Especially on the way to daniel's house.Really, i meant every word.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260731605767744878-3622709158036469091?l=entangledreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3622709158036469091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/whats-next-after-exams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260731605767744878/posts/default/3622709158036469091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260731605767744878/posts/default/3622709158036469091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/whats-next-after-exams.html' title='What&apos;s next after exams?'/><author><name>lolollolooll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260731605767744878.post-8734942168291493185</id><published>2009-02-25T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T00:24:58.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halfway though</title><content type='html'>Exams and exam period sucks cos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;waste two hours doing the paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;makes people lose appetite&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;makes people stressed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;makes people moody&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;makes people more competitive(don't give me the "competition brings out the best in one" crap&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;need to waste time revising&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;people struggle to sleep&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;makes people feel depressed when no correlation between effort and results&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and why am i here blogging about this&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a lot more reasons&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;This is the perception error known as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;projection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me blogging could release stress.She &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lied&lt;/span&gt;.I had to think what to blog.And i feel more stressed when I decided to blog about exams.And when i blog about exams , I think of BA and Marketing. Realised that i know next to nothing , I feel fucking stressed now. And now that i feel fucking stressed , I cant sleep well . If i cant sleep well , I will oversleep and fail to  wake up early to study BA. And when i realise i dont have enough time to study for BA , i feel fucking fucking stress. And when i feel fucking  fucking stress , whatever i read doesnt get into my thick head. When that happens , i feel fucking&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;12836128361283 stress .And lastly , during the paper ,cos  i know next to nothing ,I feel  (fucking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;12836128361283)^2 stress , I tear the paper and leave. Tada , the roots to my stress is over . HAHA you actually read this whole pile of crap. P.s sorry for the vulgarities.Neeed to release stresssssssss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260731605767744878-8734942168291493185?l=entangledreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8734942168291493185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/halfway-though.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260731605767744878/posts/default/8734942168291493185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260731605767744878/posts/default/8734942168291493185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/halfway-though.html' title='Halfway though'/><author><name>lolollolooll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260731605767744878.post-1636413790463647315</id><published>2009-02-17T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T23:51:08.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of exams and injection</title><content type='html'>Exams are coming and strange enough , i am very worried for them .Last semester ,  I could always tell myself that i have more than enough time and only study the day before the exam. But now,  I can't .I'm so scared yet this fear doesnt serve as a motivation to revise.It motivates me to get hospitalised.And if i really resort to this option ,  i know my classmates are more than willing to help me,  right Chiau lee?Out of curiosity ,    i started making comparisons .&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAST SEM    &lt;/span&gt;                                                               &lt;br /&gt;I attend every(most)  lecture(s)  &lt;br /&gt;I do some tutorials/homework&lt;br /&gt;I pay attention during lecture and tutorials&lt;br /&gt;I ask questions when im confused&lt;br /&gt;Can still vividly remember the stuff i learnt even after a period of months&lt;br /&gt;Curse at Principles of marketing and Business Accounting subjects.&lt;br /&gt;Coursework results not bad&lt;br /&gt;I dont have any expectations .Henceforth ,  im not scared of failing.No hopes = no disappointment = not scared of failing (ya right)&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS SEM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only attend BA lectures(the lecturer is too good to be missed) and revision lectures(most).&lt;br /&gt;I didnt do my tutorials/homework&lt;br /&gt;I pay attention during tutorials&lt;br /&gt;I ask questions when im confused&lt;br /&gt;Cant remember any shit i learnt after a while&lt;br /&gt;I dont curse at any subject...alright maybe marketing&lt;br /&gt;Want to improve my GPA from last sem.&lt;br /&gt;Coursework results not up to expectations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yet i am still so lazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So moral of the story ,  lectures do help and doing tutorials are important as well .But seriously ,  do you think i  care?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Knowing what to do is one thing .Acting upon it is another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok was sick today and went to the doc's after school.I couldn't absorb anything that i studied today and that sucks.Anyway ,  i wasnt really very focused cos i felt very tired etc.The doctor  gave me a jab which is soooo not cool cos it hurts like hell and i have problems walking after that.Thanks man.Backside pain...ok too much details.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway ,  good luck to whoever is reading this post now.Hope you pass with flying colours.And failure to those who never read .XD..Jokes...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;please take this personal&lt;/span&gt;.Lol.Damn i'm starting to miss my classmates at the wrong time.*sniff sniff*.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PUI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260731605767744878-1636413790463647315?l=entangledreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1636413790463647315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/of-exams-and-injection.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260731605767744878/posts/default/1636413790463647315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260731605767744878/posts/default/1636413790463647315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/of-exams-and-injection.html' title='Of exams and injection'/><author><name>lolollolooll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260731605767744878.post-6258412648412534937</id><published>2009-02-15T22:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T22:27:02.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's day.</title><content type='html'>Will make this short and sweet;...will &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;try&lt;/span&gt; to.Met up with 3 guys after much consideration(im straight).Anyway , the list of interesting things that happened today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Daniel and Andre was late for 25mins.&lt;br /&gt;2)made me felt emotional/sad cos they kept singing sad songs ;not saying they are bad or good     singers but i was touched by the lyrics;not their vocals.&lt;br /&gt;3) When Daniel asked us for the reasons we fell for the girls we like(respectively) , Andre and I was pretty much dumbfonded.When we asked him the same question , he could'nt reply.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;4) Accidentally broke a glass&lt;br /&gt;5)acted like a retard(Or am I one?)&lt;br /&gt;6) Many thanks to daniel , Andre and Sean to "take care " of me for like an hour plus plus before my childhood friend came to fetch me&lt;br /&gt;7)thanks weiqi&lt;br /&gt;8)Happy Valentine's day&lt;br /&gt;9) Entertained while reading this post?SCREW YOU.&lt;br /&gt;10)Happy Valentine's day(though it's over)&lt;br /&gt;11) Bye;Bia-tchos (bitch+ nachos?;talk about randomness -___-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260731605767744878-6258412648412534937?l=entangledreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6258412648412534937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260731605767744878/posts/default/6258412648412534937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260731605767744878/posts/default/6258412648412534937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s day.'/><author><name>lolollolooll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260731605767744878.post-7184749392957697400</id><published>2009-02-15T20:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T20:13:05.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday the 13th</title><content type='html'>Today i will be blogging about events that occured in 2 separate days. This post will be for the last day of school...That day  , I was really very tired but still  , I had to go school . It was the last day of 1b22(my class).After class  , we took lots and lots pictures ( i will upload soon i guess) and went out together . It was kinda sad that not all went out together as they had their own programmes . Anyway  , a group of us went town together......&lt;br /&gt;I need to process my memory and i dont know why but im out of words currently .Maybe im too emotional ;maybe I cant think of the right words to describe that day ...anyway i will edit this post soon..stay tune.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260731605767744878-7184749392957697400?l=entangledreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7184749392957697400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/friday-13th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260731605767744878/posts/default/7184749392957697400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260731605767744878/posts/default/7184749392957697400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/friday-13th.html' title='Friday the 13th'/><author><name>lolollolooll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260731605767744878.post-4721920863751216107</id><published>2009-02-12T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T23:58:59.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I always felt that I'm very fortunate ....at least thats what i've been telling myself.For my whole life  ,every now and then  , I would tell myself this " I'm very fortunate compared to many others"..but i never fail to end off with "Or am I not?" In this world  , everyone has problems ...you may think that you have the most severe problems compared to anyone living creature , think again . There are more sad cases  ,unknown to you ; and that day you discover those cases is the day you realise that you're not so unfortunate afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hearing some heartwrenching stories tonight that made me cry (credits to ...)  , I am damn sure  that i am a very fortunate guy.No doubts or whatsoever.I dont know what im really writing  ,with all seriousness in mind. But  im writing this post to remember  the stuff i learnt/heard  tonight ...So that in the future  , it could refresh my memories and humble my pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for that; Im sorry that this post is a nonsensical one.One more thing  ,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Be nice to everyone because each of them are fighting their own battles elsewhere&lt;/span&gt;.In my own humble opinion  , no one in this world has no problems. With that being said  , i dont believe that there's any " happy-go-lucky" guy(im talking about healthy , normal people over here) in the world.To me ,it's just a hidden self.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260731605767744878-4721920863751216107?l=entangledreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4721920863751216107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-always-felt-that-im-very-fortunate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260731605767744878/posts/default/4721920863751216107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260731605767744878/posts/default/4721920863751216107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-always-felt-that-im-very-fortunate.html' title=''/><author><name>lolollolooll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260731605767744878.post-7196322842852068892</id><published>2009-02-10T20:13:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T21:10:35.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day full of  crapping and joking</title><content type='html'>First and foremost  , I'd like to apologise to my *beloved* friend Yusof for waking up late (and it's the most important BA lecture).I tried my best to wake up ;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;seriously&lt;/span&gt;.I even went to bed early yesterday night but damn ; my mind kept thinking about some crap stuff and in the end ; it took me dammmmmmn loooooonnng to doze off.I was even late for BA(business accounting) tutorial for 30mins but as i live damn far   , I always come up with "PIE(pan island expressway) JAM ar ; SLE(dont know) jam ar ".As it's the last tutorial   , He   , being awefully kind   ,  blinked an eye and gave chance.BA was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;baddddd&lt;/span&gt; although it was very fun.Time flies cos I was0 enjoying myself ; crapping with Hui Min and Sean.But at the same time   , im directly digging my own graveyard cos i know nuts about this chapter.Hope you guys feel accomplished -.- ..but it was fun nevertheless.I will settle my doubts on this topic in&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; near&lt;/span&gt; future;i hope/guess.&lt;br /&gt;Initially wanted to go have my lunch with the girls cos 1)the guys like to go some damn far coffeeshop and it's 1pm ;which means it's freaking hot and 2) I never really interact with the girls in the class and want to get more memories(?) to cherish(?).But in the end   , Yusof and a few others wanted to go ITAS.I didnt want to follow at first but in the end   , still get "phsyco" by Yusof.&lt;br /&gt;I shalln't say anything about Macroecon's lecture cos i left halfway and went to bugis with Sean   , Chiau lee and Wang.These 3 people  , i tell you   , is seriously the best people to be with if you are feeling depressed.They know how to make you laugh till your cheeks get numb   , your stomach aches   , and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;crap in your pants(ignore this)&lt;/span&gt;.Our conversations usually/always full of crap and freaking funny cos it's really out of the world man;Chiau lee is very good at making hypothesis and damn funny btw.And he can continue and continue...can say until  i.e black colour becomes white colour etc;just full of crap basically.Anyway   , we went to arcade(obviously) ..the day Chiau lee don't go arcade when we go bugis is the day i strike TOTO.After that   , went BHG and then went our separate ways.K;ciaos.LOL;you actually read everything i wrote.Damn free huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Should i give her or not?I scared she misinterpret the meaning.And I like someone else already  but....dilemma -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260731605767744878-7196322842852068892?l=entangledreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7196322842852068892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/first-and-foremost-id-like-to-apologise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260731605767744878/posts/default/7196322842852068892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260731605767744878/posts/default/7196322842852068892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/first-and-foremost-id-like-to-apologise.html' title='Day full of  crapping and joking'/><author><name>lolollolooll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260731605767744878.post-9199555529099537866</id><published>2009-02-09T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T21:50:55.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini class outing(?)</title><content type='html'>Today  , went to pray tai-sui with my parents at Louyang temple (first time i pray tai sui) and really felt that it was a somewhat achievement in my life;and my happy mood only to be ruined by the reviison lectures i would have later. After praying and eating  , my father fetched me to school for marketing revision lecture at 11 am. I purposely sat alone so that I would not talk with my classmates and would not miss out any tips (cos my marketing is really like shit so far).In the end  , he just gave a brief run through of all the chapters and I was bored to death ; no one to talk to ;just staring blankly and copying crappy stuff. How smart of me.&lt;br /&gt;  Then  , went for the 1pm Statistics lecture and damn ; this time i sat with my classmates. And as expected  , very little things went into my head . Credits to Daniel and Steve ; constantly disturbing me while i try my best to focus ; but to no avail.So .It was pretty much blind copying without understanding much. Good luck for both statistics and marketing ...-.-&lt;br /&gt;  Anyway  , after that  , went to Daniel's house as Yusof wanted to transfer some games into his hard disk.They(huimin ,evelyn ,veto ,joanne ,daniel ,sean ,leslie wang) wanted to catch the movie "the curious case of Benjamin Button" but yusof did'nt want to watch. So  , it was either i try persuade him to go or we go home together (cos we both live damn far and it's no fun travelling home alone).In the end , fickle-minded Yusof agreed to go and so we went to watch the movie (4pm).Halfway through the movie  , I had to go toilet and accidentally stepped on someone 's foot while struggling my way out .Feeling bad  ,I didn't dare return to my own seat (after going toilet) so i just sat at another row. It's a much better option as I could just move around ,changing my seating posture as I felt damn restless.The movie was damnnn long.Overall , it was a good movie although not as emotional as i thought it would be. And one more thing; freaking lots of emphasis on sex;more like "the sex life of Benjamin Buttons ".No offence , just a joke.&lt;br /&gt;  After the movie  , took a damn long time to agree on what to eat.Chose food court in the end.And after eating  ,  took 168 with yusof.I don't know why but everytime  ,we could just talk cock for 45mins straight .Old topics  ,new topics ;...we could just crap like mad which is nice .Hopefully  , we &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't &lt;/span&gt;take 168 home together next semester ...just kidding.Taking a 168 home with you is not a want anymore;its a need(im not gay).&lt;br /&gt;  Great;I just realised i didnt take Aaron's Marketing lecture notes home.Brilliant.And today's outing is a very special (as it may be last one;who knows)one..a mini class gathering i presume?Ciaos.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ANYONE WANNA STUDY WITH ME DURING STUDY BREAK?!PLEASE..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260731605767744878-9199555529099537866?l=entangledreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/feeds/9199555529099537866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/mini-class-outing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260731605767744878/posts/default/9199555529099537866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260731605767744878/posts/default/9199555529099537866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/mini-class-outing.html' title='Mini class outing(?)'/><author><name>lolollolooll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260731605767744878.post-1171060465746295198</id><published>2009-02-07T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T21:10:16.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leadership test</title><content type='html'>Was supposed to study leadership  last night but ended up chatting with huimin on msn. And after that , I just went to sleep ; hoping to go school early today to study alone . When i reached school , it was like around 11.30 a.m already(3 pm's the test) and my CDS classmate Timothy asked me to study with him .Thank god i did. He had all the notes copied  and was very nice of him to lend me . So , I started studying and joking as usual. Then came Cheryl ( another cds classmate ) whom i seldom talk to . She studied with us . Surprisingly , she is a very friendly and funny girl (I always thought she was an introvert) and talked a lot too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came Nicola (another cds classmate) who craps alot. I learnt that he didn't study too and so ; we started talking crap for 10mins for every 5mins spent on revising. And yes ; nothing went into my head cos I was more interested in talking than realising how little time was left. Cheryl was the only one concentrating revising and i felt bad for crapping ;seriously. Why? Cos she was eavesdropping ;revising and listening to her MP3 at the same time.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She can multi -task&lt;/span&gt;. No choice ; our conversation was just too entertaining. I was disturbing Nicola constantly ; saying that we should sit beside each other when we repeat Leadership  next sem etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon , it was 3 pm (enjoyed myself too much and time fliesssss). And so we walked into the lecture theatre and the teacher there was surprisingly friendly. Before the start of the test , I kept joking with her ; asking her some redundant leadership questions which she don't even teach that subject;making people laugh.And then the  test started ....and ended soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda sad that my cds ; leadership has ended officially not cos that i looooveeee this cds but the friends i made there.They are funny and entertaining people to say the very least.LOL.....ok that "lol" was so uncalled for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway , I didn't know how to do the short answer questions at all ,  so im pretty much left with 40 marks (paper is out of 50) but i have faith in my MCQ though ;just a tiny bit . I hope that i can get at least 30 correct and that i get at least a B for this CDS subject overall.Now dota-ing with Sean ,  Steve and Daniel . Anyway ,  just want to end off with a friendly and helpful advice.Hope you have a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P. S : NEVER JOIN LEADERSHIP CDS.IT'S NOT WHAT YOU THINK IT IS.IT IS GODDDDDAAAMMMM BORING (if you don't have me in your class;seriously)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260731605767744878-1171060465746295198?l=entangledreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1171060465746295198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/leadership-test.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260731605767744878/posts/default/1171060465746295198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260731605767744878/posts/default/1171060465746295198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/leadership-test.html' title='Leadership test'/><author><name>lolollolooll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260731605767744878.post-6140190111407303449</id><published>2009-02-06T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T23:23:49.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting off with a positive note =)  ...NOT.</title><content type='html'>Right now , I'm still questioning myself why i even started this blog. My last one failed miserably due to a few reasons ; mainly because i lost interest in it. On a brighter side , in the future, I could read this blog and laugh at some of the stupid things I've done in the past(IF it survives that long and that i post those stuff)&lt;br /&gt;  Anyway , I want to start this blog on a positive note but i really cant think of any happy incidents these few days ; only 'screwt up crap'.So 'screwt up crap' shall it be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIRST INCIDENT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My leadership presentation was a...err......unique experience. Besides the fact that we presented like crap  ( I shall leave the description alone as it's personal) , my lovely tutor had serious issues with my group. He kept bombarding us with questions and just wanted us to admit that we applied the wrong concept.Me , being me  , just kept answering/arguging back. And the whole class was laughing like mad throughout the Q and A session . Even when im at a loss of evidence or things to say, I would just come up with crap to argue back ; I just had to. In the end , my genius group leader admitted we were wrong and that concept alone cost us 5marks(?) .Brilliant.Anyway, in general ,our group presentation was really pathetic(not to point fingers ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SECOND INCIDENT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something personal . Argued with my best friend  over trivial matters;the same old stuff  a week back. In the past ,He always tell me about his BGR problems and frankly speaking , he made me scared of girls ( a bit). Kept telling me how girls changed after the first few months of dating etc. Anyway , I know it's not fair for me to judge from one side of the story but really ; this is a no- brainer . His gf is simply*expletive* up;or rather , EX-gf. Anyway , argued over his BGR problems . Was initially giving my advices and he just had to disagree with everything . And from BGR  divert to some stupid incident (which i forgot) and the conversation just kept "HEATING" up.Finally; i ended off with " Ok you have your problems.I have mine.Bye(in chinese)."And we havent talked since . Icebreaking session;anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i shall stop here .This is a blog for god's sake and I'm about to make it into my own whining platform.If this continue I would have to change it to whiningloser.blogspot.com.Jokes.Anyway , that's all. You actually read everything? XD&lt;br /&gt;P.S : It's alr 11pm and i havent started studying for my god damn leadership test tomorrow.And I don't think im starting any sooner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260731605767744878-6140190111407303449?l=entangledreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6140190111407303449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/starting-off-with-positive-note-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260731605767744878/posts/default/6140190111407303449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260731605767744878/posts/default/6140190111407303449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entangledreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/starting-off-with-positive-note-not.html' title='Starting off with a positive note =)  ...NOT.'/><author><name>lolollolooll</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
