<?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-6131012916778461315</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:06:34.929-08:00</updated><category term='stressed up'/><category term='holidays are ending'/><category term='brand new start'/><title type='text'>Panda Bears Are Love</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6131012916778461315.post-128143570721942385</id><published>2010-02-14T02:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T02:07:11.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY CNY!</title><content type='html'>Happy Chinese New year!! Bonne Annee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to post something on this blog before it becomes dead with a capital D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to do except hw, which I dun feel like doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel very slacko, but I dun wan to do anything except lie down and watch dramas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-128143570721942385?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/128143570721942385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=128143570721942385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/128143570721942385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/128143570721942385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-cny.html' title='HAPPY CNY!'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-619014932955842125</id><published>2010-01-22T03:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T03:15:14.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plain Tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ARRR!! Je deteste PE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Why must we be subjected to the torturous regime that leaves us tired and dripping with sweat, not mentioning the fact that our muscles are all very pain and tensed and I would just collapse on the floor dead! PE is no longer the PE it once was. The slack days of PE are over!!! I miss those days of walking during PE. It was so much less torturous! I feel like I am going through torture everytime during PE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Homework is piling up like nobody's business! I feel so tired everytime that I will sleep super early, and then a vicious cycle starts. I don't like having to end at 5pm everyday. ): Gone are those blissful 2pm days. I wan my 2pm! ): I don't like lecture/tutorial style. It feels so surreal. I don't really have the mood to get into study mode. Every lecture, I only feel tired. Plus the days end so late, so the lectures later in the day is really very tiring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I want to go back. Je veux retourner. Mais ce n'est pas possible. Les temps n'attendent pas pour quelqu'un!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Au revoir!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-619014932955842125?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/619014932955842125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=619014932955842125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/619014932955842125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/619014932955842125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2010/01/plain-tired.html' title='Plain Tired'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-5161187593342582147</id><published>2010-01-02T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T21:52:45.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Start</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  Happy New Year! Happy 2010! I hope the new year will be a greater year, and bring better prospects!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;  Just got to know my class today... Its all thanks to an sms from "Monkey". I will be in 5N... Its my 1st time having a class that is so behind in terms of alphabat. I have looked at my class, and it consists of 25 people. Of which 9 I know. The rest of them are going to be new people. I hope it will be a great class. It is going to be a new start, but at least I know people, and on the first day, I won't be a lost soul wondering without friends. But I am kinda sad, cos none of my last year clique is in my class. All 4 of us are seperated to different classes... Haiz.... Next year is gonna be a more serious year, with PW and what nots. I am worried about doing project work. I have never liked project work. And then I still have lun4 wen2 to worry about. Haiz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;  Went to Pulau Ubin yesterday with my grandparents, uncles, aunties, cousins and family. We cycled and now my butt is pain, cos the seat is like too small?! As usual, the ride on the boat was horrible, bcos of my new increasingly getting worst motion sickness. This stupid motion sickness cost be to feel horrible on planes, on cars and on ships. I distinctly remember the recent HongKong/Macau trip, where I suffered on the plane and ferry! But I still enjoyed this trip! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;  I can't wait for sch to reopen, since I am sort of rotting at home with nothing to do, except watching drama. I am watching IRIS now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;  Till next time, bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-5161187593342582147?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/5161187593342582147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=5161187593342582147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/5161187593342582147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/5161187593342582147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-start.html' title='New Start'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-1537834868339718893</id><published>2009-12-23T02:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T02:50:49.011-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revival Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;  Due to the fact that China cannot access blogger and facebook, thus I have not posted since a long time! I feel abit out of touch with the cyberworld! Even MSN is a rarity in China. Only on lucky days, which is like 2/10 days does MSN work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;  China trip was great fun! I think I enjoyed myself, although there were emo times, but well, it got by quickly, thanks to my two disciples! (: Haha. I became a shifu overseas... THANKS to the whole group of you for making this trip a bearable trip, although it is 5 weeks, it flew by quite quickly. (: The only thing I didn't really like was our Xi An hostel, which requires me to kill 5-6 cockroach everyday!! And the cleaners dun clean the corpses or change the bedsheets either!!! Totally grossed out. But I preferred the lessons in Xi An. And the terra-cotta was real nice! It is cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;  OMG, a new year is gonna start so soon! I dun wan this year to pass by so quickly. Next year is brand new start, brand new class.... And until now we still dun even know our class!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;  I cant wait to go HongKong!! But I dun wan take airplane, cos I am still feelin unwell... On the day of my return from China, I vomited 6 bags!!! And until now my stomach still super pain!! ): Hate this stomach ache thing, hope it quickly over, or else I cannot enjoy HongKong trip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt; Au Revoir!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-1537834868339718893?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/1537834868339718893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=1537834868339718893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/1537834868339718893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/1537834868339718893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2009/12/revival-time.html' title='Revival Time!'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-4762868212249013646</id><published>2009-10-30T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T03:31:56.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories playing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  A chapter closes, another opens...  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  Another chapter is closed. My secondary school life have officially ended today. I can't believe that through all tears, laughter and fun, it is the end of secondary school life. Although we will still be in the same school next year, it feels somewhat different. Bcos, we would be in a new campus and with new classmates. I hope that I would at least know someone from the new class. Today we got back our GPA and would be able to make choices for subj combi. I have to take CSC, and as for the rest, it is quite settled what I would take. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;  End of year china trip is still making me depressed. But what has to come will still come, and so I would have to wait for that fateful 5 weeks to be over for me to truely feel that the yr4 life is over. Next year, NO MORE CHINA! WESTERN COUNTRIES!!! I am so glad. I think it would be funner somehow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;  Today we still had to attend a last talk at NTU. The place where we had the talk was so ancient and out of place as it looked like a temple next to all the modernised buildings. So tanwei, xuelun, yuqing, selene and me went to JP together and ate our lunch at some korean restaurant then we went together to NTU. NTU is so big, it is like a maze, but I guess all universities are like that. The food at the korean restaurant was alot, I eat until so full!!! It is abit expensive, but I am so full, I could skip dinner! The talk was surprisingly ok, as Dr Liang Wen Fu was the speaker. He let us listen to songs which are ancient, but nice sounding. We also had a super hot tour of the "museum" in the campus. When I say hot, i don't mean "hot" as in "her figure is hot" but as in it is really HOT! It was so stuffy without aircon and everything. I was like sweating buckets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;  It has been great making good friends in 3B/4B. I learn to appreciate my friends. Hopefully I would be in the same class with my good friends next year, although that is very unlikely due to the fact that most will take PCME combi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;  ......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-4762868212249013646?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/4762868212249013646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=4762868212249013646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/4762868212249013646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/4762868212249013646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2009/10/memories-playing.html' title='Memories playing'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-4564906173282112605</id><published>2009-10-22T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T05:40:23.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post exam activites and My sister's keeper movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;  I decided to update again. (: Ir has been a long time since I updated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;  Today, we had post exam activities. It was quite fun. But first, the day began with a scolding from the principal due to our "horrible" attire and our haircut. Actually, it seems our school "xiao4feng1" is not very good. Every few days, we will get scolded for this kind of things. Maybe we are just too "a la mode". Me, Zijun and Selene were in shooting. And so we took bus to HomeTeamNS which was super near zijun house, and zijun kept sa3jiao1-ing but to no avail. She wanted to go home straightaway from the place. Unfortunately, it was not possible. The school insisted on us getting back to school first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;  The shooting sound was quite loud, but it was fun. I scored 92 points. (: But I was lucky, cos I am a left hander, so I could use the lighter gun. I was quite bad for the "tribal hunt" which involved shooting animals which are so small, they cant be seen. I went off the animal totally. But I was ok in the "dice roll", in fact I got 4 consecutive shoots for it. (: But it was all in good fun, and we won 2nd prize! Its quite good! Considering none of us have any experience in this area. (: I wanna thank my teammates for their great shooting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;  Then after the activity, we reached back early, so I went to watch "My sister's keeper" at Orchard Cineleisure. It was my first time going there and I almost got lost! It was the first day of the movie. So I was afraid there would be no seats, but surprisingly quite alot of seats. But the movie was not nice, they totally change everything from the book! Someone who was suppose to die didn't die. Someone who was supposed to live didn't live. Someone who was suppose to appear, didn't appear. And so, in conclusion, the movie and the book are very different. Emphasis was put in different places. I was disappointed. The book is 10 times better. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;  I got lost at Orchard Cineleisure and end up have to like some wanderer, wander about to find the MRT station. OMG, can't believe I can get lost in Singapore, but I still managed to get lost. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Till next update, BYE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-4564906173282112605?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/4564906173282112605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=4564906173282112605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/4564906173282112605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/4564906173282112605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2009/10/post-exam-activites-and-my-sisters.html' title='Post exam activites and My sister&apos;s keeper movie'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-4342549346030733897</id><published>2009-10-12T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T19:01:58.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Exams Outing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;  The exams are finally over yesterday, and tanwei, selene, zijun and me went out to celebrate this great and joyous occassion!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;  The last CID exam was a total crapping exam. One must know how to crap to get through that lame exam. I think I probably flunk the whole exam. The second part was so crappy, I think the school thought we are some buisnessman who know loads about environment labels. I seriously knew nothing, and I had no choice but to crap about some lame stuff, which I bet got me no where.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;  Anyway, we went to MarinaSquare and watched the shops open. Almost no shops were opened, and so tanwei, selene and me walked around aimlessly, searching for a place to eat breakfast while waiting for zijun. We finally decided to eat at KFC, where there was at least other people eating, not only us. We stayed there for around 1hour, then we walked around for another 1hour. Selene and tanwei managed to buy dress each. I just looked and commented whether the dress was nice or not. Haha. Then finally at 12pm, we went to kbox. Zijun was still not here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;  It was after we were inside for around 30mins, that she promptly arrived. We all ate hainan chicken rice, which was quite oily. I drank ice honey lemon tea. Then we sang those high songs, and the person only chased us out 1hour late of our allocated timing! I think they did not care. So we had free one hour. :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;  Then we walked for around 1hour around Marina Square again. This time more shops were opened. But still, not much money, so never really buy anything much. We just window shop. We saw many other RVians there too. I think yesterday, if one were to go all around Singapore's shopping centres, there will be at least one RV group in every shopping centre. Bcos, Singapore has nothing exciting to do except perhaps shopping..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;  I am seriously bored with nothing to do! I am BORED TO TEARS. There is no nice movie, nice thing to do! Argh!!! I am bored....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-4342549346030733897?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/4342549346030733897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=4342549346030733897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/4342549346030733897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/4342549346030733897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2009/10/post-exams-outing.html' title='Post Exams Outing!'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-1846508236824306531</id><published>2009-10-10T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T08:04:26.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dread</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The string of exams are finally over. I think I flunked the french Olvl oral. But no choice... The two examiners were quite scary. They totally did not help me. They didn't want to prompt me or help me. I think they dun like me! They stared at me, I stared at them cos I did not know what to say. In fact, I think I stunned for around 1 minute! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I am dreading the end of year. I don't want to go overseas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-1846508236824306531?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/1846508236824306531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=1846508236824306531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/1846508236824306531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/1846508236824306531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2009/10/dread.html' title='Dread'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-4336937732755708502</id><published>2009-09-15T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T00:55:39.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>U-p-d-a-t-e!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;  I finally decided to update my blog. (: I did not update for the past few times bcos blogger was down. ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;  The sept hols past uneventfully fast. I went to watch two movies: 9 and G-force. I realised the cartoons now are getting more and more ridiculous and more and more frightening. Apparently now even "Up" is scary. That movie is so not scary. If "Up" is scary, nothing is not scary. And now children cannot stand scary scenes?! While watching 9, I heard a small girl in front of me crying and covering her face with her jacket bcos apparently 9 is very scary. The whole movie was engulfed in super darkness and these 9 aliens just walked around here and there in a world without humans. Occassionally this humongous spider with red eyes would come and then fight here fight there. The ending was quite lame. G-force was trying too hard to stretch the truth. And it was unconvincing in the sense that the  bad character immediately became good after one word of advise. Its definitely not real in real life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;  Anyway, today while sitting 963, another weird thing happen. An old lady was pissed off with a middle-age woman who did not want to sit on the inner seat of the bus, the old lady just put her leg right in the middle of the middle-age lady's two legs! The old lady was practically attempting to jump over the middle-age lady! The middle-age lady was super pissed and asked what the old lady was trying to do. The old lady started complaining that the middle-age woman should move in. But this is freedom of choice? Why must the middle-age woman move in? Sometimes people like to sit outside bcos they would be alighting soon! Besides, even if the old lady wants to sit inside, I m sure the middle-age lady would give way if asked nicely. I seriously think there are many different sorts of old people in 963. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;  Argh! Changing french class. Hope the teacher is good. Haiz... GPA should be screwed thanks to french.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-4336937732755708502?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/4336937732755708502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=4336937732755708502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/4336937732755708502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/4336937732755708502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2009/09/u-p-d-t-e.html' title='U-p-d-a-t-e!'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-5736624740269459132</id><published>2009-08-11T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T04:24:05.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Up!</title><content type='html'>I love the movie Up! Its a nice movie! I love the characters especially the old man! He is like so square and cute. But it was a bit saddening to watch his wife die and him being left all alone. I almost felt like crying when I saw him alone. ): So sad. But life is like that, full of going and coming, nothing is fixed and certain. But it was still a heart wrenching moment for me to watch the old man dissolve in tears.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Before watching the movie, I went with my sis to eat pizza hut. She treated me, and I treated her to movie tickets. So we are even. (: Haha! Then we went to watch the movie. (: &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Tmr is CID presentation, and I m not ready at all! I dun wanna present! Its so horrible, I always forget what I want to say without script! Oh disaster!!! Tmr also have maths test! Crap! I am not that ready too. ): My probability concepts have been returned to mr ang. :P The probability of me getting good marks is less than 0.5. ): Oh no. I shouldn't be even using the com to do crap and watching stuff! I am going to be good and prepare for my CID presentation now! Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-5736624740269459132?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/5736624740269459132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=5736624740269459132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/5736624740269459132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/5736624740269459132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2009/08/up.html' title='Up!'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-8302412169314585855</id><published>2009-07-22T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T02:12:16.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Education problem?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Today, I felt embarrassed to be an RVian. Here is what happened on the bus journey home in 963.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;  It was super crowded at the bus stop opposite school bcos the year 1-4 were all squeezing and pushing and behaving like kiasu singaporean citizens, squeezing their way up the bus. Then in the bus, everyone seem to be talking at the same time. It was so noisy, I could not really tolerate the noise level. Like the self evaluation we did today, my peers evaluated low tolerant level on my part. So I just had to pretend to meditate and ignore the noises. The bus drove to the NUH bus stop. That was when something that made me embarrassed to be an RVian happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;  RVians were too busy chatting in their own world, ignoring everything, especially the year 1-3, which I distinguish according to uniform. They were occupying a huge part of the bus, considering that the bus was quite small. As usual, many people wanted to get up at the NUH stop, unfortunately, there was no space, as everyone was too caught up talking and talking. Then the bus driver shouted in chinese: 移进去！没有位子！不要再讲话了！移进去！真是没有公德心，上巴士也不懂得移进去！而且还是立化中学！那不是一所好学校吗？为什么把学生教成这样子，不懂得做好公民。But that was not the worst and most insulting to RVians. More was to come as an old man passenger, around in his 60s came up and started speaking too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;  He said: 立化中学的学生都这样，我们的教育现在变成什么模样了？我要找他们的校长问。你们学校没有教好公民吗？你们为什么不要移进去？新加坡的未来完蛋了。连立化的学生都这样！政府的政策很没有用，培育出的学生有8个A1 又怎么样？一样是社会的败类。政府一直强调不要在巴士上吃东西，要注意可疑物品，但从没有教学生要有礼貌。新加坡的未来惨了。中国和韩国的人都会给老人让位。而且我经常到中国都有位子做。韩国的老人也会骂巴士上没有让位的学生。Then he suddenly pointed to an RV boy who had his earpieces plucked into his ears, then he scolded that boy: 从刚才到现在都看到你没有动到，身体弱啊？(it was dripping with sacarsm) 不能让为啊？年纪轻轻就这样，去喝补汤！Then he spoke in dialect and said: They all do not have brains, they do not know how to give way. The future is bleak, they do not have proper education. Then he keep stressing the point that even 立化also like that, then other schools how. Then he kept on criticising our school. He kept talking and talking until one junior in front stood up and give way to him. Then he said he did not want to sit. He said he just want to scare us?! For the whole bus journey he was talking and talking about failed government policies and how students now only know how to get 8 A1s but are no use to society. They are a burden to society. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I think there would be a letter from the Members Of The Public tomorrow, bcos many people were staring at us. I felt embarrassed for the school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This left me to think and ponder about his words. He seemed very against us, and he was stereotyping the whole school bcos of one bunch of people. Although I think we have done wrong, and been too noisy.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;How will our future be if all young singaporeans are selfish as the old man claimed? I seriously don't know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-8302412169314585855?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/8302412169314585855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=8302412169314585855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/8302412169314585855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/8302412169314585855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2009/07/education-problem.html' title='Education problem?'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-7903488424423883727</id><published>2009-07-11T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T20:22:46.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Its really been a long time since I updated. My blog is kinda dead, so I wanted to close it down. But on second thought, I shall just leave it, anyway sometimes, some people might just randomly decide to come visit. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tomorrow is the start of the bunch of tests that are going to be coming. We have to stay back tomorrow for maths test! Oh No! This time I have no confidence in the maths test, firstly bcos of the angle and circle properties, secondly bcos of P&amp;amp;C. ): I dun tink I would be able to score well this time. Cos its like I really dunno how to do. ): Haiz.... This is so bad news! I always rely on maths to help me. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;My whole body is aching as usual again bcos of dancing for 3h 30 mins non stop vigorously yesterday! I still can't do two pirouettes (turns) without releasing my leg after the 1st round. ): Oh no! I think I am the worst in my class.... Argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I am super tired now. Yesterday slept too late cos watch harrypotter and the chamber of secrets. I tink have to watch all the parts from the 1st one to the 5th one then can refresh memory and go the cinmea watch the latest one. :P I am waiting! Haiz... Too bad release on thurs, then got CS, so cannot go watch. Then saturday so busy also. So maybe only sunday morning. ): So sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Elearning is not fun. Elearning=more hw. I dun like Elearning. But the good thing is waking up late and not going to sch. But I still have to go 3rd lang, so still have to go out from home. So to me Elearning is not that fun afterall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Life is really unfair sometimes. Today I read the newspaper about the article about Dr William Tan. Life really treats him unfairly, he had polio and so had to be wheel-chair bound. But he did not give up on life, instead went around the world for marathons and did well in them, raising many funds in the process. However, he is now struck by cancer. Life is so unpredictable in that sense. I feel scared at the prospects of the future. Oh no, starting to sound emo and philosphical...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Till nxt time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-7903488424423883727?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/7903488424423883727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=7903488424423883727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/7903488424423883727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/7903488424423883727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2009/07/update.html' title='Update!'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-3117698627538639921</id><published>2009-06-23T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T03:55:42.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last week of cute holidays.</title><content type='html'>I am feeling very sad now. Its the last week of holidays!!! ): Yesterday news say they would not extend the holidays. So saddening. ): Wish they extended it even longer! But no choice, means holidays are really ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole body, especially my legs are aching like nobody's buisness. Went to ballet on Sat, Sun, Mon and Tues! Somemore, each time is around 2 hours, and on tues is 3 hours of vigorous training. My legs can't take it anymore. The muscles seem to have already tore or something. So painful! My calf muscles are like so tense and stretched! But no choice, my ballet so lan4, have to go for vigorous training then can improve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been playing some typing game on fb, super duper fun! But then I realised actually my typing is quite slow. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am bored. Seriously everyday going facebook and searching for things to play. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, gonna update more, cos got school then update definitely diminish. ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-3117698627538639921?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/3117698627538639921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=3117698627538639921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/3117698627538639921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/3117698627538639921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2009/06/last-week-of-cute-holidays.html' title='Last week of cute holidays.'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-4271786979351126112</id><published>2009-06-17T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T06:11:58.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Time!</title><content type='html'>Today was a great day out with my family. My mum could only take leave on one day, and so today must be well spent. Or else, it would be a wasted leave. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  My sis and I planned the day out. First, in the morning, we went to Mcdonalds for breakfast. Then we went to kbox at Marina Square. This is our first time as a family going to kbox. This is also my parents first time at kbox, and my second time. (: We had fun singing a great variety of songs, from oldies to new songs. However, unluckily, we could not have klunch and had to resort to the super expensive khappy. Which is totally not worth the money! We should have booked before hand or something! We had two drinks. My parents sang oldies, and me and my sis sang new song. (: At least everyone could sort of hold a tune. (: We sang until 3.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Next on schedule, we went to Haagen Dasz (is it spelled like that?), and I treated my family to ice cream! The ice cream so expensive one lar! Cost me almost 80 bucks! I almost fainted when seeing the bill! Every mouth I eat cost me 2 dollars I think. Somemore economy no good or something, the brownie shrinked to half the normal size but cost the same amt! So scammed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  We wanted to watch movie, but then no discount, so I thought forget it. And so, we did not watch any movie. We went shopping and bought clothes! (: We almost bought random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I enjoyed my day! (: It was a great day. So sad that it ended so fast. Hope we can have more of this kind of time together more often. We rarely have such quality time together thanks to the busy and hectic school life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Au revoir till next time. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-4271786979351126112?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/4271786979351126112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=4271786979351126112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/4271786979351126112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/4271786979351126112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2009/06/family-time.html' title='Family Time!'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-5431289533551937873</id><published>2009-06-12T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T07:26:37.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>too much...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;  Sometimes, there is so much work, I do not know where to start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;  Today, went to tanwei's house to discuss phy proj. I discuss until become blurr. So much physics concepts. So much knowledge being bombarded at me. I can't believe we are suppose to make a video! I mean how is it possible for us to do 5 whole mins of phy concept explaination. Just thinking about it gives me headache. We met at around 1.30pm but until 8pm, we have not finished discussing the crucial part. Is like we link from magnetism to current?! I think we got abit out of point. And we have to meet up again to do the actual filming!!! GOSH! I cannot think about it anymore, or else I can't sleep tonight due to stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;  Tmr is free day! Holiday! No piano, no ballet no anything! I can finally get down to doing my hols hw. My table is piled up to the brim with homework. That is not including those that have to be done online. My headache is building up with every word that I type.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;  OMG! Why is hols more stressful than sch days? I still have 2 lun4 wen2 to do!!! How to survive??? GOSH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;  Maybe I will return to sch after hols with eyebags from chionging hw everyday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-5431289533551937873?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/5431289533551937873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=5431289533551937873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/5431289533551937873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/5431289533551937873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2009/06/too-much.html' title='too much...'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-5525991794386139026</id><published>2009-06-07T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T21:07:26.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BSP camp 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;UPDATES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The BSP camp this year was quite fun. However, it was tiring, as this year, we are the organising team instead of the sec3s who just concentrate on having fun. This year was a year where instead of getting fat, we became thinner, as we skipped dinner and lunch. But surprisingly, I did not feel very hungry, maybe I was too tired and busy to feel hungry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Being in charge of the camera is not easy. It is very stressful, as the speaker loves walking from left to right alot, and then my wobbly hands have to follow suit. Sometimes, I am even scolded by the teachers for not being there. It is a huge responsiblity. But it is fun being in charge of the camera and getting pictures that are not so glam. (: I have posted all the pics on facebook. Now my email is srsly spammed bcos of that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Having ballet lesson later, better go now. Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-5525991794386139026?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/5525991794386139026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=5525991794386139026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/5525991794386139026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/5525991794386139026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2009/06/bsp-camp-2009.html' title='BSP camp 2009!'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-2923467101021118316</id><published>2009-05-19T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T04:59:01.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SAD..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;  I am disappointed in myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;  My moys are a mess. My LA is almost as bad as flunking. I feel so sad. LA is all about the teacher liking your writing style, and apparently mine was not well received by the teacher. I find it pointless actually. LA is like so unpredictable, what's the point of doing a subject that has no point and actually is very subjective? I screwed up LA big time. Just as I was starting to enjoy LA, this horrid results crash me down badly again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;  Maths everyone also did very well. So well, A1 is not considered good afterall. It is just no use. If everyone can get A1, it is no longer precious. Like what Mrs Lee was stressing for 30 mins during physics class today. She was saying that if things are easy to get, they are no longer precious. Well, thats the case for maths. I think that when things are too easy, we no longer treasure them as much. For physics, well, it was another long day reviewing mistakes which are all crossed in red marker crosses and filled with words indicating wrong concepts. I wonder about my physics... What exactly is my standard now? If it gets well then drops for the next test? Like my static test that failed. I am starting to lose confidence in everything that I have been doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;  For chem, everyone got like A1, while I did not. I feel so zi4 bei1. Is like I am always behind and lacking something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;  CSC and SCS and HCL. These are the papers not back yet. I have a bad feeling for CSC and SCS esp, bcos Mr Tan went through the ans, and I wrote out of point. ): I intepreted the sources wrongly too. In that case, I would probably fail, and there goes my 80% SCS. )): For CSC, today during CID, he told some pro people from my class they did not do very well. Which indicates, I am dead, as I hve always been just passing. If even those pro people cannot do well, where does that leave me? HCL is crappy, I wrote the compo all wrongly, and my main paper, when she went through that day, it was full of mistakes. ): I think I am depressed. I am ranting like some depress maniac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;  I know results are not everything. But well... Wonder what put me in this depressed mood? Perhaps is the talk we had during CCA today. My CCA mates and me were slackin away, and we chatted and the more I thought of my whole school life and everything, the more depressed I am. Oh well... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;  Since no one ever visits this dead blog, I guess whatever I am saying will not be seen by anyone, so I would not affect anyone with this depressed post. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-2923467101021118316?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/2923467101021118316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=2923467101021118316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/2923467101021118316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/2923467101021118316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2009/05/sad.html' title='SAD..'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-574766134070214639</id><published>2009-05-12T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T03:18:56.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mix of feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333399;"&gt;  Although moys are over. I feel far from relief. All the tests have been killers. I feel cheated by the maths department also... They give us so many easy small tests, then moys so hard. Like purposely want to kill us. Furthermore, they even come out some stuff that is not tested. I can't believe it! How can they like that? Like that we cannot even pass. The paper is so der hard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;"&gt;LA: .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;"&gt;HCL: .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;"&gt;SCS: die le. definitely die. out of point and it is 80%!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;"&gt;Maths: both papers equally dead. they go and come out so difficult one i cannot even finish. i am so sad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;"&gt;Physics: die. confirm fail again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;"&gt;Chemistry: haiz....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;"&gt;CSC: probably get horrid results again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;"&gt;  So as you can see, I am dead for moys. Hope I will never get it back. Or else will cry until die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;"&gt;  Today went to kbox. First time ever in kbox. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;"&gt;  First went to Vivo, then saw bunches of RVians, quickly run away. I dun like to be seen with lots of people. :P I sort of shun people. So I am a hermit crab with little friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;"&gt; Then went to Plaza. Then like very little people, very bu4 zi4 zai4. In the end went Marina Square. Then went kbox. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;"&gt;  OMG, i never knew it was quite fun. Haha. Ate lunch inside and sang songs until 2pm, they chase people out. I think I sing until glass shatter. So not nice to hear lar, so out of tune. But it was nevertheless fun. Too bad ZJ is always not free. Always only left the two hermit crabs. Always either ZJ or TW not free one lor. They two ar, so busy, like buisness women, want to go out with them have to book in advance I think. Must book in 1 year advance or something! The people in the room beside us very spooky lor, keep copying the songs we choose. I hear le, also feel spooked out. We just finish singing, then will hear the exact same song from the other room. Aiyoyo, our song so nice meh?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;"&gt;  I had a great time today. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;"&gt;  Now I am wasting time on computer. HEHEE. Watching some random shows and going to facebook, just having fun. Till exam results come back then start crying bah.... (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;"&gt; BYE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-574766134070214639?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/574766134070214639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=574766134070214639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/574766134070214639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/574766134070214639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2009/05/mix-of-feelings.html' title='Mix of feelings'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-7231240457457667405</id><published>2009-04-17T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T19:30:01.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quelque chose</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Bonjour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;C'est vraiment longtemps que j'ai ecrite. Parce que il n'y avait pas de choses tres interessant. Je me sens que je suis un echec. Je suis mauvaise en tout les choses. Mon francais est tres mauvaise. Je l'ai echoue. Je sais que je suis parasseux. Mais je suis tres triste. Peut-etre j'arreterais francais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Au Revoir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-7231240457457667405?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/7231240457457667405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=7231240457457667405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/7231240457457667405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/7231240457457667405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2009/04/quelque-chose.html' title='Quelque chose'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-6926724025966864424</id><published>2009-04-03T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T05:28:56.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mourir</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Today has 3 tests. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;                            1)Physics (can pass but wont do well)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;                            2)Maths (ok)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;                            3)French (totally die)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The french test was totally horrid. No one understood the comprehension passage and the questions that came out were totally out with what I ever learnt. I definitely fail. I am dead already. ): Argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;This few days are so boring. So much clashes with test (3tests on fri, 2tests on mon), then have to stay back for NAPFA that day. But at least NAPFA was ok, just that now my whole body pain. My chem is a mess and my maths concepts have flown back to Mr Ang. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Today I have a theme: Copying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I realised that  ______________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;My surrounding _____________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Je ne sais pas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Je n'aime pas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Je suis desolee,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Mais je ne t'aime pas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Je desteste son action&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Oui!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Toi! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Arretez-vous _______&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Au Revoir!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-6926724025966864424?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/6926724025966864424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=6926724025966864424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/6926724025966864424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/6926724025966864424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2009/04/mourir.html' title='Mourir'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-2511018428522391661</id><published>2009-03-23T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T05:48:32.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lost of words...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;原来绝望是这种感觉。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;i finally understand how the victims feel when they find they have not other way to go. If something ever happens to the victim of bullying or ocstrsizing for example comitting suicide, the bullies are the ones responsible. I hope that those bullies will always sleep with an uneasy heart knowing they ruin someone's life by taking up bullying. And all those who follow the leader by the nose and not know anything, they are even worst. They are the worst kind of bullies ever. They deserve to feel regretful forever and ever too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;HATE is spelled in capitals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-2511018428522391661?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/2511018428522391661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=2511018428522391661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/2511018428522391661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/2511018428522391661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2009/03/lost-of-words.html' title='lost of words...'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-2270168700460640197</id><published>2009-03-19T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T01:10:28.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flying high up and away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://zenov.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/perfect-cut-opening-scene.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 121px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://zenov.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/perfect-cut-opening-scene.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;perfect cut! love perfect cut and perfect cut 2!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://chrisgoh.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/eastcoastpark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://chrisgoh.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/eastcoastpark.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;east coast beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Life is full of ups and downs. But sometimes all we feel is the down parts and no ups. It is like a point of inflexion that keeps going down. But we must learn to put up with imperfections and unhapiness to know true hapiness. I am feeling insightful again. More quotes to come, if you cant stand it then leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Perfection itself is imperfection" &lt;/em&gt;how true this statement is.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;”学会包容不完美才会一切完美“　&lt;/em&gt;we must learn to embrace imperfectness to be perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I love quotes. Short phrases which mean much more than they look is great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I went to the beach and cycle yesterday. First my father brought us to eat buffet. Sumptious! Then when we became so full we cannot eat anymore, we went to east coast and cycle for two hours straight all the way to nearly changi jetty or something like that. So oolu that place. Then we went back and cycle in the other direction. After sometime, my butt was like super pain from the triangular seat of the bicycle. Then there was those slopes that you have to cycle up. My whole body was screaming tired. I felt like I was tiao3 zhan4 -ing ji2 xian4! Felt so exhausted. Then we went to the beach and I went into the sand with my sis. We saw a guy catching sea worms with bare hands. Gross. Long white and thin things. Ewww!!! My mum was overseas so she never go with us. So sad. ): Miss mum. But we had a fun time with dad. (: wish i had taken pics to post! (: Then we went home aching everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Read finish handle with care! OMG, so saddening the ending!!! Felt like crying when I saw the ending! That day watch titanic for the 5th time I also felt very sad when Jack died. ): But I never cry for this kind of stuff before. (: So I am not a sentimental person! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;LOVE MY FAMILY and LOVE MY HOLIDAYS! :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-2270168700460640197?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/2270168700460640197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=2270168700460640197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/2270168700460640197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/2270168700460640197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2009/03/flying-high-up-and-away.html' title='Flying high up and away'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-5101080560412123604</id><published>2009-03-15T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T23:58:31.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beaucoup de devoirs</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;  Aujournd'hui,  je regarde un film s'appelle Les Choiristes. C'est un bon film. Je pense que c'est interessant. Mais je ne le comprends pas un peu. Heureusment, il y a les mots pour m'aider. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;  J'ai beaucoup de devoirs. Alors, il est necessaire que je ne joue pas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;  I have changed my blogskin and am going to post to make this blog less dead, then I would go do something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;  My weekend was quite slack. Watch finished tong1 tian1 gan4 tan4. Haiz... Ending abit not nice. :P Haha. Actually nothing much to post. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;  Holidays still must go back school hear talks and all those stuff. Sian lar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-5101080560412123604?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/5101080560412123604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=5101080560412123604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/5101080560412123604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/5101080560412123604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2009/03/beaucoup-de-devoirs.html' title='Beaucoup de devoirs'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-5863057384493367696</id><published>2009-03-05T03:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T04:06:37.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EMO-ing</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Well, I guess its not anything new. This is me emoing again. I am feeling very down now. Today at school not only have da3 ji1 from results, I found out that everyone is against me. I emo-ed while walking on the track today. People keep putting me down. I may be always doing work, but that is bcos I dun wan do work when I get home. I may look like a nerd but thats how I am. I may always score badly in everything I do, but I can't help it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sometimes despite putting in effort, results were not meant to be. My china studies is as bad as failing. I dun wan to think about it. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Quote that fits my thinking now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/the_world_itself_is_pregnant_with_failure-is_the/256105.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;The world itself is pregnant with failure, is the perfect manifestation of imperfection, of the consciousness of failure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The world is a horrible place to be in. That day when we were doing PDP, I drew a sine graph and used Mr Ang's quote on life is a sine curve. Then I realised that life is not really a sine curve, as there are no "up" points or "maximum" points in my life. I find it a point of inflexion instead. It just keeps going downhill when we are borned. When we are first born, it was probably the best time of our life. As people say, ignorance is bliss, when we were babies, we dunno what a horrible place this world is, where qualifications means everything, when people backstab each other where all sorts of scary things happen. So I guess my life is like a point of inflexion with the last part being a sharp turn up as when our life draws to a close, it should be better when we get to heaven if we ever get there. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;.......................................................................................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-5863057384493367696?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/5863057384493367696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=5863057384493367696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/5863057384493367696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/5863057384493367696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2009/03/emo-ing.html' title='EMO-ing'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-3380257778256452603</id><published>2009-03-03T03:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T03:26:30.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Depressed Mood</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Though most of the tests are over, still feel depressed. seriously a pessimist. There seems to be so many things waiting for me to do! I shall not blog anymore, gtg chiong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;.............................................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-3380257778256452603?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/3380257778256452603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=3380257778256452603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/3380257778256452603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/3380257778256452603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2009/03/depressed-mood.html' title='Depressed Mood'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-6508552750527085394</id><published>2009-02-27T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T06:37:32.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Depressed</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;they say crying is no help. but i just can't help but feel like crying. right now, all i want to do is cry away all the tests and the stress. i m feeling very depressed. i cannot even think properly about any facts. i can't remember anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ils disent que pleuvrer ne m'aider pas. mais je suis tres triste. je veux pleuvrer tous les jours. je veux mourir. c'est le meilleur. je suis tres tres stresse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-6508552750527085394?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/6508552750527085394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=6508552750527085394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/6508552750527085394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/6508552750527085394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2009/02/depressed.html' title='Depressed'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-5525690128611539090</id><published>2009-02-26T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T05:55:08.115-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Stress is when you wake up screaming and realising that you have not even fallen asleep."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Stress is nothing more than a socially accepeted form of mental illness."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Depression is the worst of all sadness. We are hurt so bad that we stop eating, sleeping, hanging out with friends and sometimes even turn to suicide. Our worst nightmare came true and we can't find a way out."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I am finding all sorts of quotes. I think quotes are quite interesting. Recently got to looking at different kind of quotes and who wrote them. Quotes can express more words than many words. (am i making sense?) I agree that depression is the worst form of sadness, and we should not be depressed even in face with the china studies test which I think I am going to fail badly. The first quote is quite scary, we are like trapped in a nightmare when life gets too stressful. The second one is interesting, who would have thought stress is a form of mental illness? Well, if its true, everyone in RV would have mental illness I think. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-5525690128611539090?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/5525690128611539090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=5525690128611539090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/5525690128611539090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/5525690128611539090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2009/02/stressed-up.html' title='Stressed Up'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-7376473100166746147</id><published>2009-02-23T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T03:52:13.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insightful- trust</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;"It takes years to build up trust and only seconds to destroy it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;"Love all, trust a few."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;"Trust thyself only, and another shall not betray thee."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;After looking up all this quotations, I find them very true when I apply them to my own life. It is indeed extremely hard to gain the trust of someone, and it only takes one incident to completely destroy your trust in them. Trust is actually the basis of everything, and some even say its more important than love. I feel that it is indeed very important. For me, my trust once lost would never return for that person. I agree that we should be friends with everyone but only trust some. We should also only trust ourselves in our lives, this way, no one shall ever have the ability to betray us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Feeling Insightful today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Everything is such a disappointment. Sometimes although you work hard, you don't see results, and that is very disheartening. I don't even wanna think about that horrible thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;..................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Trust is easily broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;I learnt that today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-7376473100166746147?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/7376473100166746147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=7376473100166746147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/7376473100166746147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/7376473100166746147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2009/02/insightful-trust.html' title='Insightful- trust'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-8798015899950350045</id><published>2009-02-16T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T19:20:40.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>De plus en plus!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;GOSH, never thought I would say this, but now CID lessons every tuesdays is so boring! I rather they had something on so we can at least do something better than nothing. I cannot even play facebook cos apparently this com does not support shockwave. I am so bored! Can someone literally be bored to death? Well, if no, I shall be the first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Today we learn a "terrible" new topic of maths, which when done wrongly would lead to "disasters"!!! Integration is the word. I can't believe we have to do the opposite of diffrentiation. According to physics, there is an opposite and equal force for every force exerted, which I guess is very true in this case. Ok, I am crapping, thanks to boredom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Je suis tres fatiguee. Je voudrais que je me couche. Mais je pense que c'est tres impossible. Alors, j'aurais me amuser. Oui, c'est folie. Je souhaite que tous les choses mauvaises disapparte. Mais c'est la vie, tu ne peux pas changer les choses mauvaise. Tu devras vivre avec eux. Je ne sais pas. Je ne comprends pas. Beaucoup de, beaucoup de tests sont arriver. Comment? J'ai peur de tests! Je ne vuex pas! Oh la la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I am practising my french above, forgive me for ranting crap. But I feel crappy. :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;GTG, bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-8798015899950350045?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/8798015899950350045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=8798015899950350045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/8798015899950350045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/8798015899950350045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2009/02/de-plus-en-plus.html' title='De plus en plus!'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-3800190201725291272</id><published>2009-02-12T04:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T04:56:18.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Just one simple word: PISSED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;-some people who just cannot mind their own buisness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;-hypocrites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;-AP people with AP faces thinking they are very "der" pretty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;-CHEATERS THAT MAKE US HAVE TO RETEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;-people who have complicated minds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;-people who are jealous of what others have and always put down others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;-power-loving people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;-difficult tests e.g. chem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;-more tests coming at one go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;-homework and more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-3800190201725291272?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/3800190201725291272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=3800190201725291272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/3800190201725291272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/3800190201725291272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-7425492005189593477</id><published>2009-02-11T02:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T02:12:20.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>J'ai Perdu</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I think I am going to quit this bloggin buisness soon. Cos apparently no one visits my blog and no one tags, so no one read, so I quit. Wow! This looks like some kind of chain effect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Seriously stressed up over so many tests coming. You know what? Maths second test is coming. Lang Arts second test is coming. Not to mention chem and phy which are like totally crap. I rather take one million maths paper tha take one physics paper. I am so afraid of failing again. I remember the nightmare of sec3. All my first tests failed. Every subject, and I had a breakdown. I do not want that to happen again. But I am very scared history will repeat. Everyone say history has a tendency to repeat. Oh no... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;More and more complicated stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Un- understandable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Afraid of failing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Just tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Just tired...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Don't want to think...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Don't look forward...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;If only can stay home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;To face everything in .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Is more than I can take....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Can't wait for next year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Though its ages away....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Most people say things will look up next year....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Hope economy looks up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Hope my situtation looks up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;je ne sais pas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;j'ai plus perdu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;comment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;........................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-7425492005189593477?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/7425492005189593477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=7425492005189593477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/7425492005189593477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/7425492005189593477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2009/02/jai-perdu.html' title='J&apos;ai Perdu'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-4671146420363530423</id><published>2009-02-05T04:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T04:51:19.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is never easy</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sometimes, we feel upset for no reason,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;We emo, well at least I emo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Things are coming from so many different directions these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;There is academic work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tests are flying from all different direction,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I don't even have time to breathe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;When another test flies my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I am surprised the test don't knock me down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I feel so stressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I hear the China Studies lecture,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yes, I may find it interesting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;But I cannot absorb it all in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I envy those people who have such great memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;The people who can remember everything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Or the people with photographic memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Then I feel extremely insignificant when some clever people answers all those cheem quesitons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Beside the academic,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;There is the social.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I dunno whats with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I have never been good in social relationships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Maybe I am some freak who just does not interact well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I much rather wrap myself up in a novel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Then face the unknown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Life sometimes is so complicated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Why can't it be simple I wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I am just so confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I shall not go on this eo post anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;The homework piling up on my desk is proof.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Proof that I have to get back to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Stressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;With a capital S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-4671146420363530423?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/4671146420363530423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=4671146420363530423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/4671146420363530423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/4671146420363530423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2009/02/life-is-never-easy.html' title='Life is never easy'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-7908991606896972577</id><published>2009-01-28T02:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T02:25:33.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonne Annee Chinois</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bonne Annee Chinois!!! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't believe the chinese new year holidays is over so fast. I almost could not wake up today as I have been sleeping late nights and waking up late. I dreaded to go school today. The only think I can console myself with is that today is the shortest day out of the 5 days. I shall have to be contented with this fact. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;For chinese new year's eve, we went to my father side ah ma house. Everyone of my cousins gathered there and we ate reunion dinner on two seperate tables. All of the children have grown bigger and the youngest is already pri3, its no wonder there is no place for everyone to squeeze and eat on one table. I think it is quite nice to eat steamboat. I love the hot foot steaming away. All of us ate happily and my grandmother opened some fake can of abalone. Haha. We also lao1 yu2 sheng1. Then the adults started playing cards and the children went to watch television. Mediacorp always bo1 the same show on new year one! I remember watching the exact same two shows they bo1 again! So I just sort of drifted off into space. Then I very sad, everyone said I look fatter. ): They say I become fatter and don't look like a child. How am I suppose to response to that?! I don't want be fat!!!!!!!! Then it was angbao time. We lined up and said greetings according to the age. We could not say some of the greetings for example cai2 yuan2 gun2 gun3 this year as economy no good and cai1 yuan2 sounds like retrenchment. My uncle joked and said he would not give us angbao if we said any of those taboo words. And he took the newspaper which had all the taboo words and checked if we did say any. Then we 12.30pm like that then went home. I was exhausted but still watched tv until 1am to shou3 sui4. I love to shou3 sui4. If only its true that doing this would indeed make our parents live longer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then on the chinese new year day itself, we went to my mother's ah ma house. There more quieter, cos many of the elders have already passed away. And we are not very close to the cousins there cos we seldom see that. So I sort of emo-ed at one corner and did nothing. Then we ate abalone and it was the best thing on earth! Then my uncle commented I was fat!!!!! OH NO!!! SO MANY PEOPLE SAY I FAT!!!! ): BOOHOO!!!! Until my cousins went away then me and my sis played with my ahyi card games. It is fun, and I won 30cents. Not bad considering I only bet 10cents a time. (: Then collected random angbaos from people whom I don't really know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;On chu1 er4, we went to father ahma house. And this time, all those unfamiliar relatives appeared and gave us angbaos. Then for lunch at vegetarien meal cos all these relatives are vegetarien. Then the familiar cousins came and we played card games a while. Then some of my uncles and cousins came my house play mahjong. Me and my cousins also played mahjong. We are beginners so anyhow throw here throw there. Haha! I love playing mahjong as a new game. Cos I usually dunno how play. Hehe. Then we went back my ahma house to drink sharkfin soup and eat dinner. And that is pretty much it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then today, haiz... same old thing, wake up early.... ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GTG..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-7908991606896972577?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/7908991606896972577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=7908991606896972577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/7908991606896972577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/7908991606896972577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2009/01/bonne-annee-chinois.html' title='Bonne Annee Chinois'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-7289134689279055545</id><published>2009-01-19T04:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T04:41:51.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiong!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;PE in RV is seriously the most hiong thing on earth. One can actually die from it. Take for example today, we sprinted 5 rounds. Mine you, sprint not run! Imagine how tired and out of breath we were already. Then came the bombshell: 40 sit-ups, jumping high steps for 3 times which is around 20 times jumping up a super duper high steps, then 40 push ups. Imagine the serious horror!!! ): I almost died, then now my whole body aching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Yesterday was apparently shopping for new year clothes. But at this age, its extremely difficult to buy clothes. I went to the children's dept where my sis bought her clothes. Then all were too small for me. So went adult section where all the clothes so old fashioned. When I attempted to wear them I looked like some working women in the office. I felt so weird. It was quite revealing also! Ewww!!! I hate that kind of clothes. Then we gave up and got out of the dept store. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Afterward, I went ballet then we packed the house. I enjoy ballet alot! (: The packing was quite tiring. But I could not sleep at night cos I keep thinking today's PE need to run 6 rounds cos that time I nvr run. End up although no need 6 rounds, need those torturous things mentioned above. Its worst I think!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-7289134689279055545?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/7289134689279055545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=7289134689279055545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/7289134689279055545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/7289134689279055545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2009/01/hiong.html' title='Hiong!'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-6866262879477936907</id><published>2009-01-12T02:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T02:25:47.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complicated!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I am feeling kinda emo now. I am listening to emo songs and I know nobody can read my blog as I made it private. So this is now my ranting ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Below are some conclusions drawn:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I am so confused and fed up. Things are so complicated in this world. Can't things be simple? Why is the world so complicated and messed up? Why must there be so much human politics. I feel like there are arrows shooting everywhere when I step in to the ____. I just don't get it. No one owns each other and have the rights to judge each other. Why must people always be so judgemental when they make comments. Why must they think they are always the high and mighty ones? Why come the quiet and timid ones also have a chance? All we are asking for is a chance, is that too much to ask for? I just don't get it. Furthermore, I don't see the fairness in some things. Why must the decisions always be handed to other people? I don't get it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I also feel very storngly on hypocritical people. They are the worst people on earth. I hate those people who drift from here to there. What do they think they are? They are woods or logs on water? How can they change 'loyalties' so fast? Who can trust these people? I wonder how these people make friends? I thought you are supposed to stick by your frens the very least? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Another thing, I love chance. Chance is fair and mighty. Chance is not bias to anyone. Chance is a great thing to have on this earth. Without chance, some problems may never be solved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I have given up on the _____. I can't wait for next ____, perhaps____ will be better? I am hoping chance will make good on me this time again. I can't stand the arrows and the hypocrites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I am not trying to point arrows at anyone. Just feeling very insightful at the moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Au Revoir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-6866262879477936907?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/6866262879477936907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=6866262879477936907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/6866262879477936907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/6866262879477936907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2009/01/complicated.html' title='Complicated!'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-5714316145093096629</id><published>2009-01-10T00:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T01:05:18.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>J'ai Mal!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;Decided to make my blog a private blog. I think it is better. Anyway I think no one even comes to my blog. So I shall just make it private. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;J'ai mal! C'est le deuxieme fois! Je suis tres fatiguee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;I don't understand the ____ anymore. It seems to be under Tsar rule in Russia. I don't get it. I wonder why must people be opressed. I think I am reading too much into history. I am confused and hurt by this 'thing' going on. How come others stand hurting people this way? Why must people be hurt? I don't get it, how can some people just so easily hurt other people with words and expect everyone to follow their thinking and expect themselves to get everything they want? I just don't get it? I wonder if a revolution is what we need? I can't stand _____. I can't wait for next year to change _____. Sometimes things are so complicated and brewing on the surface. This is a democratic society, we should have the right to voice our opinions and choose what we want. No one can take away our rights. I am unhappy and NOT afraid of anything. I think I can pull through with my family and close friends with me. (: I just find it weird and I am angry. I don't get it, what ____ have the rights? I seriously am getting long-winded about this thing. I shall stop the posting about this thing and move on to better stuff. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;Went for ballet lessons today. OMG, I felt alittle stiff but I still love ballet so much! And for piano, I am seriously rusty in my playing! I feel so horrible playing out those horrible notes, I must have scared my piano teacher and her baby out of their wits. I think I have to quit bcos I have no time to practice for diploma. I had to wear a mask during the whole lesson cos I was ill, and she was scared I might transmit the virus to her baby. So well, I was having alittle difficulty breathing through the mask. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;I yesterday never did any work and fall asleep straightaway bcos I felt seriously unwell. My whole body was aching and my head was so hot it could cook an egg. I felt sick in school suddenly. My fever was raging at 38.3 degree celcius. I just felt very extremely cold, and luckily yuqing was so kind as to lend me her jacket. (: Then zijun and yuqing followed me to the general office to get some medicine, unfortunately for dunno what reason there was no medicine. I had 3rd lang, so I used my phone in school (for the first time since the rule was implemented) and called mummy. She told me to still go for 3rd lang. Zijun followed me to the gate. (: On the long and ardous trip to 3rd lang, I almost fainted in the MRT as there were no seats and everyone were squeezing each other. To top it all, I was like very hot and boiling. Then I arrived there late and had to still go buy panadol. Then went to MOELC. The class was so big unlike last time. The teacher still recognise me. (: But I could not really listen attentively bcos of the fever. My chair was like boiling hot and I felt super feverish. Then after I took my medicine I felt slightly better but still feverish. During break I had a short nap. Then when my father came and fetch me, I slept in the car. I hope daddy's leg get well soon, it has been like that for quite some time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;I shall go chiong maths now. Calculus is quite challenging and requires lots of brain juice which has depleted due to my fever. I better go do le, or else monday cannot hand up. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-5714316145093096629?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/5714316145093096629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=5714316145093096629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/5714316145093096629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/5714316145093096629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2009/01/jai-mal.html' title='J&apos;ai Mal!'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-2070313064773837902</id><published>2009-01-02T00:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T00:29:32.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;OMG! Its hard to believe, but school has finally reopened! (: I am so happy that we can get back to school, bcos I seriously have nothing to do at home! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So today all the new sec4s wear the new uniform. I think everyone looks very grown up and look like they are very old le. I think our uniform is really too common also bcos lots of school has this blue skirt white top thing. I arrived at school quite late compared to usual timing, cos my father put my sis down at her new school: Raffles Girls Secondary first. So there was jam and so on, then I arrived quite late. Then when I got in class, I never see anyone I usually talk with. So I had to stone and look to the other classroom which is 4A and I saw my fren. Haha. Finally 4B is not the isolated class! We can finally blend in with the other sec4s. I got to know our form teacher which is Ms Khang. She is my form teacher for the 2nd time already. Then I heard that this year got 7 bicultural scholars. Compared to our year it is quite little. Surprisingly this time there are more guy scholars than girls. I wonder who are they. They would be the people we will be going to China with on June I think. I admire the year5s, sch reopens so much later for them! We have to reopen now. Although nothing to do at home, I wanna sleep later. Yesterday I did not have a good sleep thanks to me thinking of the stupid timetable clash again. I am very sad. ): I dun wan to change anything! I wish the timetable work out for me. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So 4B teachers are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Lang Arts: Ms Veda Leung (whom i m not sure who she is, and dun really know how to spell her name)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Chinese: Mdm Guo Lan Hua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Maths: Mr Ang Mia Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;SCS: Mr Bryan Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Physics: Mrs Lee Lee Mui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Chemistry: Ms Lisa Khang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Bicultural studies: Mdm Lam Wan or He lao shi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;On Mondays we end at 4pm!!!! OMGGGGG! I have to change my 3rd lang if that is possible and have to be seperated from my frens again!!! BOOHOOOOOO! )): I feel so upset. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I gtg, Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-2070313064773837902?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/2070313064773837902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=2070313064773837902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/2070313064773837902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/2070313064773837902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2009/01/1st-day-of-school.html' title='1st Day of School'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-5170728103304993670</id><published>2008-12-29T00:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T00:35:22.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation Ending...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt; Vroom! Holidays flies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;  Its hard to believe, but vacations are finally coming to an end. I have managed to get through such a long, exhausting china trip, and now after around 1 week, its going to be back to school again. To tell the truth, I can't wait to get back to school, I miss it and want to have a hectic busy schedule. I think I sound crazy. Perhaps its the boredom getting to me. I am seriously bored and hope to get to school and find myself busy. But of cos, as soon as I get back to school, I am sure I would feel so busy I will totally regret my decision. Especially since nxt year is sec 4 and our GPA has to be at least 3.0. :( I hate to face that reality. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;  Went out with my family that day supposedly to buy bag and pencil box for nxt year, but nothing caught my eye, and my sister end up having much more shou1 huo4 than me. She got an iPod classic which costs a bomb and a pencil box and a wallet. I can't believe the dollar amounts involved. I think we should all go on a saving scheme. I am already on a saving scheme. Economy is bad. Anyway, I did not buy anything except for 2 storybooks which I am going to read. (: I love to devour good books. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;  I am wondering how to get through the remaining days before school reopens. There is nothing for me to do except self entertain and wait for the suite life airing on disney channel. Haha. I think that show is quite ok now thanks to my sis influence. She loves that series. I prefer the suite life on deck though. It is funnier and cuter. Haha! I also watched camp rock vcd 2 times now. But my sis watch much more times than me. I don't think I am going to be able to stop myself from on-ning the tv even after school reopens and I get super busy. I will probably do work and watch tv at the same time. Multi-tasking. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;  I left my specs in my parents room so I have to wear this stupid specs that makes me have headache. ): I wished I don't need to wear specs and my eyesight can just improve. I am having stupid headaches now! )):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;  I M SO BOREDDDD!!!!! GTG before bore-ing my computer to death since apparently nobody comes to my blog. Bye to my dear com!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-5170728103304993670?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/5170728103304993670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=5170728103304993670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/5170728103304993670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/5170728103304993670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/12/vacation-ending.html' title='Vacation Ending...'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-1853091096867787424</id><published>2008-12-25T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T05:53:11.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SICK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I M OFFICIALLY SICK! I M RUNNING A FEVER. I M HAVING SEVERE STOMACHACHE. ): I AM WONDERING WHY THIS HAS TO HAPPEN ONLY WHEN I GET BACK TO SINGAPORE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I had to drink chicken essence and drink disgusting stomachache medicine. I HATE being sick!!! I wanna get well soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-1853091096867787424?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/1853091096867787424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=1853091096867787424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/1853091096867787424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/1853091096867787424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/12/sick.html' title='SICK'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-148358366952461257</id><published>2008-12-22T02:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T02:46:41.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE SINGAPORE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Oxzk-pzzQ/SU9tZwRdOsI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ArlXhDIsGqs/s1600-h/102_3236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282561177151158978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Oxzk-pzzQ/SU9tZwRdOsI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ArlXhDIsGqs/s320/102_3236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;a movie that we watched: fei1 cheng2 wu4 rao3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Oxzk-pzzQ/SU9s1qWl3QI/AAAAAAAAABI/jykzOwdfjZM/s1600-h/102_3271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282560557086792962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Oxzk-pzzQ/SU9s1qWl3QI/AAAAAAAAABI/jykzOwdfjZM/s320/102_3271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;me and zijun in ShangHai PuDong Airport&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;OMG!!! OMG!!! OMG!!! This is the first post that I have since I got back to Singapore. I love Singapore. Singapore is my dearest ever country and I learnt to appreciate Singapore after 1month 10days away from it. I was so touched when I see the round thing on Singapore's airport. I was going crazy when we finally reached!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I have decided not to post all my photos as it is very troublesome. So I shall just post two photos. Haha! The first one is of a poster of a movie me and zijun watch. It is quite ok, but the cinema had practically no one. I am surprised at the coldness of the cinemas there. I think it is due to the 60rmb price. Nobody in the right mind there will go watch movie when there are so many pirated VCDs around. :P The second picture is at the pudong airport, waiting for the gates to open so we can finally step in the plane MU543 that will transport us back home sweet home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;When we finally touched down in Singapore, I scanned my passport which is biometric, so I reached out first, then go take luggage. While walking to the luggage place, I saw my mother and sister and father waving happily to me. I couldn't believe my eyes. I thought that I must be dreaming. How can it be that 1month 10days have finally past? When I got out of the doors, my mum hugged me and my father ask me how was I. I saw my sister in her RGS jacket. It is so oversized on her. :P I love my family. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Then we got home and I bathed and slept immediately. I only woke up next day when my mother call me. Then I said I became fatter and my father ask me to weigh myself, and I was like 1kg lighter?! I think the weighing scale spoiled! How can I possibly me lighter when I am a pig?! Anyway, I saw my table filled with toys and books my parents bought for me when I was away. I am so happy! Now I have a piglet and a care bear toy not forgetting a lamb toy from my cousin. (: I packed my luggage and realised that I do not have enough souvenir for everyone! Oh no! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Then I heard from my parents my ahgong was supposed to go taiwan, but his passport not valid for 6months and he had to come back alone and my ahma and my uncle all go overseas. I pity my ahgong. ): I think I will cry if it was me. Cos he came back alone at 2am in the morning?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Then I went out with monkey today. Haha! We go watch twilight, and I don't really like it cos they changed alot of part and rushed through the movie so missed out a lot of details. Bella and Edward like suddenly so close. Then we went shopping at takshimaya, and monkey bought alot of things and wanted to keep them for herself?! She so naughty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I am now going to sleep, cos pigs sleep alot! I shall go and sleep now! Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Oxzk-pzzQ/SU9sZEMFHyI/AAAAAAAAABA/On29jGY-V7I/s1600-h/102_3045.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6131012916778461315-148358366952461257?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/148358366952461257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=148358366952461257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/148358366952461257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/148358366952461257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-love-singapore.html' title='I LOVE SINGAPORE!'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Oxzk-pzzQ/SU9tZwRdOsI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ArlXhDIsGqs/s72-c/102_3236.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6131012916778461315.post-582538983020715653</id><published>2008-12-19T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T17:59:23.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore, Singapore, Singapore!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;OMG!!! I am going to back in Singapore in less than 24 hours. I am soooooo excited! I hope the airplane flies at the speed of a hummingbird or something. I just can't wait to go home. I have been in China for 1 month and 10 days!!! I want to get home as soon as possible! I want to see my cute family and my comfy bed. I am going to make my house remember me again! I hope that when I post my next post, it would be back in Singapore!!! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;I am soo bored now. We are not allowed to go out today bcos they are scared we would be late for the midnight flight?! Anyway, we are trapped here till 5.30pm. I am so going to die. All those things that can be packed has already been packed. I am currently extremely bored so decided to go on internet, but no one one. Then zj busy packing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;This trip was a trip of endurance. I never thought&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I could endure until today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;This long and ardous journey,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;Tests my perserverance and independence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;Let me learn to cherish what I have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;All in all, I am so glad to be going back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;China is ok for a short trip, but defnitely not for a trip this long. I hope that when I get back to Singapore- my lovable homeland, I can learn to fully appreciate this trip. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;Bye! See you in Singapore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-582538983020715653?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/582538983020715653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=582538983020715653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/582538983020715653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/582538983020715653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/12/singapore-singapore-singapore.html' title='Singapore, Singapore, Singapore!!!'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-1205908979935758510</id><published>2008-12-18T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T05:01:50.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>COUNTDOWN! - 3 more days</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;THE BIG COUNTDOWN! 3 MORE DAYS TO HOME SWEET HOME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;OMG! I can't believe it. Time flies I think. I can't believe my home is just 3 pathetic days away from me. It seems like yesterday that I picked up the thick stack of notes that have to be filled up for jiang3zuo4. And today I fill up the final one.  I have been dreaming about home more frequently than ever only to find that I am always in a hotel room. I miss home soo much!!! I want to go back and hug my whole family!! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;GOOD NEWS FIRST! My PRO PRO sister got into Raffles Girl's Secondary School!!! SOOOO PRO RIGHT? I can't believe she is such a genius. CONGRATUATIONS that your dream has come true, Cherry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Today we went to visit he2 fang2 jie1. We first went to some medicinal hall and see TCM. Then I tried some ginseng tea. I wonder how real ginseng taste like, cos the one I tasted was so diluted I would tink it was water if not for the slightly yellow colour water. Then I saw ling3 yang3. I felt disgusted, cos when I saw it I straightaway can feel the disgusting drain taste in my mouth. I took a picture of its prescription, so when go home can show mummy it is not for fever but for some other symptoms! So I don't need to drink it when I don't have those symptoms!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Then we went shopping. Then we went to another place watch movie. Actually was everyone suppose to watch, but in the end only me and zj watch. We watch fei1 cheng2 wu4 nao3. It is a ok show acted by shuqi and geliang. I tink the ticket is too expensive, but nvm, just watch for experience. The ticket is 60rmb!!! Today I think I spend the most money. Everytime spend also above 50rmb. I ate dinner at pizza hut with zijun. We ordered set meal 135rmb. Then got lucky draw then zj win. Haha. But then I dun tink we will get to use the winning ticket. ): Cos not valid in Singapore. But nevertheless, today was a fun day where I spent lots of money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tomorrow is free day. They bringing us to shopping centre. I tink maybe cannot buy anything again. But nvm, at least can shop right? (: Then I can't wait for Saturday at 5.30pm we are going to take bus to ShangHai PuDong Airport, and not log after my home will wave hi to me. I will bet my home misses me! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I shall go now. Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-1205908979935758510?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/1205908979935758510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=1205908979935758510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/1205908979935758510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/1205908979935758510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/12/countdown-3-more-days.html' title='COUNTDOWN! - 3 more days'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-2231725278759554082</id><published>2008-12-16T03:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T03:52:58.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore - I can almost smell you</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Before I blog today, I shall ask everyone a question, please answer me honestly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;The question is: Do I look like a chamber maid aka people who clear up rooms in hotels?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Today, me and zj were being accused of being chambermaid. We both felt uber insulted. I may have grown fat, but do I have a chamber maid look too?! The chambermaid was helping me and zj clean room. Then she went away to get clean bedsheets, then a guy came walking in our direction with his hands filled with dirty bedsheets. He insisted on giving us his bedsheets and ask us to help him change. Then we pointed to the chamber maid who was walking in our direction, then he ignored our gestures and seemed insistent in passing his bedsheets to us. Whatever, I think I have changed to look like a plump chambermaid. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Today's lecture was ok, I managed to stay awake for the whole thing. Although I think the lecturer always sha3 xiao4 to himself. I wonder if he enjoys laughing to himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;I finish reading the storybook that I bought. I hate the ending, it leaves me dangling in the air. :( I wished they give proper ending, I hate having to guess endings. I am watching she4 diao1 now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;5 more day till I reach back to singapore. I can almost feel the greenery and taste the warm air in Singapore. OMG, I am hallucinating!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Bye then!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-2231725278759554082?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/2231725278759554082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=2231725278759554082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/2231725278759554082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/2231725278759554082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/12/singapore-i-can-almost-smell-you.html' title='Singapore - I can almost smell you'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-1507708034562348042</id><published>2008-12-14T03:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T04:11:44.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still In HangZhou</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;MELODY misses SINGAPORE and my FAMILY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Looking at the trees outside and feeling the cold wind blowing, I miss clean and green and most importantly warm Singapore. I am all ready to go home. I will bet my house have already forgotten me. My bolster and my toys are all waiting for me. Plus, I miss home cooked food. Although we have 10+ dishes everyday, I still miss Singapore's food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Can't believe I managed to chiong finish my project for the professor to vet through. Thanks to senior. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Today we came out of qian1 dao3 hu4. qian1 dao3 hu4 is quite a beautiful place with all its islands together. The scenery was great on the 40rmb chairlift. Then we sat ship also, and I felt seasick. I hate sitting on ships and cars and anything moving. We ate on the ship, some mei2 cai4 and some fish that tastes very raw. But I shall not complain, as I have sort of gotten use to the food here... We stayed in a hotel which is like hotel 81. There are lots of weird things inside that implies it is sort of like hotel 81. I wonder why we stay in such a place. Anyway, I got scolded for asking questions. ): I shall not be curious and let curiousity kill me next time cos I do not want to get scolded anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Then we go shao4 xing1 today. This place is famous for their chou4 dou4 fu. When that dish which is the last dish for our lunch came out, I almost puked, the smell is like dog shit. I thought someone just stepped on dog shit and came in. I did not eat it, cos I felt disgusted by the smell alone. The tourguide still say if the dou4 fu not smely enough it is bad tofu. I cannot stand that dish, but I have gotten use to mei2 cai4. I think it is ok. Then we went to visit many different standard architecture. There was one called shen3 jia1 yuan4. It is famous for a ku3 ming4 couple. They were cousins and they married, then bcos the girl never managed to give birth to children, the mother in law angry and forced them divorce. Then after 10 years they meet in this shen3 jia1 yuan4 again. They both remarried but still loved each other. So the girl felt ill and then died. I think this story very sad. So poor thing... Oh yar, I finally know what is yuan1 yang1. Last time I thought is is flamingo. :P Now then I know is mandarin duck...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I realised kang1 xi1 emperor love to write words. Many places that we visited have his writing on top of it. I heard he is a good emperor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tomorrow is zi4 xi2. I shall stay in room and rot with bdae girl Zijun. Haha. Now watching she4 diao1 ying1 xiong2 another version that have all the popular taiwan actors and actresses. I prefer the other version, cos the rong2 er2 more realistic. This rong2 er2 is not realistic, too modern and dun hav that attitude that rong2 er2 should have. :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I feel abit hungry now, I think I have evolved more and turned from old pig to super old and fat and oily piggy! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I shall stop this boring post. Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-1507708034562348042?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/1507708034562348042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=1507708034562348042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/1507708034562348042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/1507708034562348042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/12/still-in-hangzhou.html' title='Still In HangZhou'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-3577197680923459370</id><published>2008-12-09T03:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T03:32:22.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In HangZhou</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Last Destination has finally arrived : HangZhou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The days in HangZhou seems to drag. My dear old home is so near yet so far...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bad News! In HangZhou, we cannot use internet. We cannot use msn. Our room is not going to be cleared by anyone. We have to use money for every single thing including breakfast and lunch. The television does not have any nice shows that we want to watch except lu4 ding3 ji4 which shows at a time that we are not in. It is more dangerous here as my camera was almost stolen, thanks to a senior who help me save it, or else by now it will be gone. ): We have to complete our lun4 wen2. Everyone is so hard core here. Everyone started on lun4 wen2 already, that is except me.... I dreamt of a horrible dream a few nights ago, I dreamt that everyone except me finish the lun4 wen2 and I cried, cos teacher scold me. I think this horrible dream is going to come true. ): I feel horrible and piggy. My Ahyi commented that I look fatter! Oh No!!!! I don't want! I am becoming a pig already! Me and Zijun already analysed, at SuZhou, we are piglets, in Nanjing we are pigs, and now in HangZhou, we are full blown old pigs with fats enough to feed the whole world. ): I don't want those fats! I think it is due to the large amounts of oils which we consume each day. I ate a whole plate of fried rice today without blinking and still felt hungry after that! Furthermore, for dinner, I can eat around 3 bowls of rice plus lots of dishes without feeling full. I am seriously a old fat pig. I think I am dead meat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I think xi1 hu2 is quite ok. I wonder why people are so fascinated by it. I enjoyed the boat ride bcos it was windy but I wonder why people love the lake so much. To me, a person who dunno how to appreciate scenery much, the lake is ok. I think maybe I never see it when it is in spring or something, cos people say there will be lots of blossoms blossoming and the scenery is breathtaking. I saw many couples taking wedding pictures and walking down lover's lane. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The lectures here are held in rooms that make people want to sleep. My eyes keep closing and I cant help myself. Today, we went to visit some school, and I made friends with one girl. Plus, there's this guy who insisted onusing english and went around giving every students his contact number. I think he wants to improve his english. I found out a surprising thing for my report:  in Zhejiang, people will not buy china products and don't trust china products. This is very different from Nanjing where everyone chose to buy china products bcos they love their country. I wonder what is it that constitutes to this difference. I am going to have to be hard core for the next few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;On Saturday and Sunday, we are going out and staying outside for one night. We are going to another island and staying there for one night. Which means we have to pack some stuff to go there for spending one night. ): I rather we stay here. I don't want to move here and move there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Zijun is currently bathing, after she bath come out I have to go. But I think it is going to take a long time since she said she wanted to spa. I am going to die outside! :P My sis aka MOMO is currently ignoring me on web messenger. I feel so sad. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I miss my home again! I cant wait for the day I can say I have been in China for one month! I am so going to wait for that day. Plus I cant wait to see DURIAN BISCUITS, MOMO and last but not least FROGGY. Haha. I already made a list of what I am going to do when I get home. I am just bursting to get home. I am in trouble now, cos I never buy anything much for anybody. I have to buy things! I must buy things. Or else I will be a horrible stingy person who does not spend money and end up with having more money when I get back to Singapore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I think I shall stop this boring post now. Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-3577197680923459370?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/3577197680923459370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=3577197680923459370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/3577197680923459370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/3577197680923459370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/12/in-hangzhou.html' title='In HangZhou'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-5169964458223591945</id><published>2008-12-02T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T05:55:24.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cup Noodles Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Time flies, and even if the days are bad, they pass, and even if the days are good, they still pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I realised that the days in Nanjing pretty much fly past, just when I am getting use to this standard routine, we are going to be leaving soon. I guess thats life, we have to adapt as we go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Today, I went out to give surveys with Yijia again. Yijia really very daring, she approached this group of gangster looking like guys, and managed to get them to help do survey. They were like asking us about Singapore, and whether chewing gum and smoking is against the law. When we said yes, they asked what would happen if they chewed gum and smoked, and we said go jail, and they starting laughing and saying that if they live in Singapore, they would wind up in jail everyday. We are thankful to get more people to help us to do surveys today. Although we spent 3 hours, it was worth it. Furthermore, today many people realised that Singaporeans actually speak chinese, 2 friends even commented that our chinese were better than Hongkong people. However, they also know about our Singlish. Which is not that good a culture I think. :P I think Singapore's government is really good in the sense that they implement this policy. It is really beneficial to us in the long term. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Today, we went shopping again at the same place. As usual, I did not spend a single cent. At this rate, I might wind up having more money when I come back cos they always give us around 100rmb at each place. I am NOT stingy, is just that there is really nothing for me to buy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I am now chatting with my family, and I dunno why, but from my sister's msn talking and from the posts on her blog she seems to be like a changed person. The way she talk and writes on her blog is like so grown up! I think when I go home I wont even recognise her, cos she is also going to be secondary already. Moreover, she is a genius! I am proud to have such a great clever sis, who always beat me in msn games. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I cant wait to go home to see my family again. I miss Singapore's tropical weather and the Singlish. Over here, I try my best to speak in Chinese only, cos if we speak in english, we are only courting trouble. Weird people will follow us and we cannot haggle well if they know we are foreigners.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I am now eating instant noodles, cos nothing on the streets appeal to me. I still feel hungry nowsadays even after eating one instant noodles and drinking milo! I am a pig. I admit. Cos today I finished one whole big bowl of rice and a whole plate of potato, and I still felt hungry. How much of a pig can I be?! I am just going to eat everything up when I go home! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;GTG, Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-5169964458223591945?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/5169964458223591945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=5169964458223591945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/5169964458223591945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/5169964458223591945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/12/cup-noodles-life.html' title='Cup Noodles Life'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-2494885906722794416</id><published>2008-11-28T03:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T03:15:42.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey Headache</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;surveys + project + university students = project headache&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;So guess what, yesterday during self study period, me and yijia went out to the school compound to get people to do our survey, and they were all very unwilling to do the survey. They shun us like we are the plague, and when we managed to get them, they pretend to say they are busy when they continue to stand in the exact same position. Some treat us like small kids who know nothing, and one guy claimed he does not know how to write. I am totally pissed off. Like I am a one year old kid who believes university students cannot write words. How tall is this lie?! He said he dunno how to write and read words but appears in a university studying. Moreover, Nanjing is a prestigious university!!! He expects me to believe he can study but not write words. I am NOT a one year old kid with no intellectual to speak of! Then cos he was in this group of 4 and there were 3 guys and 1 girl. Then the girl agreed to do, and so the other 2 guys agree to do. So Yijia gave the 2 guys and I gave the girl, then that guy had the cheek to look embarrassed for his horrible lie. And so he helped me do too. I realised that it is better to target those sitting down and those groups with girls in them. Cos once the girls agree to do, the guys will do. We also targeted a couple hiding from the wind behind trees. The guy looked at the girl when we asked and then she agreed and so he did it too. I am thankful to the few kind souls around, bcos most claimed to be busy and thankful for yijia's company, cos she got standard phrase to say when we wan people to do our survey. And it sounds so professional. (: Unfortunately after doing for some time, yijia felt nauseous and so we went back. And after 2 hours, we only managed to get 8 surveys done. How pathetic is that? I wonder how to even give out 50 surveys?! I think about it wan to cry already. )):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Then today, I drank pigeon soup. Seriously, I don't even know it was pigeon until yee jia said that it was pigeon, but it was too late, I drank it le. I feel a bit disgusted. ): Haiz... Don't care lar, I shall imagine it is chicken or something. Today was sooo boring. We went to visit a standard pond rocks and ponds and old architecture place. I felt like sleeping. Furthermore, bcos we go to that stupid boring place, we missed the chance to go feng huang shu cheng. I wan go. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Then we had to rehearse for performing on monday for some sch that we are visiting. We are joining sun dance and all for one dance to make a rojak dance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Now, I am tyring to search for some nice movies to watch. Me and zj always rot in the room. We use com alternately, so one day I would be bored, one day she would be bored. ): I wan to do finish my surveys too! Although this seems like a daunting and impossible task. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I gtg, Bye! I shall post pics when i come back cos i no card reader. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-2494885906722794416?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/2494885906722794416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=2494885906722794416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/2494885906722794416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/2494885906722794416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/11/survey-headache.html' title='Survey Headache'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-8085062937695832509</id><published>2008-11-23T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T21:14:45.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nanjing</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Status: Not as cold as Suzhou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hotel: Great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Mood: Normal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;  We finally started lessons in Nanjing University. I am sorry to say I felt so tired I did drift off sometime during the lecture. The lecturer had a different accent to his chinese but I think we could still understand him. He is already 72! He told us alot of the history about Nanjing and many knowledge. I had knowledge overflow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;  I thought I could finally get  chance to go online early. How was I to know that tonight we have to go and listen to some music for I don't know how long. I am just so unlucky. Furthermore we are going to visit some zong2 tong2 fu3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;  Yesterday we went to shopping centre, I walked with Zijun and I saw the fuwa that my sister wanted, unfortunately the shopkeeper had bad attitude and chased me out. I decided I don't want to let that person earn money. She thought she is the boss, if people don't buy from her she also cannot earn  money! Then I went another store and she said I look like a korean. I denied and said I was from Suzhou. Haha. Zijun says I really have sort of a china accent now. But I don't think so... I only know that I use chopsticks better than forks and spoons now. Yesterday I had stomachache. It was so horrible, the teacher called a taxi to bring me and zijun and mabelyn back earlier. I am grateful for that. I will have to continue medicine to prevent this stomachache from coming back. I washed my clothes and brought some of them for washing just now and yesterday.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;  I think Nanjing is quite a busy bustling city maybe cos we are living right in the middle of it. I hope it will not disappoint me and continue to be interesting. Although I think the chances of us having shopping trips here are very slim as the teachers say no more shopping. So all we have is lecturers to accompany us for these 2 long weeks. I heard my sister has cable tv cos my parents suscribe, I want!!! I want my toys too!!! (: I can't wait for home cooked food. Just now during lunch I only called one dish and felt full, probably cos it was not to my appetite. I want to eat my claypot rice and fried rice and I want my bubbletea that does not taste funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;  I think I will have to go soon to visit places. I should be coming online tonight if that appreciation of songs thing does not take too long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-8085062937695832509?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/8085062937695832509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=8085062937695832509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/8085062937695832509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/8085062937695832509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/11/nanjing.html' title='Nanjing'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-2551479097548746265</id><published>2008-11-18T02:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T02:58:36.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>China- SuZhou</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Status: In China which is chillingly cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;I am now chattering in cold as I speak. My feet are cold n my face feels quite cold. Perhaps I am going to start wearing long johns tomorrow. But then I feel very thick and bulky with so much clothes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;I don't know what to blog about, bcos there is really so much things to blog about. We went to Dulwich college today, it is where alot of overseas students study in. The people all have english accents when they speak and they learn spanish. Which is cool, but I don't understand. However it is sort of like french in some ways. I think I have forgotten my french. Anyway, their uniforms are also very cool. I think they are very rich cos the uniform itself already cost a bomb, one girl say that her father's company send him here, so they came here. So I tink the sch fees are paid by the company. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Je pense que je m'amuse. Je veux chez moi, mais je pense que c'est la vie. Quand tu as alle, tu voudrais quelquechose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;I have not spent much money thanks to the expensive streets and shops that the teachers bring us to. I want to buy cute things. ): We keep visiting high tech exhibits and then we came home (hostel) early today. PinNing and WanYan go play basketball and me and ZiJun stayed in the room. I am not able to do my survey when everyone did their survey today. So Sian. Stay tuned for ZiJun and PinNing blogs for pictures of the trip, cos I am too lazy to post the pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;I think the trip is still ok, and my room is still ok, and I have totally gotten use to using chopsticks. I have gotten use to the oily and salty and sweet food. I think it is quite nice, and my appetite has turned big. I am hungry all the time. Oh No! I have to curb this appetite according to ZiJun or I would end up as a pig when I get home. I think I have to persuade my maid to add more oil and salt when we get back and to not give me a spoon cos it is totally unneccessary. I would want 4 diff dishes. Oh yar, the students here are so friendly, we are not allowed to take the soyabean pearl drink, and they help us take, cos Singaporeans cannot take only china students can buy. They are so friendly and kind. Haha.. But too bad, we have little chance to interact with them much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;I cant wait to go to the nxt place, cos it would mean we are nearer to singapore as each day progresses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Everynight we talk alot, so I feel quite tired in the morning and we sleep in the bus. The people here quite kai1 fang4. Haha, I think more kai1 fang4 than us bcos of some incident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Oh No, more and more people falling sick including teachers. I don't want fall sick, I will eat the orange the white part. Please dun make me sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Ok, I am going le. Bye! (I updated bcos of MOMO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-2551479097548746265?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/2551479097548746265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=2551479097548746265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/2551479097548746265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/2551479097548746265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/11/china-suzhou.html' title='China- SuZhou'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-3130158055362194621</id><published>2008-11-14T03:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T03:18:26.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In China-SuZhou</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I can use internet and msn, so the MOMO better go online and chat with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;After a long trip with no entertainment and no tv and no anything except food that make me feel like puking, another long trip in the bus, we finally reached the hostel. It is quite ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;OIL, OIL and MORE OIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Now when I eat something, I can only see biles and biles of fats and salt on the plate. There is no food, just salt and oil. The taste of the soup is always like plain water with piles of salt. The oil is everywhere. I feel extremely full just eating a few bites. Only the orange is sweet and nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Went to SuZhou gong1 ye4 qu1 today. We also listen to their lessons. The students here are super duper re4 qing2. They are so enthu they practically trample down the front door. I almost had a heart attack in the morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dun feel like blogging anymore, bye！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-3130158055362194621?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/3130158055362194621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=3130158055362194621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/3130158055362194621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/3130158055362194621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/11/in-china-suzhou.html' title='In China-SuZhou'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-8873548327563441510</id><published>2008-11-07T04:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T04:38:30.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'>vacation is here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Holidays are here!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;OMG! I can't believe time flies so fast! I am shock at the speed that this year has whizzed past. It seems like yesterday that I just stepped into the ice cold classroom shivering, and now I am more and less "comfortable" in that icy environment, and it is time to say goodbye to our dear old cold classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Today wegot back our progress report, but guess what, my progress report is screwed up bcos apparently they hate me and don't want to give me my translation grade. ): They decided to leave it out. And so now, I have to go back on Monday specially for my progress report. How "good" is that. I am always so unlucky one! I always seem to be the one who get into this kind of hitchs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Anyway, after that, me and selene went out. We went to "Just Accia" and eat our lunch. When we reach there the place so nobody one. Like some kind of war just broke out and everybody have gone into hiding. I felt so weird and like an idiot walking around where every shopkeeper seemed to be staring at us. When we went to the cathay to buy tickets, I would have thought the whole building was empty if not for some stray people walking around. It was so empty and deserted. If I had not known better, I would have thought it was closed for good! We went all the way up just to buy tickets. Apparently we were one of the first. Selene went to watch Quantum of Solace, I went to watch HSM3. Apparently we were very weird. Where got people go out then watch different show one. So the ticketing person thought we watching movie marathon, instead we told her we want different shows, and she smiled at us politely. I think she thought we were weird, but nvm. After buyng tickets, we walked all the way back to eat lunch. Good exercise you know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;We were the shop's first customer. So we had to self-service, instead of people helping us. The place was just so deserted! I felt weird eating, luckily got selene also, if not I will be an idiot who eats alone in the whole empty plot of land. As we ate, more and more people came, and I was glad that we could have our food so quickly bcos we were the first customers. After the lunch, I was so full, I thought my belt was going to break, luckily break also nvm, cos nxt yr new uniform. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;We went to the cathay at the right time and went in. And so I was a victim of another weird hitch. First, one whole group of people came and claimed that I sat on their seat. So I thought I was blurr, then I wanted to move away, then they said "ooh. sorry, sorry. we came wrong place". And I was like ok. Then the second time, another person came and insisted the place that I was sitting on was his. I decided not to trust the person as just now that person also made mistake, so I took out my ticket and flashed it into the person's face. And he looked stunned and insisted we got the same seat number although he never bothered to show me his ticket. I suspect he came wrong theatre or something. After I watch finish, selene also just right watch finish. When we came out, the crowd was already gathering, and I am so glad we were relesased early, so we can watch early and avoid crowds. We went to Bugis afterthat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;We went to the library and saw Miss Ong. Haha. She looked slightly stunned to see us, and we also were stunned to see her. The exhibition was apparently organised by her friend, so much of a concidence. We went round and round by escalator and my head almost burst. We finally went to a quiet corner and managed to get some things completed. Then we went Bugis Junction take neoprints. (: We dun understand the language and we just anyhow press here press there and got it done. So long never take neoprints already. Haha. I also very long never go Bugis already. After that we went home. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;So, today was quite fun and many things went wrong: my progress report and the movie seating-twice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I am now trying to chiong the whole China trip project thing. I am so tired. I got so many things to do including the whatever wen xian bao gao thingy, which I don't know how to do. I have to buy so many things for the china trip and pack my luggage which doesn't seem big enough. Haiz... I really feel like crying when I think of staying so long away from home and my family. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;GTG and rest! (: Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-8873548327563441510?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/8873548327563441510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=8873548327563441510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/8873548327563441510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/8873548327563441510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/11/vacation-is-here.html' title='vacation is here!'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-9041807456197397324</id><published>2008-11-05T03:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T03:21:23.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothingness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;One word: BORED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I am so bored now, I feel like crying. I have nothing to do!!! I have all the time in the world. Well, except for the holiday homework (plural) waiting for me. I am not really interested to touch them yet, and I can't do some of them yet. I think I need to seriously stock up on some books to bring on the trip to China. Imagine 5 weeks trapped in the hostel, and doing nothing except homework and day-dreaming. I bet it would be worst than studying for exams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tomorrow have to go for learning synposium. I find it so lame. Like we are kiddy little children and going around to get chops and collecting chops to get gifts. How attractive can these giftts be? I remember last year it was some kind of badge or something. Ended up giving it away I think. Whats worst is that we have to spend our whole day until like 4pm for this stupid thing. I am wasting these time. Although I cannot find more practical use for this time, it is still time, and time is money! I don't want my precious time to be wasted on this thing. Ugh! And after that still have to stay back for bicultural trip briefing. I am SO not looking forward to the trip and doing the project. So SIAN! I am not going to think about this trip which makes me seperated from my home which I have never leave for more than 1 week. I hate this. ): I just hope it would be better when we get there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I am re-reading my old storybooks again due to boredom. ): I am SO bored. Ok, enough of the boredom thing, I think I am going crazy already. Can't wait for friday, last day of school, and then can sleep late, but still be bored. At least on friday can go out, so not so bad. I can burn time away and visit the stupid exhibition to do work. I am exasperated by the amount of work the chinese department can think up! I can't believe that we still have to visit a dumb exhibit to do our homework. How much worst can it get? I think the chinese department is the most scary!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I think I should go off now, this post is bore-ing me out too. Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-9041807456197397324?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/9041807456197397324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=9041807456197397324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/9041807456197397324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/9041807456197397324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/11/nothingness.html' title='Nothingness'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-3624851191016612753</id><published>2008-10-24T02:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T02:12:03.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tired.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ZZZZZZ..ZZZZZ.ZZ...ZZZZZZZZZZZZ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I feel exhausted. I am so so so tired. I think I am getting lazier and lazier or soemthing, cos everyday, I never do anything except sleep and read the storybooks that I enjoy. I wonder what could exhaust me? I am so bored and sian at home. Only books and computer to accompany me. I am already quite tired about computer. Everyday it is standard. I go home, on com, go online, go surf the net, go youtube and then shut down com and read storybook. I already finish the nice storybooks and now I am stucked to using the com, which I am also bored of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Heard from teacher that our LA paper are being puked on. Apparently our compos are so bad, the teachers just cannot stand it and they can't bear to read on, so they puke on it so it will get smudged or something. I have a bad feeling about language papers, hope that my bad feeling is wrong. I don't feel like getting back any papers anymore, all those papers that I have got back are not very good... I think I am below average or something, but nvm, cos I dun even wanna think about it now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yesterday when I went out with selene to eat lunch during the period between end of school and translation, a random lady came up and ask what is our school name. Then when I told her, she raised her eyebrow and looked shock, then she asked whether RiverValley is a school, and I nodded my head and she looked even more shocked and surprise. Apparently, we look like nurses from some hospital called RiverValley. After we eat finish, I saw something in my bowl that looked like some caterpillar and I feel totally grossed out. I felt like puking all the food out, so disgusting, no hygiene one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Argh! I am so bored. Ok, I am going to follow my standard sequence and off the com then go lie on my bed and fall asleep again. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-3624851191016612753?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/3624851191016612753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=3624851191016612753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/3624851191016612753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/3624851191016612753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/10/tired.html' title='tired.'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-4876373026369927103</id><published>2008-10-17T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T03:35:49.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>everything is over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;The long awaited day is here! But strangely, I don't feel extremely happy or anything. I don't have that happiness or excitement that it is the end of e.o.y.s I just feel normal. It is just yet another normal day to me. Perhaps I am used to having that horrible burden and stress on my shoulders. Perhaps I still don't have that feeling bcos I feel like I am trapped in fantasy or something. Or perhaps it is because I cannot burn my physics files. I still have to use them next year. Anyway, all I feel is exhausted after the maths paper. The CID paper was totally CRAP and I crap so much I feel like I have become a crab. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;Atfer the last paper, me and selene and zijun went to Orchard Road, cos I wanted to go Kino and buy the book that I wanted since the beginning of eoys. We rushed and rushed bcos we wanted to catch MamaMia! at plaza sing at 2.35pm. We were effective rushers and we managed to rush to Orchard and back to plaza in time to get good tickets and have a good meal at pasta mania. Zijun was like forcing the baked rice down her cos it is 3/4 cheese and 1/4 rice only. She looked like she was being tortured as she scooped each scoop of rice into her mouth. I had to remind her of kids suffering in Cambodia and Africa. She managed to finish it. Selene was also struggling with the watery noodles. I wondered if it was soup noodles. Anyway, after forcing food down, we had to go the the cinema. And we had lots of exercise as due to our "good" luck, the lift was not working and the cinema was under rennovation, so we had to walk one whole round to get to another place. Perhaps they already knew we were going to be too full, so they decided to rennovate the cinema during this "good" period. The movie was really funny and nice. And I love the songs. ((: At first I was not sure if the movie was nice but it turned out nice. (: Although the people laughing behind me loudly made me strain to hear the words sometimes, it was a good show. (: Glad that we managed to catch it before it goes down in theatres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;Finally back home, and I am going to sink my teeth in books and watch TV till my eyes drop. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-4876373026369927103?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/4876373026369927103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=4876373026369927103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/4876373026369927103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/4876373026369927103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/10/everything-is-over.html' title='everything is over.'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-7772103698629460807</id><published>2008-09-27T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T04:01:42.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick and Dying</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I feel sick. *coughs loudly* *sniffs badly*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I am feeling extremely irritable bcos I have an annoying cough and a nose that keeps running as if it was scared of me. I even have sore throat. The cough helps make things worst. I had to pop pills and eat cough medicine to get rid of the cough and running nose temporarily. Which is not much help. I wonder how did those virus get to me. Is the culprit the air-con classroom again? I just recovered and now the second time is much worst than the first time. I have been sleeping for the whole day as the pills make people drowsy. I feel like sleeping again. Perhaps after typing this post I will go and sleep. My voice has also changed into some weird noise. I hate having a flu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;The construction going on outside my house is making me crazy. The banging and all sort of sounds make me go crazy. As if having a flu was not enough. I still have to sleep with those banging noises and what nots. I feel like screaming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I have to study but cannot bring myself to study. ): My 1st exam is starting on Monday next week. Third Lang. I have a feeling I cannot live up to the expectation of my teacher who expects at least 70 and above. I have a feeling I cannot do as well as the last time. I am afraid that my results will revert to the original state. Uh Oh.. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Having Ms Ling tell us about the physics paper which was set very very very tough makes me feel very demoralised and I am scared. I do not want to fail again. I have been failing since I don't know when. I have a feeling the physics teachers are sort of sadistic, they want us to fail. Cos the papers have always been set to fail. The only time I passed was like the moments test,. That one was like at least our standard, not something high and out of our reach. I wished the eoys would be like that. But I know its not possible. With the big black loom that I am going to fail again, I feel very sad. ): I am emoing right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I cant wait for eoys to be over. I will step on my books and throw them. But I cannot throw physics, cos according to Ms Ling, nxt year we will be tested on our sec 3 to sec 4 topics. Which = to dying. We cannot cope with sec 3 and have already forgotten what was taught at the beginning. Then at sec 4 they expect us to have good memory and remember everything from sec 3 to sec 4. I have a feeling I am going to fail during that time. I made a horribly wrong choice to choose physics. It is so not my subject.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;To top it all, translation, we don't even know the format. The teacher seems to be as clueless as us. I have no idea at all what is coming out. And so far, I have not ever done translation homework and let her mark it. I don't know where is my standard at all. )): I am sooooo dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;LA, the letter writing. I also have not tried writing letters before and having it be mark. I think I am going to crap something that is out of point. Oh My God. This thing is killing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;When can eoys be over? When can this horror end? When can this waiting end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#336666;"&gt;sometimes, even though you try your best, you cannot get what you work so hard for. Thats life for you. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#336666;"&gt;I am so worried and scared for eoys. What would happen to me if I do badly? )): I wish there is no worries and tests in the world. It would make the world so much cuter and a nicer place to live in.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-7772103698629460807?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/7772103698629460807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=7772103698629460807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/7772103698629460807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/7772103698629460807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/09/sick-and-dying.html' title='Sick and Dying'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-2188864389468426152</id><published>2008-09-24T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T03:43:24.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mourir!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Bonjour mes amis! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Je suis mourie!!! Ma examen orale etait tres tres mauvaise. Le professeur a demande beaucoup de choses que je ne sais pas. Je pense que je n'ai pas le moyen! Je pense que je suis mourie! Je pense que tout les eleves sont meilleur que moi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Au revoir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-2188864389468426152?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/2188864389468426152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=2188864389468426152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/2188864389468426152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/2188864389468426152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/09/mourir.html' title='Mourir!'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-4353955439807615955</id><published>2008-09-18T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T05:34:37.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>J'ai mal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;Aujournd'hui, je suis allee a Vivo City avec mes amis- yijia, yuqing, pinning, xuelun, shaojun, zijun, tan wei, selene. Nous sommes allees a Vivo City pour manger. Nous avons pris le dejeuner a Long John Silver. Je le deteste. J'ai mal parce que je l'ai mange.  Je ne l'irais pas! J'ai promis! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;'ai tres mal. Je veux vomitter. J'ai mal a la tete et a l'estomac. Je mourirai! ):  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;J'ai tres mal a la tete. Je ne peux pas penser. Je ne peux pas faire mes devoirs. Je mourirai! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;Oh lalalalala. Je pense que je mourirai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;Au revoir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-4353955439807615955?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/4353955439807615955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=4353955439807615955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/4353955439807615955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/4353955439807615955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/09/jai-mal.html' title='J&apos;ai mal'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-1252840796092870678</id><published>2008-09-15T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T05:35:32.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Je souhait...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Aujournd'hui, c'est ennuyeux. J'ai dormi dans la classe, et je suis tres froid. J'ai mal a la tete. J'ai beaucoup de devoirs! Je pleurai! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Les examens du fin sortiront. J'ai tres peur. Je pense que je veux mourir. Parce qu'ils sont tres difficiles. Le mercredi prochain est l'examen orale. Je mourrai, parce que je ne sais pas comment donner mon point de vue. Oh la la! Je devrais faire mes devoirs! Au revoir!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-1252840796092870678?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/1252840796092870678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=1252840796092870678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/1252840796092870678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/1252840796092870678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/09/je-souhait.html' title='Je souhait...'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-8208593218109014955</id><published>2008-09-11T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T04:42:27.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling bad about myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Well, the progress report is out again, and I am in no mood absolutely to talk about that depressing stuff. I think I did badly this time cos many people fared very well and did extremely well. And for those who did extremely well and still feel like crying, well, I dunno what to say except that if they saw my results they would probably commit suicide. I seem to be doing horribly in everything. My LA is a big fat C5. I wonder how did it get into this state. Although my test wasn't well done, it was not so bad until I had to get a big fat C5. ): I hate seeing that disgusting C5 in my progress report. Not to mention those horrible big fat Bs, which fill up the entire progress report other than that big fat C5. I don't even want to think about it, the thought is too depressing. I seem to be always not hardworking. ): I always do so badly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Translation today was extremely weird and sudden. The teacher finally got pissed off with the entire world chattering away like nobody's buisness in our class. She flared up and said: " I can dun come if you dun enjoy my lesson. You think my chinese is not good and sounds weird. You want to hear me speak chinglish? Fine!" And then she went on chattering in english for the whole lesson which was kinda weird. I think we were really at fault as we were too noisy. We dun seem to pay any attention to her at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Enough of that depressing talk. I need to go and do work. Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-8208593218109014955?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/8208593218109014955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=8208593218109014955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/8208593218109014955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/8208593218109014955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/09/feeling-bad-about-myself.html' title='feeling bad about myself'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-6670243295492317591</id><published>2008-09-08T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T06:10:43.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Screwed Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Holidays are finally over. I feel like it just flew past. I really did nothing this few days except go for more and more practices. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;OMG! After so many days of waiting and going for extra practice, it is finally over. I think I failed it. :( The unseen enchainment was a killer and I like went different direction from everybody. It was such an embarrassement. I think I spoiled my teacher's reputation! ): The examiner never even smile and the ways she talk was also so scary. I am dead meat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Tomorrow would be another long day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;GTG! Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-6670243295492317591?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/6670243295492317591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=6670243295492317591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/6670243295492317591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/6670243295492317591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/09/screwed-up.html' title='Screwed Up!'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-2019861112747888841</id><published>2008-08-28T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T05:15:49.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Complete Failure</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Me + results = complete failure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;complete failure + me = extremely depressed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Today was a bad day. In fact, a horrible day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Well, the long awaited physics results are finally out and I failed. Yes, I failed, and I failed badly. When I got back the paper, I knew it was not going to be good, with red marks and my MCQ failing. I knew it was bad, and when I looked at the results, sure enough, there was a failure mark. I am now currently very depressed and now one can console me. Although I expected bad results, I did not expect myself to be such a complete failure. I will bet I am the lowest in class. I am in no mood to do anything. The mere mention of that horrifying word: "physics" is enough to make me feel like puking and become extremely depressed. Have i mentioned that I HATE PHYSICS TOTALLY? It is a subject which is not useful in my life at all. I will never look at a ball and wonder about its acceleration, nor would I look at a ruler and think of its pivot or oscillation. These things do not interest me in the least. I find them totally useless. I am never going to touch anything to do with physics in my future career. The mere mention of it makes me have pounding headaches and horrible memories like my physics common test. No use comforting me that many people in the cohort failed too, this is about whether I passed or fail. So what if the whole cohort fail? It shows that I am not good in this subject. It shows that I shall have to remain in sec 3 for the rest of my life failing my physics forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Maths was ok thanks to selene. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;I am so so soo depressed. Words cannot express my sorrow. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;:'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Bye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-2019861112747888841?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/2019861112747888841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=2019861112747888841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/2019861112747888841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/2019861112747888841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/08/complete-failure.html' title='Complete Failure'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-1534321171096015759</id><published>2008-08-27T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T02:01:33.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;I am in a depressed mood... Got back the results and they are horrible. I did not expect my ss to be my worst subject. Although this may soon change as we are getting back physics tomorrow and I think I fail. For physics, is not whether u score well or not is whether you pass or not. I am very sure I am going to fail. I think I will die....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I don't want to get back results!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I don't know what to do now, so bored! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;I don't know whether it is the attitude, but I don't like that attitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-1534321171096015759?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/1534321171096015759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=1534321171096015759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/1534321171096015759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/1534321171096015759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-3230717823406545070</id><published>2008-08-20T00:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T00:40:24.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anxious wait</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, now that most of the exams are over, it is time for waiting. Waiting for results is actually one of the most stressful and horrible thing on earth. If you have done well, then congratuations, but if not, the wait is a painful one. My LA is not very interesting. My SS is not well elaborated. My Chinese is totally cut away all main points. My physics= dead meat. My chemistry is horrid. Well, as you can see, none of them are very well done. I just received back my LA paper which just passed, and I am feeling very horrid about it. My chem prac is totally horrible and I do not want to talk about it. All in all, I am dead. But I shall not brood about common test results until the time comes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Have been watching tv non stop this few weeks. The olympics has been exciting and very worth it to watch. I am constantly on the look out for medals that are highly soared after. Even 2 of the times magazine talks about olympics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;I live for myself and not for other people to like.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-3230717823406545070?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/3230717823406545070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=3230717823406545070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/3230717823406545070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/3230717823406545070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/08/anxious-wait.html' title='Anxious wait'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-5279948339756731656</id><published>2008-08-13T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T01:49:44.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Common Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Tomorrow marks the start of the common test week. I am so scared. I am afraid I will not do well. Especially since I am quite sure I have done badly in my chem and phy prac. I am afraid that I will see a red mark in my progress report. Especially physics. My physics is totally horrible, and I think too slowly to be able to write down my answers. Oh no!!! I am so scared for myself. We have not even gone through those heat assignments that need lots of language and words explanation. I will probably fail my physics or something. ): I do not want that to happen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Tomorrow is Chem and LA. LA seems to be the least scary cos we are allowed to do preparation work before hand. At least we know what to expect. Unlike chem which I hear from sources is quite tough and I think I am seriously dead. The only bright side is missing CID. Which is nothing much to be happy about. I rather go for 10 CID lectures than go for an exam. But I guess that is impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I missed my beloved bus today and had to leave 20 minutes later bcos I missed the one before. So fed up. My beloved bus left me alone! It ran across the road while I was crossing the road, should have crossed the overhead bridge like I always do. )):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Anyway, have to go, Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-5279948339756731656?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/5279948339756731656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=5279948339756731656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/5279948339756731656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/5279948339756731656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/08/common-test.html' title='Common Test'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-4532405750475750619</id><published>2008-08-12T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T05:13:42.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;COLD WAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;I am feeling sick with stomach ache and headache. This throbbing headache has increased in intensity from yesterday and does not go away. I am fed up and I feel like my head is bursting. Today, my stomach decided to give me a problem too and it is now super pain and killing me. Imagine two horrible pounding throbbing pain on your body. It is unbearable. I am feeling sick but there is still so much work to do, I cannot rest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;I could not sleep well yesterday as ____ was watching olympics deep into the night. At 12am then she slept, and I was very much disturbed by the noise generated from the olympics. I think that might have worsened my headache. Olympics is very nice to watch! From the grand and splendour opening of the games, I was already very much fascinated by it. The games are exciting to watch. Although Singapore came close to winning a medal, the hopes were dashed. However, it is still great effort from TEAM SINGAPORE I think. Perhaps they can try again in the next olympics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;I am not sure whether I am having cold war with someone. We have not been really talking since Sunday I think. Whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Off to work again, Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-4532405750475750619?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/4532405750475750619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=4532405750475750619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/4532405750475750619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/4532405750475750619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/08/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-1970877951175130055</id><published>2008-08-05T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T01:47:49.181-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stressed up'/><title type='text'>As good as gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;I am seriously dead. The physics and chemistry tests are killing me. My results seems to be all wrong and jumbled up and I think I might fail for all I know. Furthermore, the theory thing also quite tough. I am afraid I might screw up like last time again. I do not want history to repeat, but I have already tried my best for these tests. I was using all my brainpower for the tests, but to no avail. I hope I will never have to get back the papers. I might just cry or something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;Common test week coming soon. I am very scared. I hope I will not repeat term 1 again. I am totally stressed up. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-1970877951175130055?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/1970877951175130055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=1970877951175130055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/1970877951175130055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/1970877951175130055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/08/as-good-as-gone.html' title='As good as gone'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-4170436287169628844</id><published>2008-07-28T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T06:34:54.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OBS! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;OMG!!! OBS is totally the funnest thing on earth. Despite hearing scary comments from seniors and what nots, I enjoyed myself throughly. I never had so much fun in a camp before. Although we had to wake up early in the morning and subject ourselves to PT and mosquitoes and sandflies, I enjoyed OBS!!! Especially having such great group members from TOCK SENG! The group members in TOCK SENG was what really made me kept trying and perservering till the end. Everyone in TOCK SENG became great friends at the end of the camp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Shereen, Brenda, Norine and Tan Wei, thanks for being the washing people with me. Thanks for washing up the food stuff with me after eating. Without you all, I would have given up washing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Victoria, Valerie, Li Xuan and Rui Xiao, thanks for helping out whenever we need help and chipping in ur help for everything like rationing and unpitching tents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Wan Yan and Xi Min thanks for being my tent mates and helping us spray the tent with insect repellent and sharing our washing stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sameul, Fang Ping, Chee Siong and Vincent, thanks for carrying all the heavy stuff and cooking for us and trying our best for kayaking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Lois and Mr Zong, thanks for guiding us along the way and providing us with words of encouragement!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Thanks to all TOCK SENG people for making this camp such a memorable one. I enjoyed myself throughly. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-4170436287169628844?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/4170436287169628844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=4170436287169628844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/4170436287169628844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/4170436287169628844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/07/obs-d.html' title='OBS! :D'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-3268488302984208190</id><published>2008-07-17T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T06:41:09.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Je Suis Stupide</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;My memory is failing me. I fail to remember french stuff that I have learnt before. I fail to recall mole concept. I fail to remember anything. I am dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;I feel very tired in this this few days. OBS is coming up, I wonder how I survive and wonder which group I will get in. I hope that I at least am close with some people in the group, or else I might die in OBS. I don't think I will get to be with people I want to be with, but at least let me get into groups that have people that I mix with. I heard that there is Camp A and B. B does not have toilet doors and what nots, so A is better. I hope I am not as unlucky as to land in Camp B. I will perhaps die. I cannot imagine myself camping, bcos in my whole life, I have never went camping, bcos I did not want to. Our class like a lot of people not going, I wish I could not go and have the fun of it at home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;We finally got our class tee today. It looked kind of plain and ordinary. But at least we have a class tee. We have been planning since I don't know when, and we finally can get it. It is pink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;Today's translation lesson was plain horrifying. Would I be too violent if I said I wanted to strangle people making those noises? Some people in the lessons act like broken tape recorders, I wonder how they managed to talk so much, I mean, don't they feel thirsty? I wonder and pondered, and I felt like strangling people. I could not even hear the teacher talking. She was talking like no one's buisness as it is not her problem if people do not want to listen. Her responsiblity is just to pass on knowledge. I strained my ears tohear her as the whole world seemed to talk. I could barely hear her. I wonder if even parrots will stare in awe at their human counterparts who can speak so much more than them. Many shhs! were heard from me and my friends who could not stand the noise levels, but it did nothing more than to make the situation worst. I really felt very irritated. I thought our classroom was good to be seperated from all the noise from the other classroom, but the noise we are generating can fill up 100000000000000000 classrooms. I am NOT exaggerating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;Chemistry we never learn anything yet have to complete the assignment. I don't know how, I am going crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;I gtg. Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-3268488302984208190?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/3268488302984208190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=3268488302984208190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/3268488302984208190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/3268488302984208190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/07/je-suis-stupide.html' title='Je Suis Stupide'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-8478230887526453969</id><published>2008-07-14T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T05:57:22.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>iMperfection</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ReFlEcTiOn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes in life, we make decisions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;We do not know if they will bring a better future for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;But it is necessary that we make a decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Our lives may change for the better,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Our lives may change for the worst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So, we must weigh the pros and cons,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And make a decision we do not regret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Even if we do regret that decision,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It might be too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I made a decision not long ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope that it is the right decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope it will benefit me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope that the future will bring a better life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-8478230887526453969?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6131012916778461315.post-7992680013069142293</id><published>2008-07-10T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T06:18:24.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unsolvable Troubles</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;LOST... SO VERY LOST....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;HOW CAN I MAKE A DECISION THAT WOULD BE THE BEST FOR ME?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-7992680013069142293?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/7992680013069142293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=7992680013069142293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/7992680013069142293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/7992680013069142293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/07/unsolvable-troubles.html' title='Unsolvable Troubles'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-3855222791829163191</id><published>2008-07-09T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T02:50:27.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Glued to the TV</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feel Like Updating. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There is alot of homework! There is physics, chinese and maths. The tests are also all coming soon. We today then kno got HCL and Lang Arts test. But this kind of test should not be very scary. I more scared of physics and maths. Languages is like not scary one. Besides in class I felt that we learnt nothing important for tests, so it is all based on our own knowledge. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday we chose the size for our class tee and I wanted to take Small but everyone insist I take Mini Large. They think Small is too baggy on me. But I scared later I cannot fit in... But I chose Mini L in the end cos they all insisted S would be too big and ML fitted me more.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This few days like I am glued to the TV, every show also wanna watch. So many shows coming out this few days, so many good movies showing on TV also. I have to choose which one I want to watch! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There is some kind of ant invasion in my house. So many ants! I see already scared. I hope that there is a spray which can kill and destroy all the ants in my house! I HATE ants. They are disgusting! ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wonder how my 3rd lang problem will be solved? I am going to face that problem again tomorrow... ): Tomorrow also got speech day rehearsal, will mis translation... ): &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I gtg, Bye!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-3855222791829163191?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/3855222791829163191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=3855222791829163191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/3855222791829163191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/3855222791829163191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/07/glued-to-tv.html' title='Glued to the TV'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-8203196722159417978</id><published>2008-07-03T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T05:37:31.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Throbbing Headaches</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am getting these horrible throbbing headaches. They started yesterday and have been pestering me until now. They have not gotten better, in fact, during CID, I almost puked and my head was throbbing like mad. What more, our classroom seems to have turnt into a construction site, there was a strong smell of thinner (which comes from paint) in the air and classroom. I felt like I was suffocated in that smell. My headache throbbed on as I beared with that disgusting smell. I was so afraid I might actually be addicted to that disgusting smell, like drugs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Translation module today was taken by a person who had double degrees in translation. Today is still only first lesson, so I don't know how things will turn out. I wonder if I cannot make it next time due to french, what will happen to me? Will I fail?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;LA essay.. So long... I think my hands and fingers will drop off after writing the essay. However, it is not to be handed in so soon, so it is a relief..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Went to KFC to eat lunch while waiting for translation module to start today... Me, Zijun, Selene, Tan Wei, Yu Qing and Yi Jia. We were pondering what to eat, then YQ and YJ were talking about KFC, then we decided go there and eat. After we ate, ZJ and YQ told us some gross things found in food. They saved it for after we eat, or else we might puke our food on them... It was fun to be out with friends during these periods of free time. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess I will have to go, Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-8203196722159417978?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/8203196722159417978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=8203196722159417978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/8203196722159417978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/8203196722159417978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/07/throbbing-headaches.html' title='Throbbing Headaches'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-8613472245920680980</id><published>2008-06-30T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T05:37:41.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Oxzk-pzzQ/SGjTQ1tWTTI/AAAAAAAAAA0/dm-JoFClDKY/s1600-h/100_2023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217652454557371698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="186" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Oxzk-pzzQ/SGjTQ1tWTTI/AAAAAAAAAA0/dm-JoFClDKY/s320/100_2023.JPG" width="187" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                          My family eating in the restaurant that is completely free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Oxzk-pzzQ/SGjSywiRzfI/AAAAAAAAAAs/E6x38Z9uHY4/s1600-h/100_2003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217651937772686834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="204" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Oxzk-pzzQ/SGjSywiRzfI/AAAAAAAAAAs/E6x38Z9uHY4/s320/100_2003.JPG" width="226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a picture of my father, my sis and I when we went snorkelling. It was super fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Oxzk-pzzQ/SGjSV71BxSI/AAAAAAAAAAk/GinB4BfF1GM/s1600-h/100_1938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217651442587911458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="128" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Oxzk-pzzQ/SGjSV71BxSI/AAAAAAAAAAk/GinB4BfF1GM/s320/100_1938.JPG" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was on top of this swinging. It was super scary at first, but after that it was quite fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Oxzk-pzzQ/SGjR1wQVDzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/I0Yq4LZsc5I/s1600-h/100_1936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217650889725382450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="197" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Oxzk-pzzQ/SGjR1wQVDzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/I0Yq4LZsc5I/s320/100_1936.JPG" width="248" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Picture of my family in front of the lotus pond in front of our hotel &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Many more pictures. But I am lazy to post.&lt;/span&gt; So busy with school work nowsadays... GTG, Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-8613472245920680980?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/8613472245920680980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=8613472245920680980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/8613472245920680980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/8613472245920680980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/06/pictures.html' title='Pictures!'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Oxzk-pzzQ/SGjTQ1tWTTI/AAAAAAAAAA0/dm-JoFClDKY/s72-c/100_2023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6131012916778461315.post-3851808889716587864</id><published>2008-06-21T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T06:49:26.134-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays are ending'/><title type='text'>HOLIDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;I am officially airsick, seasick and carsick... I think I have motion sickness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;Went to Bintan. Will post pics, shall blog about it 1st.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;I HATE TO SEAT FERRY! I HATE IT! I went to Indonesia, Bintan by FERRY. And it totally is the worst thing I have ever experienced. I felt like vomitting on the whole journey. The waves were so choppy and other people vomitted, when I smelled or saw the vomit, a wave of nausea hits me... )):  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;I went to CLUB MED. It is a resort. This trip is organised by my father's company. So most of the people who went are his colleagues and their family. Woke up super early in the morning on Fri and went to Tanah Merah Ferry Port. The moment I saw the Ferry, I felt seasick. The ferry was moving and shaking to the rhythm of the waves. I felt like vomitting. And then there were people drinking coffee that smelled so strong, I felt like vomitting. Managed to survive whole trip without vomitting, and arrived there. Sat bus to resort. The resort was quite nice, and everything was free. Well, mostly anyway... Meals were provided in buffet style. Breakfast, late breakfast, lunch, late lunch and dinner. Which means you get to eat 24/7. They have different styles, got Jap, got Korean, got American, got Chinese... Which means one would never be hungry there. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;When we reached there, we decided to eat late breakfast. Then we explored the resort... There were many facilities. Sports, Aerobics and stuff. We went swimming.. On the 1st day, we played a very thrilling event. I went up a super tall pole which was about 3 storeys high, then I swung like tarzan from one end to the other. We were supposed to be able to swing our legs up onto the pole while swinging from place to place. But I could not. My hands had no strength to do that. After that, we saw table tennis tables, and me and my sis went to try playing. We were very bad as we had never played table tennis before. With our father's and mother's guidance, we managed to hit the balls. We went to the beach and made turtles and lambs with the sand. Haha! So fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;On Sat, we went to play darts. I shot bull'seye once! Haha! Then we played billards. Wah! Billards so tough to play, my hand so suan1 from holding the heavy billard stick. I am not good in that! Then we went to play table tennis again. Then we went SNORKELING. ((: It was super fun. We had to be tested before we were allowed to learn how to snorkel. But the test was very easy just swim here swim there. Then we took the flippers and the snorkeling equipment and went down and practice in the swimming pool. I had difficulties breathing, bcos cannot breathe through nose, must breathe through mouth... ): After learning, we sat a boat and went near 2 islands. We went down the water and started snorkeling. Wow! It was fun and nice. This is my 1st time ever getting in sea water and swimming. I never ever tried. And I HATE saltwater. The saltwater went in my mouth many times, and I felt like vomitting. It is SOOOOO salty. Like got 1000000000000 scoops of salt in it. There were many corals beneath. And they were moving. Looks scary. One looked like a brain. We saw many colorful fishes too. I saw clown fish. Haha! Then the person in charge scattered bread around the area and many fishes responded by coming and eat. I was at the area and many fishes started crowding around me and ate the bread. I felt surrounded by fishes. The person in charge said jellyfishes were spotted around here. So we have to beware. Luckily and I did not see any. After snorkelling had to check out. Then we went around the resort walking and trying new stuff. Finally we came back via Ferry and I had serious seasickness. I almost vomitted!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;Finally back to home sweet home.... Unluckily school is going to reopen... )):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-3851808889716587864?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/3851808889716587864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=3851808889716587864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/3851808889716587864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/3851808889716587864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/06/holiday.html' title='HOLIDAY'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-7035085639465747587</id><published>2008-06-18T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T19:52:42.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YAHOOO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;YAY! Thanks so much Zhi Yin for helping me with editing the blogger codes. ((: My blogskin is back to something nicer. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Mum get well soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Holidays are ending soon... So sad, I don't want it to end... That day went to watch another movie: the incredible hulk. This holiday I managed to watch 2 movies. ((: I went to the long bridge walk near our school that day. The bridge was quite nice, and the view was quite good from high above. Only down side was waking up early to go walk the bridge. My grandmother made breakfast and we carried it up to the highest point before enjoying our breakfast with a good view of Singapore. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I will be away tomorrow. Go for a short one day trip to Malaysia, Batam, I think...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Anyway, gtg, Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-7035085639465747587?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/7035085639465747587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=7035085639465747587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/7035085639465747587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/7035085639465747587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/06/yahooo.html' title='YAHOOO!'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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-6131012916778461315.post-5608113810379910158</id><published>2008-06-15T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T22:55:42.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Oxzk-pzzQ/SFX_wEXVAjI/AAAAAAAAAAU/pSV7BpM4hng/s1600-h/emo.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212353345021608498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="180" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Oxzk-pzzQ/SFX_wEXVAjI/AAAAAAAAAAU/pSV7BpM4hng/s320/emo.gif" width="201" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I dunno what happened. I am in shocked. I dunno why suddenly like that. I think it is because we do not sound very enthusiastic or something. But although we don't normally show it, we love you alot. Don't be unhappy and sad. We LOVE YOU ALOT! We cannot imagine what life would be without you! Don't be unhappy! MUST SMILE AND BE HAPPY. I LOVE MY MUMMY. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-5608113810379910158?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/5608113810379910158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=5608113810379910158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/5608113810379910158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/5608113810379910158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/06/love.html' title='LOVE'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Oxzk-pzzQ/SFX_wEXVAjI/AAAAAAAAAAU/pSV7BpM4hng/s72-c/emo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6131012916778461315.post-3600320522812780000</id><published>2008-06-10T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T18:39:34.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RAINY DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Oxzk-pzzQ/SE8skrdfj7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Mey3ZI-1wHc/s1600-h/emo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210432302544293810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="225" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Oxzk-pzzQ/SE8skrdfj7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Mey3ZI-1wHc/s320/emo.jpg" width="141" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It is raining again. Yesterday night was a very good night to sleep, because there was very strong wind and it was raining heavily. I hope later when I go out down rain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am currently half blind. I forgot to take out my spectacles from my mum's room yesterday and now I am stucked with an extremely old spectacles which has extremely low degrees. I sort of cannot see clearly now. Somemore later got lessons, I don't know how to navigate my way properly especially if it is raining, then it will be worst. There will be a foggy sky and I cannot see anything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday finally went with my sis to watch kungfu panda. It was humourous. The panda was like so fat and totally hated by the furious five. A very cute show. I like the panda. Very cute. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I gtg. Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-3600320522812780000?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/3600320522812780000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=3600320522812780000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/3600320522812780000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/3600320522812780000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/06/rainy-day.html' title='RAINY DAY'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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/_M2Oxzk-pzzQ/SE8skrdfj7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Mey3ZI-1wHc/s72-c/emo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6131012916778461315.post-1553133853734399519</id><published>2008-06-06T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T19:08:29.768-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brand new start'/><title type='text'>BRAND NEW START</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Hello Everyone! I am back, and now with Blogger again! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;There is something seriously wrong with Ebloggy. When I try to look at my website, the whole thing is spoiled and many weird stuff pop up. I think they are seriously porn, so I did not even look at them and quickly close them. Ebloggy like always have this kind of problem, so I decided to change back to more trustable blogger. Unfortunately, a bad thing about Blogger is that it does not support HTML codes that have a little problem with them. They only accept perfect codes. So I think that will be the end of me. I will just stick to this ugly HTML code. No choice. I think Blogger is better, just this one disadvantage... ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Holidays like so busy. Everyone so busy with everything, cannot even meet up for maths project! I am quite fed up. I am like the only free person. Why am I so free anyway? I also don't know. Maybe because China trip cancelled then got more time do my own things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Yesterday I was very fed up. Wanted to watch KungFu Panda with my cousins. But for some reason, they did not order tickets, and oly me and my sis went to the cinema, and realised all ticket sold out, cos it is new show. End up me and my sis like 2 noobs went back home again. If anyone noticed us, they will think we are crazy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Yesterday my mum very busy, so she taught me how to cook fried noodles and I taught my maid. Haha... Luckily the kitchen never burn down, and the only bad thing about it is it is too salty. But otherwise ok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Holidays very boring lehs... Anway, gtg. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6131012916778461315-1553133853734399519?l=melody-n-music.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/feeds/1553133853734399519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6131012916778461315&amp;postID=1553133853734399519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/1553133853734399519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6131012916778461315/posts/default/1553133853734399519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melody-n-music.blogspot.com/2008/06/brand-new-start.html' title='BRAND NEW START'/><author><name>WHO?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768253003053522616</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>
