<?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-2917151347374887195</id><updated>2012-01-23T20:50:44.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazed Watermelon</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2917151347374887195.post-1453475628509209379</id><published>2012-01-23T20:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T20:50:44.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beginings and Old Ends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Got posted to 4th Company which was the company that I ironically wanted when I wrote on the paper. Didn't expect it to have an intake so that means that I had to start work immediately. Luckily for me it seems that the people are generally nice there and that they are somewhat friendly to the new specialists. The culture is very different to that of the other companies. Some of their customs are not exactly the best idea but some of them are rather efficient and useful. So far, life has been interesting enough even though I just experienced three days of work. Also, I have duty on the first day of February. Oh well, life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year is another fun day. Everything went per normal. The only bad thing was that I experienced a bad stomach ache these few days that have just recently died down. Hopefully, it doesn't continue on. I wish to continue on with life as it is. Peaceful and quiet. Suits my style rather well. A very simple week up ahead. Hopefully, nothing much happens now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-1453475628509209379?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/1453475628509209379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-beginings-and-old-ends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/1453475628509209379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/1453475628509209379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-beginings-and-old-ends.html' title='New Beginings and Old Ends'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-8612263910076911965</id><published>2012-01-14T23:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T00:09:35.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talk and Walk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Chinese New Year is next week. Looking forward to another 4 day break as long as it is not disrupted by any duty that I might have. However, I am preparing to sacrifice one of the days. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Maintaining&lt;/span&gt; a positive attitude. Hmm, got posted to School 4 which is not bad since it is secluded and the company line are pretty fine. Of course, the many trade-off includes the distance as well as the food. So, I am not very happy or sad. Maybe, I will get an admin job. Feeling quite good about it though. But if I do get it, I will be kinda sad as well. The paradox. Reading the Inheritance cycle or the eragon series which is interesting. I really need to figure out why I seem to be reading so much books nowadays as if I seem to be making up for the books I did not read in my teen years. Anyway, just bought 2 more books again. One of which is Norwegian wood under the recommendation of Walter while the other is Battle Royale which I just happened to chance upon. Making it a total of 19 books I have yet to read. however, during the short time I have also read 28 books. Haha, guess i made good use of my time in army. Anyway, met up with Jun Yuan randomly in Parkway today. What a coincidence. It's always nice to meet up with old friends. The nostalgia. Booking in camp tonight, hopefully, I get a good posting with nice colleagues and bosses. That's all I hope for as it is the most important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-8612263910076911965?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/8612263910076911965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2012/01/talk-and-walk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/8612263910076911965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/8612263910076911965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2012/01/talk-and-walk.html' title='Talk and Walk'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-1792236540036544481</id><published>2012-01-01T00:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T00:58:43.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginning and Repetition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Happy New Year. Not like it makes a big difference to me. Very boring 2 weeks. Basically spent the whole week listening to lecture before I am finally released and have a long break. About 9 days. Nothing much happen as of now. Bought Dissidia and Battlefield 3 which took up most of bored time in the morning. Hung out with friends over the afternoon and evening. Met the usual gangs. Got a little tipsy on most occasions. Seriously, it was a very long but much needed break. Looking forward to book out again. lol. Oh well, nothing much. No new year resolution as of yet maybe just to finish what I started. That itself will be great. That's all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-1792236540036544481?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/1792236540036544481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2012/01/beginning-and-repetition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/1792236540036544481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/1792236540036544481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2012/01/beginning-and-repetition.html' title='Beginning and Repetition'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-2888882010790597233</id><published>2011-12-18T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T05:33:24.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up and Rising</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Finally I have survived all 22 weeks of Specialist Training to become a 3rd sergeant. No extra duties, no punishment. Never did any Guard Duty, Company Orderly Sergeant or Deputy Company Orderly Sergeant. That is until tomorrow anyway. The week was lame as usual. More sharing sessions during CAT term. Did some running in the morning and read books or went to the canteen at night for food. The Simple life. Wednesday we began our drills session and just kept &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;practising&lt;/span&gt; and practising all the way till 7pm. Same thing happened on Thursday. Friday was the parade. It was a parade in the rain. Very cool. Found some friends took photos and that was it. I am officially a 3rd Sergeant. Anyway the cool thing was that I managed to get posted to BMT. I mean, it was partially attributed to my P.R status but I didn't feel very happy about it. I mean it is simple but in the end it is also boring. Not that I wanted unit life but I resigned myself to unit life already so it was quite a shocker. Oh well, shall see how it goes tomorrow. Lastly, I manged to miraculously pass my final driving test. With 18 points. LoL. Dumbluck. I really should have failed. I mean before the test officially started I already stalled engine twice and I stalled engine once on the slope. Not sure if he noticed but I definitely would have. Not to mention I adjusted the right mirror on the main road. Anyway my instructor was a mean bloke so I gave him the proud and "I don't give a damm" face and attitude. Not to mention, I kinda purposefully went the wrong lane to spite him and mocked him when he told me to turn right when I should have turned left. Epic joke. Driving on a Saturday afternoon is easier as there are lesser cars. Not to mention on the road the highest I got was 3 rd gear because there were so many turns. To be honest, I don't even know what test route I was driving. Anyway when he told me I passed I was really shocked. I mean, like dude seriously? But oh well a pass is a pass so who give a shit. Didn't complain. Kinda regret trolling him if I knew he was gonna pass me. But oh well, too late. So applied for my license and it should be on the way into my wallet by Chinese New Year. It was a very lucky lucky week for me. Thanks for everything. Still working on 3 more projects namely the Food Gallery, the D.Book and absorbing all the books that I have bought. Yup 18 of them. Wish me luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-2888882010790597233?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/2888882010790597233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/12/up-and-rising.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/2888882010790597233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/2888882010790597233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/12/up-and-rising.html' title='Up and Rising'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-5342645874140539743</id><published>2011-12-18T04:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T05:15:55.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mischief and Mayhem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Joker's Plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Names shall not be used. Not that it made any difference either way.&lt;br /&gt;The plan was pure randomness and mean. Which involved 4 not so innocent people hatching the plan with different intentions. Let's admit it. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; did it for chaos and boredom and because&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I&lt;/span&gt; didn't want to bunk with the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;gremlin&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Z.Boss&lt;/span&gt; did it for the sake of punishing the two oppositions. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;OnSugar&lt;/span&gt; did it for fun. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Lone Ranger&lt;/span&gt; did it to vent his frustration . It was a simple plan, let the 2 oppositions bunk together with out any change. For that the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Gremlin&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Voice&lt;/span&gt; were crucial. The end result was that the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Gremlin&lt;/span&gt; change with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Dots&lt;/span&gt; so the team would be perfect. Ironically, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Voice&lt;/span&gt; felt that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Gremlin&lt;/span&gt; was being bullied and hence sided with us believing his act was a so called justice when in fact it was simply a joke we wanted to pull on him. I never laughed so much and hard on that day. It was very confusing actually with so many hidden agendas and arrows. I only knew that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Z.Boss&lt;/span&gt; understood the initial plan but &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;OnSugar&lt;/span&gt; may have been swayed by the conversation we had with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Voice&lt;/span&gt;. And the plan would have worked a lot easier if &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Gremlin&lt;/span&gt; refused the change in the first place. What a stiff. Just because he agreed to change, he stuck by his word. Anyway he really has no mind of his own so I wasn't expecting much. And hence when the deal was struck and words were exchanged, the explosion occurred. Arguments happened and resentment started to surface as usual. Apparently even &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Tank&lt;/span&gt; got involved and became pissed and gave up on everything. In the end, everyone just gave up and went to huddle in our groups to discuss. So, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Specs&lt;/span&gt; concluded that our section has&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; joker/s&lt;/span&gt; which is obviously correct and he has deduced the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; jokers&lt;/span&gt; which should include &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;me &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Lone Ranger&lt;/span&gt; and definitely &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Z.Boss&lt;/span&gt;. Obviously &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;OnSugar&lt;/span&gt; will be spared since he doesn't exhibit anger or resentment towards anything. How the end result came out will forever be a mystery. But it was fun, causing mayhem. Whether I manged to hide inside my smokescreen will be a mystery. I believe I have been exposed. Not that I care. So I spent the night discussing with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Dots, Specs and Mess&lt;/span&gt;. It was usual banter and rubbish, stuff that I already know. Why they reacted that way, why they did this and that... boring. I simply stayed up to console my friend, even if I contributed to the plan. Hmm, well the target was affected so no probs there. Personally, I thought about why I did what I did. There really is no answer. I just wanted to know I guess, if it would explode. I still treat &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Mess&lt;/span&gt; as a good friend but if he went all psycho on me I would have been fine to drop the relationship. Same thing with the rest of the gang. I haven't forged strong ties with any of them. But I managed to be friends with all of them. That's the difference. My friends, old and new, always said that I treasured friendships, I always wondered whether that is true because sometimes I knowingly destroy my own friendships based on random whims. Just look at my secondary 2 class. So many good friends, but so little left in contact. Hmm... the plan was fun and it was a success. The mastermind is of course the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Boss&lt;/span&gt;. Who else could it be?&lt;br /&gt;There was supposed to be a part 2. Where &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Z.Boss&lt;/span&gt; wanted to camo the trinity when they were asleep. I would have totally screwed &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Specs&lt;/span&gt; over. As for the other 2 I don't really have the inclination to push it that far. Truthfully, they are still okay and I treat them as good friends. But seriously, I just wanted to screw &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Specs&lt;/span&gt;. Anyway, sadly the plan was not carried out because we were asked to book out that night so lol. Plan failed. But it would have been so chaotic if it had been carried. Narrow escape... narrow escape...&lt;br /&gt;Part 3 was to be expected. The last night in SCS, wanted to play a prank on &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Specs&lt;/span&gt; but it failed because the bookworm was stuck on his bed so we checked around for the other members of the fantastic four. But the only one available was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Dots&lt;/span&gt;. So &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Z.Boss&lt;/span&gt; raided his bunk and shuffled his things around. Oh well, not my primary target so didn't want to join in. It was fun to watch though. Everything is so f-ed up. Well, at the end of all, with absolutely no hostility and out of pure randomness &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Mess&lt;/span&gt; said he still treated me as a friend which can mean many things. Not to mention I also came up with my own conclusion which isn't very innocent. All I can say is whatever, not like we will be seeing each other again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2917151347374887195-5342645874140539743?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/5342645874140539743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/12/mischief-and-mayhem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/5342645874140539743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/5342645874140539743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/12/mischief-and-mayhem.html' title='Mischief and Mayhem'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-7273441647886048642</id><published>2011-12-11T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T02:29:16.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebration and Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It has been a long time. I made it. A lot to write so I shall see if I have the time to write everything or remember everything. The plane ride there was simple and easy. The trip there was over before we knew it and we landed in the main camp. We were all crammed in a sad small room, all 47 of us. Settled down and took our bags and that was it. The end of my first day there. Couldn't really remember the days in between. The next day we probably had our orientation run and more admin matter to handle. Day 3 was our terrain familiarization march which was fine. Day 4 to Day 6 was longstride exercise. Luckily for us, the route was easy and simpler than many others and we had Ben which was a good navigator. Did nothing on the navigation, actually I did nothing much in the whole taiwan trip. It was a boring trip after all. We reached our log-point 1 at 2pm which was 2 hours later that what could have been if Ben had not insisted we bash through the mountain and realise that we bashed wrongly and then we kept getting lost in the middle of nowhere. That was the spark that made me lazy in navigation. Correction: lazier. Spent 4 hours there because of the tests which was common sense. I mean, seriously, am I the only one that realizes every time when they ask you to locate the tree or mountain during resection or intersection, it is always the highest poin of a hill nearby. The only thing you need is just azumith and the answer is a simple as it gets. And everyone gets frantic and thinks I am all knowing when my navigation is like shit. Spent 2 hours doing the NDS, because Jing Feng decided to do it properly. Lame shit much.To counter that statement, I spent half an hour the next day on the next NDS if not we would have never reached the damm end point by the second day. Did it out of haste not beacuse I felt guilty or whatever. The next set was okay and we cleared 2 more checkpoints till night. Packed our stuff and slept. Ate 2 maggie mee with Ben and Zhi Hui. Standard stuff. The next morning cleared all the way till log-point 2. Then after that we went all the way and ended by 7pm. Reached camp by 8pm. Did all the other tests before finishing by 10pm. Ate chicken cutlet and enjoyed cup noodles and bubble tea. It was heaven because we were honest idiots who didn't eat a single damm cutlet in outfield. Haiz. Slept like a pig the next day and prepared for platoon battle course. Day 7 and Day 8 were simple section attack drills. Day 8 was the day I shitted in outfield, first time ever. LoL. Day 9(1) was the day of our dreaded Exercise Warrior. Ashley was sect com. Spent the day marching to and fro and settled down immediately at a nice plantation. My shellscrape was hidden behind a tree so I slept very peacefully. Day 10(2) We recee-ed the next harbouring site and just spent the whole day and afternoon walking there and back. It was a long trip. Prepares for attack at night. Day 11(3) attacks the new area with Ben as the new section commander. Spent the afternoon doing section battle course. Carried signal set so didn't do a single shit. Sect Comm became Jing Feng. Ha-ha it was fun to watch. A struggle. Day12(4) Another battle course day, some big shot came by and stepped on shit. We will never know whose it belongs to... Day 13(5) Battle course again. At night it was my turn to become section commander. Haiz. Day 14(6) Attacks new area which is Alex 3 which happens to our platoon battle course site. Apparently i was supposed to fail assessment because I didn't do my section ops order plan properly. Luckily, my map was presentable. Thank God. Day 15(7) Harbour and slacks the whole day. Prepare for final mission during the night. Day 16(8) Attacks a hill and then became enemy for the last attack. Casualty evacuation for the last mission. Finished. Warrior-ed! Throughout the whole event, there were some many things that happened. Let's see Jing Feng fell down a cliff, Ben got pissed at all of us, I had something unexpected happen to me... and much much more. Day 17 Clean arms the whole day. Day 18 Return all stores and prepare for R and R. Meanwhile, the boss and I planned the diabolical plan to make our section even more screwed up. It shall be known as the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joker's plan&lt;/span&gt;. It shall be posted next week. Hopefully I remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 19 The beginning of R&amp;amp;R. Very simple. A lot of boring rides and then our 1st stop was the aboriginal village theme park I went before. Funny thing was the theme was One piece. So I bought a mini Trafalgar Law figure and One Piece Yellow and Green Data books. Went to bring the gang around the same places. Then ate lunch and had a very long bus trip back to taipei. Ate dinner and it was nightime R&amp;amp;R so went to Shilin Night Market. Let's see I bought my SpyWalk bag with a good haggle for 650NT. Bought new shirt and pants. And also a belt and a watch. Ate a lot of random rubbish. Day 20 Went to some animal park and theme park in the morning and Jiu Fen in the afternoon.At night went to XimenDing. Separated myself from the gang because the were not going the direction I wanted and I was too lazy to wait for them. Yes, I know it was an ass move but it was brilliant. Went to an otherwise impossible to go in a group comic store. Found it by random, and bought One Piece Red and Kuroshitsuji and Fairy Tail and the latest Reborn. Busted 1000 but they had some discount so it became a suprising 892NT. I swore the storekeeper must have thought I was mad. I probably should have bought more. Ate more rubbish and even drank my starbucks frappacinno. The best but was a Zoro figuring that I saw and loved. Got it at 600NT saved a 100NT. The boss looked liked a nice man and I was desperate. It was the only one left and it was the only Zoro figurine that I saw. It totally made my day. Best 26 bucks ever spent. Day 21 Went to taipei 101 in the morning and some famous bookstore. Bought even more comics busted 1163NT also after discount. I am a comic freak what can I say? Went to 101 bought ice cream. It was heavenly. Totally worth it. Went to XimenDing again. Ate the Mee sua and more garbage like sausage and chicken cutlet. Then went back to the hotel and said goodbye to TAIWAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Singapore like a zombie had driving in the afternoon. Snore. Ate and went back to camp. The next 2 days were boring where we simply returned our section stores and had nights off. Wednesday was the beginning of CAT term, didn't know anybody in the bunk and syndicate. Not that closely anyway. Boring like hell. Luckily we have a more relaxed instructor so it was more fun. Spent 3 days thinking of booking out before finally making my great escape from camp on friday night. Met up with 16/09 backrow gang on Saturday afternoon. Went to Kino after that and busted 70 dollars on books. Yes I meant books. Today I spent the afternoon driving and then went crazy in my normal route from Fairprice to Popular to Parkway. Having an awesome clearance sale and bought even more books. My bookshelf is gonna collapse. Too many books, too little freedom to read. I should have the time though. Going in by 10pm. So little time left. But after this week it will be my graduation parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-7273441647886048642?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/7273441647886048642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/12/celebration-and-graduation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/7273441647886048642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/7273441647886048642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/12/celebration-and-graduation.html' title='Celebration and Graduation'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-4318607931339601256</id><published>2011-11-11T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T06:06:26.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul and Strength</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just watched the movie soul surfer, which inspired me a little. Gave a bit more confidence which I needed since I will be leaving for Taiwan tomorrow. The horror and dread. More of dread actually. I will find the strength within me to survive the next 3 weeks. I know I can do it. A lot of things happen these past few days even though I am blogging again in a period of 5 days. Sorrow, a little regret and pain and a lot of anxiety.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, Monday blues as usual but it was a whole lot better since it was my birthday. Tuesday was a whole lot of boring lecture and preparation and then SOC in the afternoon. Didn't take my timing but i felt that i failed again because i had to wait at the balancing beam and window for some people in front of me and my rifle dropped again at the end point. The timing came out and it was 5.02 which didn't strike me as abnormal but made me even more depressed but apparently there were a lot of discrepancies and we complained. The next day, we had drills, returning of laptop, SOC and vaccination. This time for SOC, I nailed it. Took the timing, did everything as fast as i could and by the time i cleared all the obstacles, it was 2.55 giving me a lot of time to slowly run and i got the fastest timing i ever had of 4.09. Went crazy and then had a nights out. Didn't do much but I enjoyed it. Thursday was basically packing all the way. And then spring cleaning till 3pm where I ate a late lunch with my mum and then dinner at crystal jade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For the bad things that happened this week, I wouldn't call them bad but unfortunate. First, my friend went to detention barracks and got out of course for something he did during SOC. I can't help him and I don't understand the situation. All I feel is emptiness and regret. Sometimes I wonder if I can feel anything at all. I just feel pity. But definitely, not in the looking down on you way. Haiz. Relationship with friends not so good, not even better at hiding my true intents and emotions. I really am black. Sometimes, I even feel happy being mean. Is that normal? Reflection time needed probably. On the plus side, relationships with others are getting better. The irony of social relationships. One has to give way to others. Thought about it, sometimes I wonder how many close friends I have. Though it was just a fleeting thoughts. I really think i have my anti-social side and my need for friends are to vent out random garbage and have fun. Okay, this part is twisted. The last bad thing is this irritating toothache that I am experiencing. I think it is decay with all the food and not brushing my teeth. I am so screwed. How to go Taiwan? Shit I really hate these exercises. How to survive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went back to MRL today just for a little while since I promised I would go back if I passed my SOC which I did. Joy. Not much feeling left. It is dwindling away. Treasure it as much as I can. I probably only have 25 hours left before I need to go to the airport or start worrying like a pig. I pray only that I survive Taiwan, don't lose anything and that my toothache disappears. Have driving lessons and test in December. Hope for the best. My soul is no longer pure but it that makes it only more human. My strength is fading but more will come when I need it. Putting others before myself, I must try to achieve that even if others do not put me over themselves. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;With 10 people left in our section, 1 stubborn gremlin, 2 born slackers, 1 dilly-dally idiot, 1 whiner and 1 soul attacker, 1 gay, 2 tank and me which is more than fucked up. How are we going to survive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I pray for the best and hope for everything to be smooth. Smooth digestive system. No rain. Typhoons that do not kill random people are welcome. No long exercise. No hypothermia or frostbite. I really enjoyed myself and despite my hate and angst for my section, which to be honest is really little compared to other people i have worked with, I really like my section. Actually, hate and angst is too strong. I owe them too much for that. More of dislike and disappointment probably. I owe them a lot and I am glad to have entered army to meet people like them. Lastly, love my family and hope that I will be back in 3 weeks time to celebrate with them. Grad Parade and C.A.T term, here I come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-4318607931339601256?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/4318607931339601256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/11/soul-and-strength.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/4318607931339601256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/4318607931339601256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/11/soul-and-strength.html' title='Soul and Strength'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-5165378615116418030</id><published>2011-11-07T01:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T01:30:03.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone and Anew</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, 32 is finally over. Got my Combat skills badge. It was no easy feat. Monday was boring with just some preparation and lectures. It rained in the afternoon and made many of us think that the march could be cancelled but the rain stopped and we started the march on Tuesday night. It was fine for the first 16K since we were not so tired but the moment Master Ronald took the change in pace was so drastic that I immediately felt the weariness. I was a straggler for the next 16K until the last 2K where i ran like a dog. Everything else was relatively fine, the aces and GPS test is simple and crossing of water obstacle is interesting. But after crossing the river, I had some mild abrasions. We managed to complete the whole route in 5 hours and 58 minutes. After that at the live shoot, I miraculously managed to shoot 5 out of 10 targets which is the minimum score to pass. So that was that. Slept like a log on Wednesday. The next 2 days were also very slack with some SOC training in the morning and talks and lectures in the afternoon. Will be going in today and hopefully out on Thursday night. Booked out on Friday afternoon and have been slacking since then. Watching movies and playing my new PSP. Shock. Got almost all the games and with some minor glitch but other than that everything was perfect. Wen out with the OAC and Sec4 CCHMS gang yesterday which brought back a lot of good memories and stories. I always admire those nostalgic moments. Going to Taiwan in 1 week's time... 6 days more like it. Feel very unprepared, I better pay attention to the lectures tomorrow. All the best. The next time i blog will be before i fly off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-5165378615116418030?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/5165378615116418030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/11/gone-and-anew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/5165378615116418030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/5165378615116418030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/11/gone-and-anew.html' title='Gone and Anew'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-307807966451905914</id><published>2011-10-30T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T03:19:26.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun and Relaxation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Failed SOC again because it was raining and i fell from the balancing beam. It felt horrible. The only thing that made me feel sad about an otherwise wonderful week. Now i have a re-test after my 32K. No idea how i am gonna survive but i will find a way. Thursday was HCC, but thank god it rained and rained so we basically did nothing the whole day. I missed all the mini obstacles and by the time we did the high obstacles it started to rain. Thank you. Haha, i really hate doing these kind of obstacles. Went back to bunk and read my story book. Finished reading the last book of the hunger game series already. An interesting story, can't wait for the movie. Friday was more slack with us going to SAFTI to cheer on the 9th div sports game which I spent running through the rain to get to the site and sleeping once i reached there. A boring but otherwise welcoming day. Saturday was sports day, we lost bad and then we booked out. And that was the shortest and most relaxing week of my pro term. Went out with the OAC guys for dinner. It was fun, talked a lot and we ate dinner, desert and supper at 3 different locations which is pretty cool. From out of the pan at raffles city to secret recipe at marina square and finally to Mos burger at millenia walk. It was great catching up with everyone after so long. Hopefully, i will have time to do that with my other friends. Argh, I was so happy and at ease yesterday. Lol, sounds like a Ashley moment. The usual high energy adrenaline.Took a bus back and slept. Woke up late today, watch How I met your mother and Good luck Charlie ever since which meant I haven't started on my new book yet which is quite unlike me but oh well. Booking in later tonight but probably need some time to force prep for the 32K. Please let me pass my SOC this time around. Thank you. Will be out on Friday then it will be a 3 day mini holiday before 1 week to Taiwan. The journey is coming to a close soon or maybe the climax. Gosh. Hope i survive 32K first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-307807966451905914?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/307807966451905914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/10/fun-and-relaxation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/307807966451905914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/307807966451905914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/10/fun-and-relaxation.html' title='Fun and Relaxation'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-5926820543505531897</id><published>2011-10-26T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T00:30:19.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relaxation and Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A very good weekend break. It's sad that it is ending. Well, firstly, Sunday was horrible. The attack was short but the preparation before was initially long. We had to trek across some boring and long jungle trail with wet lands, marshes and soil. Then we reach a hill that is practically inclined at 30 degrees. Running heavily and panting heavily while shooting randomly. That was the 1st trial shoot. Of course, for the live firing, I aimed and fired. The procedure was simple but it was tiring and by the time I finish 1 set i was dead tired. Luckily for us there were only 4 sets. Anyway, the worst thing was that we ended at 12am and still had to march back to camp even with my abrasions. Monday was the day we took our juniors. It was fun but we were all dead tired and so luckily since we were the spare section. We somehow managed to do almost nothing on the 1st day other than usher them in the morning. We even went for a canteen break by our own during brunch. Then we slept all the way till 3pm, which pretty much re-energized us. The Tuesday that followed was also just as relaxed, with a lot of rest except that we had to take them for their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;IPPT&lt;/span&gt; categorization test. Wednesday was dreadful. We started at 7am and ended at 7pm, the whole day spent on teaching M203. It wasn't tiring but it was boring. We were basically reteaching them over and over again. Presenting the same stuff over and over again. Oops, forgot to mention about the hostility within the section. The vibes are getting stronger even those that I am emitting, if you know what I mean, which I obviously do. It is time for the social experiment to see if the best way to survive a 2 sided war is to be with both sides even if your heart and mind is leaning to one side. Normally for such a war, there are 5 choices. First, side both sides. Second, side the losing side. Third, side the winning side. fourth, side the losing side even though you know you will lose because of your emotions. Fifth, side the winning side even if you are against them simply because they are the winning side. Complex much, but that's what i have learned over the years when two sides of your friends have an argument. Anyway, fast &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;forwarding&lt;/span&gt;. ATP was not tiring but very boring. The 1st day was fine since all we did was the hard plate shooting which i got a decent score. The night shoot was horrible. As usual i couldn't see anything. Mental note: Need to wear contacts when shooting if i pass my pro term. the 300m shoot was fine after some practise. The 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; day, was harder since we had the 300m rundown event. The rundown was not as tiring as i though but the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;proning&lt;/span&gt; and shooting in the rain was something new. Didn't do well for my 1st shoot only scoring a 9 but with my total score, I managed to pass. The 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; test was slightly better with a 13 but i somehow missed all my 300m targets, which I don't know why. But luckily for me after cleaning my rifle, it no longer have any problems. Still I wonder if at the end of it all, was it my problem or my rifle's. No matter, I am just glad that it can fire. After that we started to clean our rifles and chat with our friends and before long we were set to go.  From then on, began my 5 days of holiday that just disappeared as fast as it came. Then again, time passes too fast. Started reading the hunger games trilogy and I should finish it by the week since I am already at the 3rd and last book. Other than that, can't wait for Saturday to come again. Should be fun. Hate the fact that i am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;LSC&lt;/span&gt; again for the 3rd time and that we have some high obstacle course tomorrow. Other than that this week is very short and sweet and I will have to leave for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Taiwan&lt;/span&gt; soon. Which i am looking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;forward&lt;/span&gt; too as well as dreading, bit it will be like an adventure camp so it should be fun. Looking forward to the weekend once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-5926820543505531897?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/5926820543505531897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/10/relaxation-and-joy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/5926820543505531897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/5926820543505531897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/10/relaxation-and-joy.html' title='Relaxation and Joy'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-8774446119956852456</id><published>2011-10-15T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T00:46:01.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest and Reprive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It was a long week and long week ahead. Monday and Tuesday were great days with pretty much nothing except for boring lectures and safety briefings. Even endurance training was cancelled because of the rain. Had 2 nights out on this week. 1 spent outside playing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;DOTA&lt;/span&gt; and the other spent in bunk reading books. Well, it was not too bad. Wednesday had the dreaded 12K march which I died because I did not black tape my foot hence i have tons of blisters now. Then more boring lectures and briefings all of which I have forgotten. Thursday we had our navigation test. Couldn't find the 1 st checkpoint and ended up cheating on all the other checkpoints due to the lack of points. Carved out the pattern on the trees and hence got the fee points. Luckily, I ended up in a group that is more flexible and not so rigid. If I was with the others on the different side of the bunk I might have suffered. For night the 800m checkpoint was a downer and everyone just decided to sleep and continue plan B at 9. We left around 9 and reached back coy line by 10, despite being the 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; detail to be back. By the time the last group was back, which included the other side of the bunk. It was already 1 am. Friday was even stupider with an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;IOC&lt;/span&gt; that I may have failed due to the rifle obstructing my legs at the low rope. Other than that it was actually rather simple and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;straightforward&lt;/span&gt; hence I don't really see how i could fail my re-test if i had to take one. Finished reading the thin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;executioner&lt;/span&gt; and went on to read the John &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Grisham&lt;/span&gt; book. Both of which are equally interesting. I have really developed a love for books. Crap. That is not good. Anyway thought about it and decided if I had to take biology I would do it in America where I can take a double degree or double major. The other major being science related or the degree being computer science. I will probably study in UK only if I get in medicine if not there will always be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ireland&lt;/span&gt; to fall back on. Now that I have a plan, life seems much easier. Really not in the mood for platoon live firing tomorrow or that ATP coming this Thursday. Really feel like it's a downer. I hate shooting unless I don't have to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;camo&lt;/span&gt; and there is transport provided. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;LoL&lt;/span&gt;. Oh well, life goes on and I just know that once the next week is done, life will be so much more relaxed with a 5 day holiday. Thank you, for the holiday/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-8774446119956852456?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/8774446119956852456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/10/rest-and-reprive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/8774446119956852456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/8774446119956852456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/10/rest-and-reprive.html' title='Rest and Reprive'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-8961292328879779045</id><published>2011-10-09T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T04:33:43.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alive and Well</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well, I made it. It was gruelling and tiring but i made it. But it sure as hell was long and tedious. The Sunday that we went in we had section live attack. Sadly, I am the section commander. It was a tiring day and we kept attacking the knoll. By the end of it all, we spent an hour picking up the R.A.I and we reached back by nightfall. The next morning woke up for Urban Ops live firing. Less tiring and no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;camo&lt;/span&gt; but we had 8 firings all of which short and sweet but it was irritating as we had to rest then fire then rest then fire. Went back rather late and wanted to sleep already but had to force prep for Grand Slam because I was sect 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;IC&lt;/span&gt; with Ashley as Sect Comm. I wanted to die. Did a lot of rubbish until 3am before sleeping for 2 hours then leaving for the grand slam site at 2pm. Throughout the entire morning we spent the time, drawing all the weird gadgets and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;gizmo&lt;/span&gt; and preparing our stores. When we reach the site, we had a small briefing before we had to go to the grounds and dig our shell scrape. Spent the night doing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;comms&lt;/span&gt; path and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;comms&lt;/span&gt; line and so on. Very boring and tiring process. Slept like a log according to my teammates. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;. The next day wasn't much better. I was the section commander, at that time i really wanted to kill myself. Didn't know if it was because of Ashley speaking to master that section commander was only made for  half a day. Spent the rest of the day resting before waking up at night to tunnel to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;UO&lt;/span&gt; site. The march was irritatingly long because i was carrying the heavy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;matador&lt;/span&gt; and claymore and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;tripflare&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Urgh&lt;/span&gt;. Rested at the building before attacking at 6am. It was chaotic as hell and I don't even know what we were doing not that i cared. After attack we took a bus to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;yishun&lt;/span&gt; air base to take the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Chinook&lt;/span&gt; which was super cool. The downwind was super strong and the ride was of a good length. Managed to catch a good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;air view&lt;/span&gt; too. Landed at the new site and just dug &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;shell crape&lt;/span&gt;. But before reaching the campsite there was gruelling 8K march by which everyone almost died. I believe it was opportunity training and i was lucky we had it. I mean if not we would all die in the 28K march later on.Best thing of all was that since I tanked for the first 2 days and 3 missions, i was made enemy so I didn't have to carry the section stores or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;matador&lt;/span&gt;. By then I wanted to give up but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ben&lt;/span&gt; helped me out so it was a lot easier. After that, 1 more day was left. We focused on defense and build wire, dug fire trenches. I tried my way to get out of heavy workload but in the end i still offered my help even when i was shagged. At least I pull my own weight and help to pull others too. As usual the night was long with 2 reinforcements drill. Tiring. Next day, exercise was short and we just spent the time removing everything and returning the wires and stuff. By 1pm we rested and ate lunch and had to everything on, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;camo&lt;/span&gt; on just to continue with exercise which is to expand some rounds. Lame. Boarded the bus, went back to camp and cleaned the rifle. Couldn't book out at 7 because the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;CWO&lt;/span&gt; was being his usual self, being picky about area cleaning and apparently some idiot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; bother cleaning his rifle at all and hence we had to stay back, clean our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;goddamn&lt;/span&gt; rifle before we left at 9.40. My parents waited for 3 hours in the car. I felt so bad for them. Mum bought 2 burgers from burger king and I gobbled them down.Finally, went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;pungol&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;nasi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;lemak&lt;/span&gt; to eat again. Have been eating so much &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;heaty&lt;/span&gt; food, I am so going to be constipated. Well, next week will definitely be less tiring, that is for sure. It will still be tiring but definitely less. Time for a lot of rest. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Yipee&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-8961292328879779045?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/8961292328879779045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/10/alive-and-well.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/8961292328879779045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/8961292328879779045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/10/alive-and-well.html' title='Alive and Well'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-920087713633417262</id><published>2011-10-01T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T00:56:12.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In and Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Booked out at 23 30 and booking in at 21 30. Less than a single day of book out and I have to endure 1 week of hell. The week was not as hard as I thought it would be but it was still long and tiring. Monday till Wednesday were 3 straight days of outfield, where we had section ambush, breaching and quick attack. Getting pumped here and there. Worst of all, I had to be the LSC. Some lame shit. I always hated such appointments, can't be bothered with the responsibility of it all. But the days that I got were reasonably well. Wednesday was my 10K run which I passed but required more effort than usual since i jogged too slowly till the 5K mark. Almost got into trouble when we lost a mag on Wednesday, when i mean we i mean me. But luckily it was averted when I found it back. Never going to place my mag in the front pouch ever again.Thursday was a whole lot of SDL which was basically our break from everything and this gave us some time to rest. Nights out was supposed to be at 5 but it became 7 because of a whole lot of horrendous events and stand by area. Went to brown talk with Ashley, the talk itself was interesting but not very relevant. But i did gain insight and motivation from it so I guess it was worth unintentionally blowing the rest of the section off. Friday was simply Urban operations all the way. Oh my god, i suck at shuffling through the doors, I am so gonna get scolded during UO live firing. The hard plates are also so bloody annoying. Oops forgot to mention almost got charged after declaration when the same thing that happen to Gabriel and Tze yong happened to me but luckily with some help and persuasion the matter was blown away. Need to open my eyes bigger now. Anyway next week is the big bomb. Section Quick attack live firing, Urban operations live firing followed by 5 days of Grand Slam. Wow. If I survive those, I could survive anything. Please don't rain, thank you. Though I doubt I will have such luck since it always rains. Totally not looking forward to the end of the week till I have reached the end of the week. Endure and push on, that is all I can do. O M G. I want to survive and book out next week. Argh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-920087713633417262?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/920087713633417262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/10/in-and-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/920087713633417262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/920087713633417262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/10/in-and-out.html' title='In and Out'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-1474318748488595725</id><published>2011-09-24T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T00:56:25.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy and Movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;An all right week, with 3 days of outfield and average sleep of 5 hours a day. Looking back I don't even know how i managed to survived. Monday was a boring day where we stoned for the whole afternoon learning about demolition and apparently i slept all the way. Luckily I didn't have to fire the more dangerous demolitions. But at least i managed to learn to use the I chain. Moving on, Tuesday was crossing water obstacle. It rained which made things worst, whole body drenched and we had to cross the river. Boots became a mini aquarium and i realized the importance of having an extra pair of boots. My whole field pack was drenched and all my clothes too. That trash bag was useless. Had to change in the jungle to admin which made things worse. Super gross and tiring day. But the short 2 minutes of river crossing was fun. Even though we were the 1st company to start night crossing we reached back at only 10 and I slept at 1 after all the unpacking and stuff. Wednesday was more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SDL&lt;/span&gt; and Physical training in the afternoon. Not much to do but have a lot of force prep. Thursday was navigation exercise gypsy at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mundai&lt;/span&gt; which was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;apparently&lt;/span&gt; close or at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;MacRitchie&lt;/span&gt; Reservoir, no wonder everything felt so familiar. I mean, i went through that jungle at least 3 times in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;OAC&lt;/span&gt; career. But the navigation was horrible. The afternoon rain made streams, swamps and we had to cross them. The checkpoints weren't hard to find as we had good navigators but I sure as hell don't understand the terrain. Luckily we managed to find the checkpoints so I won't complain. Finished at 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; place. Reached coy at 10pm. Clean my rifle a little,packed my stuff, read some books. Then chatted with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ashley&lt;/span&gt; till around 2 and went to sleep. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt; next day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;revelie&lt;/span&gt; at 5 and we had demolition. Got screwed in the morning, push ups and the norm. Scolding here and scolding there then proceeded to firing. The explosions were literally earth shaking. Set up the massive innovative bomb with the rest of my team and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;slpet&lt;/span&gt; for like 4 hours &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;apparently&lt;/span&gt; missing my lunch as well. Exploded everything and jog back to camp. Ended at 2, change clothes and it's a Friday afternoon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;bookout&lt;/span&gt;. Sweet. Went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Jurong&lt;/span&gt; point with section for lunch at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt; then headed home where I went to PP, Popular and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Fairprice&lt;/span&gt;. The normal route.Had a movie marathon these few days and clocked about 5 movies already. Amazing. Don't want to book in and the next 2 weeks are the official start of my hell term. No... moans. Not to mention, its a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;half&lt;/span&gt; day book out on Saturday again. Holy Kill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-1474318748488595725?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/1474318748488595725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/09/sleepy-and-movies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/1474318748488595725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/1474318748488595725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/09/sleepy-and-movies.html' title='Sleepy and Movies'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-5804223678635244800</id><published>2011-09-18T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T00:56:40.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rush and Weary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Another long week. 6 days, double the days as compared to my 1st week. GMPG technical handling took up two days and they were fine. The heli-learning was also boring but fast. Monday and Friday were the only days with physical activity which are IOC, combat swim for monday and combat swim and 8K run for friday respectively. The GMPG live firing took up my saturday. Booked out on sunday morning and booking in sunday evening. Rushing like mad and not going to elaborate much because i dont have much time left. Trying to leave the house by 9.15 which i believe will be hard. Oh no. I have a lot to do and my beret can't seem to season for some weird reason. Hope I don't get caught on Tuesday.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At least next week will be a Saturday book out or even a Friday book out. Hopefully, I will remember to continue on. Praying for the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-5804223678635244800?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/5804223678635244800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/09/rush-and-weary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/5804223678635244800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/5804223678635244800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/09/rush-and-weary.html' title='Rush and Weary'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-5166714709822830656</id><published>2011-09-11T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T00:57:40.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fail and Falling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went to try the new blog interface today, it's relatively clean and simple. But a tad too bright for my liking so i shall use back the old blog. Anyway the week was short but it felt long. And this upcoming week is twice as long. Sigh. I don't really know what to expect but having IOC, IPPT and live firing is enough to put me off. Not to mention a book out on Sunday since i suspect we will have GPMG night shoot on Saturday. Therefore, everything is not looking bright at all. To make things worse, I got rejected by UNSW, which was my most probable and top choice in Australia. Oh well, guess I have to try again next year. As of now I will try to apply for the UK schools. I am thinking of latest applying it by next week so that I can finally get rid of all the uni applications for the rest of the year. The rejection letter made me even more depressed and now i totally have no mood to enter NS. Have been reading books to ease my boredom and read about the remaining 5 books in the short 2 days. Haven't found the last book yet. Maybe by the week after next if i have time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nothing much happen in camp. Kiat long pretty much MIA on me and I am still learning to communicate with the rest and i can already feel some tension among them. Not exactly a great idea. But hopefully everything will be fine. I leave such complicated matters to time. As of now, i am just thinking about how to survive on a day to day basis. The training have increased and i did more push ups in 2 days as compared to the rest of my foundation term and maybe even my BMT period. The 5K endurance training was a killer and i almost fainted. Whole vision went blank. Luckily, I didn't. 7K seemed much easier probably because we ran at 6.30 so the sun is still down. IOC was pretty much the same. Have my IOC and IPPT test this week. Not very interested and not very keen on both events at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Surfing the net and watching videos by smosh, shane dawson and kevjumba to lighten my mood. Though i will probably still start this week with a bad mood. But maybe my mood will pick up if i pass my IPPT and IOC. Oh and when i mean pass, i mean I need a freaking silver. Sigh. All the best to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-5166714709822830656?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/5166714709822830656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/09/fail-and-falling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/5166714709822830656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/5166714709822830656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/09/fail-and-falling.html' title='Fail and Falling'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-1634148103507227888</id><published>2011-09-06T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T00:57:55.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pride and Prejudice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Spent the two break days, studying for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;UKCAT&lt;/span&gt; which was worth it in the end but that shortened my holidays. Sigh. Went back had NE for the Wednesday morning. It was fun and we were to perform first, the judges understood our skit and gave us relatively high scores but we scored 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; in the end because the audience took up 70% of the votes. Then went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kranji&lt;/span&gt; for the start of 28K. 28K was hell. The first 4K was in uneven terrain and many of us were lagging behind for which we got scolded. Then when we reached our 16K rest point we had to endure a long gruelling 6K walk thinking it was only 4K. By the end of it all, i was just happy it ended. Had rifle cleaning till the next day morning 8am. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Btw&lt;/span&gt;, it was from 8pm till 4am. It was a long march. Ate some instant noodles, read some comics and went back to sleep. The rest of the day was relaxing, more rifle cleaning and rest. Friday was a normal day. Had parade in the morning where we received our certificates, we are halfway( not-really) through our course. Then posting in the afternoon. Surprise, Surprise ended in Infantry. Dragged 3 heavy bags all the way home. It was a 2 hour long journey because the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;MRT&lt;/span&gt; kept stopping but at least i managed to sit all the way. Next day was Saturday, enjoyed a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Good's&lt;/span&gt; day rest. Sunday had my UK CAT and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;surprisingly&lt;/span&gt; did well. Much better than expected. An average score of 720. Quite pleased with myself so went to buy subway to celebrate then rotted at home reading &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;manga&lt;/span&gt; and watching movie. Spent &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; lunch at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;prego&lt;/span&gt; with my sis, then went orchard to buy comics and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;doby&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ghaut&lt;/span&gt; to buy books. Busted about 100 dollars and have 8 out 10 of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;demonata&lt;/span&gt; series. Already finished reading 3 books and as usual i am hooked but at the same time with thoughts of infantry looming over me. So it really wasn't a great holiday but i still am glad that i have it. They say Alpha is the worst and infantry is tough and stuff i already know. But i feel that i should be able to survive it. I mean &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;OCS&lt;/span&gt; is a lot tougher right and my  peers and can survive through it so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;SCS&lt;/span&gt; should be fine. And know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;kiat&lt;/span&gt; long is on MC. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;tmr&lt;/span&gt; will be a lonely day. Still in trepidation and now my computer is spoilt, hardware disk has problem or something. Hope it gets well, will send it for re-service soon. Hang on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-1634148103507227888?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/1634148103507227888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/09/pride-and-prejudice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/1634148103507227888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/1634148103507227888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/09/pride-and-prejudice.html' title='Pride and Prejudice'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-8323405429593625095</id><published>2011-08-29T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T00:58:09.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relief and Stress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All right, It was a long but great week. Monday was nothing much, it was just a very very long lecture. Strength and Interval training were cancelled but we had a tiring 3K run in long four in the morning. Tuesday was IOC test date, with some luck and arm power, i managed to complete the whole course with a timing of 4:10. Not too shabby i guess, could have been better if i ran faster. Then we had  navigation re-test. Boring as hell, but at least we knew all the points and it was a lot more relaxing. Managed to see a 1 star Brigadier General too so i guess it was worth it. Ended early and reached back by 10:30. Ate some instant porridge, went to sleep to prepare for IPPT. It was a mixed feeling kind of thing but somehow or another, i managed to jump 224 which Sgt Aloysious made to 225. 1st Silver in my entire army life. Holy shit. I was so happy that i ran naturally fast and probably got a 10+ for 2.4 . However we got chosen to perform the skit of ND by our company. It was a lot of work but at least we could book out on Thursday morning while others did AGR. So IPPT will probably be my last physical activity in foundation term. Booked out on Thursday morning to eat macs and gather some props. It was enjoyable to go out early in the morning and eat macs with the whole section. First time the whole section was together. Kinda cool and sweet. Went back to rehearse then we booked out for chevron night. 2 book outs on the same day= EPIC. Friday was relaxing because it rained so AOC was cancelled. Nothing much other than more practice and prop making. Then  we booked out in the afternoon. Wonderful. 4 day book out and it was great except i spent so much time mugging. The test is still as hard and today I can't fin the motivation to do it. Maybe when i go back in camp i will do some more but for now i want to rest. The 28K awaits me and so does my future vocation. Will I really get infantry, oh well, I don't really mind but the suspense is so epic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-8323405429593625095?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/8323405429593625095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/08/relief-and-stress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/8323405429593625095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/8323405429593625095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/08/relief-and-stress.html' title='Relief and Stress'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-1715046591686104849</id><published>2011-08-14T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T00:58:50.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weariness and Enjoyment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A very tiring week. It was short, i mean it was only Wednesday to Saturday but it felt really long. As usual i dread going back to camp on Tuesday much like i am now. As i for today, i have to leave home by 6 just tor each camp by 9. Cause there is no mode for transportation for me. Oh well, that's life. All right went back on Wednesday. Thankfully it was a relaxing day with SDL in the morning and some minor practise for the live shoot the day after. It was the live section firing that was tiring. Woke up at 4.30 am for breakfast. Luckily i was the advance party so all i had to do was load up stores and set up the tents and left by tunnel while the rest marched to the site with FBO. The shoot itself was tiring but short. Not to mention luckily i didn't have to reshoot. Also for .live rounds, there was no target so i didn't have to shoot my SAW although i did shoot a few rounds. Expanded about 6 rounds without even knowing there was no target lol. The wait was boring and after the night shoot i was so happy but tired. I mean it ended at 23:45. After declaration and packing it was 0100. Then there was a dreaded route march all the way back. Holy shit it was a long 5K. When all said and done we finished at 0300 and woke up at 0530 the next day. 2 hours of sleep&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; But the day got better. Navigation was fast and easy. I was lucky enough to hear the answers and use them as my own so i passed very fast. The speed and strength trainings were cancelled and i just slept through the rifle cleaning though i got scolded for it. Whatever, life goes on right. I had to be apathetic i guess. Booked out on Saturday and enjoyed it much. Had pepper lunch for lunch with my sisters then went to doby ghaut. Was late for half an hour cause i took the wrong bus but apparently i was early. Had another lunch with OAC mates and played some arcade and watch Captain America. But the greatest reward was finding the bookstore that sold Darren Shan books. I bought them immediately, the last 3 books that would complete my saga. Went home after the movie and started reading them all the way till today. Just finished at about 3pm. Wow, the ending was unexpected and it wasn't a lovely ending but i enjoyed it rather well. Oh well, i will start to think of the ending when i have the time. Probably on the bus later or on the Mrt. Next week will be along week but once it is over, that will be all. Praying for the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-1715046591686104849?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/1715046591686104849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/08/weariness-and-enjoyment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/1715046591686104849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/1715046591686104849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/08/weariness-and-enjoyment.html' title='Weariness and Enjoyment'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-7131417907600614981</id><published>2011-08-08T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T23:55:21.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Books and Rest</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Very tired. Could use the extra rest but alas have to go back to camp tonight. Well at least, there were 2 extra days of rest. One being my off and lieu and the other for being National Day. Well Field Camp literally was not relaxing at all. I was mostly tired all the time. Continuous drills of  Fire Control Order, bashing through vegetation and destroying tons of trees with my body weight and rifle but at least one of my high key events is over. And my shell scrape looked so nice. Partially thanks to the previous guy who did not cover it properly. It was like half done by the time I started on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, as I got back. I pretty much spent the first 2 days of my break reading books. For some weird reason, I became hooked on books so i read the Percy Jackson series in 2 weeks. 5 Books in a period of like 6 reading days. Since I didn't bring the books into camp. I mean, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;, I didn't even complete Alex Rider that fast. I must have really liked Greek Mythology. Much like Aristotle.The story was cool, the ending too but apparently there will be a continuation of sorts in the future so maybe i will continue reading it once all the books have been released. For the mean time, I am reading Artemis Fowl which seem lacklustre compared to Percy Jackson. I mean faeries? Really? I like the whole genius kid with a mean bodyguard, but robbing gold from a fairy? Really? Oh well, we shall see how. Meanwhile, I shall pray for a safe voyage back to camp later. Hermes, I pray to thee. And maybe to Zeus, for rain tomorrow afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-7131417907600614981?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/7131417907600614981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/08/books-and-rest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/7131417907600614981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/7131417907600614981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/08/books-and-rest.html' title='Books and Rest'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-2457725720360470515</id><published>2011-07-24T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T03:16:46.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>25% Done and 50% Fail</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Almost halfway there but i am feeling so bored right now. I am still aiming silver for my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;IPPT&lt;/span&gt; which believe is extremely difficult for me for a reason uncertain to me. I just cant seem to improve. Every time that i go home, i cant seem to find the time to train so i feel like i am stuck in a rut. Its going to be my 3rd week in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pasir&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Laba&lt;/span&gt; camp. I only know i have a familiarization shoot and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;IOC&lt;/span&gt; with full gear, both of which i am not looking forward too. I mean, i just cant get my head in the zone. I truly don't know why i can't either. I just want this week to end soon and learn everything i need to as fast as possible. If i really get into infantry, i guess i will accept my fate but i really hate the learning process. In army, i believe it is easier to teach than to learn. The tasks are so mundane and i need more humour in my life. Going to youtube to get some doze of comedy doesn't seem to be working either. But either way, i am relatively fine with my current situation. I don't hate it but i don't love it either, i wonder if this is what i will feel if i get a job in the future. Need to think about my job and life in the future. I can only carry on this kind of life for 2 years. I really want to finish asap. But before that, i have to train my IPPT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-2457725720360470515?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/2457725720360470515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/07/25-done-and-50-fail.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/2457725720360470515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/2457725720360470515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/07/25-done-and-50-fail.html' title='25% Done and 50% Fail'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-6618102005012408137</id><published>2011-07-10T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T03:18:21.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The End and the Start of a journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why does it rain in Utopia? As my block leave ends, i await another 8 weeks in Pasir Lebar camp. Yet, strangely i am obviously more terrified and scared than i am when i was entering BMT. I don't even know why but i just. Is it truly the SOC or the IPPT that is making me feel so nervous. Truly i don't even know. I am having the panic disorders that i should have had 10 weeks ago. I have friends, a chance to enter a more relaxed company and much more happier reasons but i am terrified. Hopefully it is just the jitters and by tomorrow i will be having fun again. Want to pack my stuff asap and get it over and done with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really in the mood to blabber but i will be back soon. The past 10 weeks have been enjoyable and though the memory starts to fade some images still stick with us all the way. Cheers to the good times. Valor, Virtue, Victor Viper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-6618102005012408137?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/6618102005012408137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/07/another-journey-begins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/6618102005012408137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/6618102005012408137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/07/another-journey-begins.html' title='The End and the Start of a journey'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-161350283872814628</id><published>2011-05-04T02:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T03:19:25.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anticipation and Fear</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Awaiting and Awaiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;050511&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Listening to KH and watching sitcom to ease my tension.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;I just want to go now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;So bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Hurry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-161350283872814628?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/161350283872814628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-before.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/161350283872814628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/161350283872814628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-before.html' title='Anticipation and Fear'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-307937997656512751</id><published>2011-01-21T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T06:29:29.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Left and Right</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well it has been a long time since i did anything constructive but looks like i finally will do something worth my time. Nothing much has happen but i guess a recap of my life shouldn't be so bad. With a lot of things hanging in the air and the fear of being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;jeopardized i shall leave it tomorrow. Basically i am in the middle having to choose a path that i must take, left or right. Of course, it is not a difficult matter or in fact a matter of any relative importance but it is vital to me as a teenager. And coincidentally, the example aptly depicts the situation in which i have just taken up driving. Yes, an automated metal contraption as i said in my essays are under my control, haha. It is rather hard and my engine keeps stalling but hey i am improving gradually just not as much as i had hoped. Still got my basic theory test to handle so need to start studying hard for it and not treat it like a joke. I promise to study it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damm no one ever replies my messages anymore. What is up with this shit! Argh i need to make a decision soon or my mind will blow. For now, that will  be all, catch up tomorrow, more interesting trivia will come hopefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-307937997656512751?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/307937997656512751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/01/left-and-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/307937997656512751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/307937997656512751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2011/01/left-and-right.html' title='Left and Right'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-6230918558809169987</id><published>2010-12-23T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T08:24:15.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passion and Goals</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It has really been a long time since i felt the emotions that i have long experienced. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, really wanted to post all the random and fun stuff that happen to me the past month, like Prom, Jakarta and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sigil&lt;/span&gt; :D but i think i shall note it down for the time being and come back to it again some other time. For now, i want to write about something a bit for surreal and closer to my heart/goal. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;, that sounded so corny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; hope no one ever reads this. I am just really happy for everything. Really, I truly am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A goal, i need a goal. For my new year's resolution i really want to have a goal. A job will be great but i want to be passionate about something. I want to do something that has to succeed for so much that i am willing to give everything and anything up to get it. My sleep, my thoughts, my time, my energy and my dreams. It is always wonderful to see someone chasing and working hard for a goal they themselves set because the difference can be felt. I may be imagining it, but i believe i told myself before that a person chasing after his dream will always have a glitter in his eyes and have an aura that is golden. An unfathomable feeling will emerge from your depths and respect will follow. Not because of his accomplishments but because of his passion and the fire within. Currently, i am lacking that fire. It really has been a long time since i wanted to do something that will blaze my senses. Most of the time, they are events such as Titans, Library meeting and other co-curricular activities. I don't enjoy planning events because of the efforts but i enjoy feeling the satisfaction at the end. It really meant i did something worthwhile in life and not idle it away as i am doing so right now. I want to smile, i want to cry and i want to scream in anger but everything is dull. Dull as the night sky. I never pushed my barriers and sacrifice everything to get something, i wonder when that time will come... I mean, i push myself hard for studies because i know of its importance and i did not really regret anything, maybe chem a little, but i know i gave it everything i had in the end. But i really never had a feeling where i could die to achieve something. Sometime, i believe it is because i am too sheltered and my exposure is low. Maybe, just maybe, my vision is too narrow which is why i can't see what i truly want. My parents expectation or those of my friends will affect me, because i am the kind of person that is easily affected. I want to have a night where i do nothing and think about my life, my experiences with someone whose mind is of the same wavelength but i still haven't found one. Hmm, shawn was probably the closest i had in the past. Goals, ambitions and future..., i miss my mates. All of them, from primary to Junior college. The time was short and my classmates were always changing but i always enjoyed it. The gossiping, the lying, the scoldings, the playing, the laughing and the smiles. I always have such thoughts because of inspirational movies or manga, mostly manga. And this last time was Suzuka and this time was Ichigo 100. I re-read again and  everything just clicked into place. I envy those with dreams for the future, daringly pursuing it. It takes guts, guts which i lack. I want a goal so badly that my heart will burn and ache if i don't have it. I want to have a dream job. That is all. God, if you truly exists, help me find it. Haha, sorry to disturb you though. I think, just maybe i may start learning it... the song i wanted to play 4 years ago. Just maybe... i may start achieving my plans slowly but surely... I have to start small don't I ? Yup, something small first will do. A small step with change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-6230918558809169987?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/6230918558809169987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/12/passion-and-goals.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/6230918558809169987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/6230918558809169987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/12/passion-and-goals.html' title='Passion and Goals'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-2028753711162048818</id><published>2010-12-06T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T07:17:45.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mayhem and Disaster</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is my 50th post. Very nice. Well, it's been 2 months since i last posted. So guess what? Yes my A levels have finally finished. Thanks to everyone who supported me to allow me to be able to survive this ordeal and journey. It was harsh while it lasted but it also marks the end of student years. Sob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really didn't want to evaluate my own grades and studies because i don't want to think the worst of my subjects but i think i shall review on what has happen and estimate my own results. Firstly, chem was horrendous, it was like boom and screwed. I scored where i could and flunk where everyone flunked. My SPA was not the best so chem is very unstable. It is in the "red" zone. The only good thing was that for my MCQ, a little voice in my head kept telling me the right answers. Haha, i was really lucky and to think Jason had a lot of fun thinking i was wrong when in fact i got all correct because of sheer dumb luck. It sounds really insulting to be insulted by someone dumber than you but then again, it's not like this is the first time. General paper was generally fine. It was acceptable, normal i should say. It's probably mid yellow-green.&lt;br /&gt;Biology was as usual fine, made a few careless mistakes that are not enough to kill me but i am afraid my answers may not be the best, so it is half yellow. Maths was the best paper ever, not among the rest but among all the maths papers that i have done. Estimated around 85 marks, which should by all means net me my A, but then you never know. Fingers cross man. I am really happy for my paper 2. Stats other than explanation almost all correct 56/60. Nice. And the other 40 i only lost 2. No matter what happens for math, i really did my best and i have no regrets. Economics was weird to say the least. 2 macro CSQ, caught me off guard and i was about to answer wrongly if i had not remained calm. Thanks. I did 2 of the easiest essay questions, the other being half hard. If there are plenty of buffers out there, then Economics should be yellow-green. Nice. Overall, very pleased with all my subjects and my efforts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After As it was a joyous feeling. After a relatively nice economics essay paper, 9 days before the end of my last paper, went with the OAC team to Ashtons for a nice dinner, had cake and a birthday suprise. Nice. Also, went to watch Harry Potter. Emma Watson = Nice. Had a blast despite everything. Then 3 days before my exams went to eat sushi with the rest and went to K box to send Serah off. Everyone's leaving, sending Charlyne off on the 8th. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Dragon Zakura under Li Zhong's advice. After finding and searching through tons of websites for a working link i saw a glimpse of reviews of the endings which was said to be bad and disappointing and i have to concur. The story plot is simple enough, a teacher decided to teach some students from the worst school to enter Toudai, the most prestigious university in Japan. Through vigorous exercises, study camps and unorthodox methods the 6 students who participated in the course, matured, gain independence and gave it all they have. Really all they have into the exams. I wish i watched the show before my As. I would have been so inspired. It was much better than GTO and Gokusen only in terms of the students feelings towards education and drive. It was such a long time since i felt such remorse and motivation when they show ended. In the end, 1 student failed to partake in the exams. 3 entered and 2 failed which was extremely saddening, because it felt like the end of the world for them i can picture myself in their shoes if i fail to do up to par on my A levels. I pray i would do well. The show truly shows that reality is cruel, education is everything, a ticket to a prestigious high school is a ticket to a good life, so to speak. A fail means a fail, a pass is a pass. There is no intermediates. Those words were really harsh when the teacher said it but i could related and hence i began to worry about myself again, lol. But overall, i loved the show because of the excellent portrayal of the feelings of the different individual and the growth in a mere 11 episodes. I cant believe i started on episode 1 and ended on the last. That shows how addictive it was. 2 Thumbs up. Dragon Zakura was EPIC :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 5 days all i did was DS and PS3. Or should i just say STREET FIGHTER IV &amp;amp; FINAL FANTASY XIII. I love Square Enix and Final Fantasy XIII. They are geniuses. Finally completed the story and the gameplay, design, background, battle system is the best of the best. Epic WIN &amp;amp; Love :D. Though the story is not very nice since i got lost half way and the farming was damm bad. I spent like 10 hours yesterday to aim for a trapazehedron. And today after 10 minutes and 3 kills i got a trap. Woots.Then after i went back to train, i had another. Then i was like lol maybe i will be lucky and get a third and then i really had another drop. The funniest was when i went back to Pulse and was feeling bored so i said " Why not?' And then a trapazehedron really dropped. I was like i am Epic lucky. Nice. Not to mention, those bloody turtles have like 5,000,000 life and extremely hard to kill. Thank you, lady luck. The gil is really hard to gather. In all final fantasy games, this is the worst gil problem. I mean in FF8, Gil like the rain, abundant and plentiful. But here, it is like the rarest item in the world and Cocoon is so rich. The irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like my Final Fantasy XIII ,the scarcest thing in my life currently is money. As for Street Fighter, i was very lucky too. It was said i needed 2 perfect, 5 First Attacks and 3 Ultimates, 0 retries to unlock Gouken but i managed to unlock him with 1 perfect, 6 First Attcks, 4 Ultimates. The perfect is really hard to aim. LoL, i must be on a roll. As for Final Fantasy the funniest thing happen today when i unlocked Lightning's trophy to get her Theme but i did not know why i could not see it. After 3 hours of tinkering and searching Youtube. I realized, by sheer dumb luck again that it was on the extras screen which i had to download. Haha nice. Feel like an idiot but then who cares? NICE :D I love my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst thing is i realized Prom is tomorrow. Thanks to that idiot Leon, who told me that it was on the 9th and now he is acting all blur. I wish i could smash his face in, but i know i will live to regret it lol. So apparently, is still have a bad temper when it comes to events, or is it because i have not exploded in a while. Hmm, well i am glad that he is neutral to such things, if not he may have realized my message was full of scorn and rage. Shall go get a belt, clothes and accessories tomorrow, i swear i inherited the fashion gene from my mum while my sisters did not receive it. Must be homozygous recessive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to the prom as well as the after party. Okay, i shall not lie, i am only looking forward to the after party. Hope it will be a blast. Will sleep in early tomorrow to prepare. Thanks for everything. I appreciate it. Thank you, my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-2028753711162048818?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/2028753711162048818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/12/mayhem-and-disaster.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/2028753711162048818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/2028753711162048818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/12/mayhem-and-disaster.html' title='Mayhem and Disaster'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-7734528040742324997</id><published>2010-10-23T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T07:38:31.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 and 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A day ago, it was the official last school day of my life. School day: a day where you go to school in uniform and have a distinctive class with distinctive classmates. Now i am just awaiting the last day of school on monday for my graduation ceremony. If i do well, this will be the last time i am studying in Singapore, sob. The school day ended very boringly. Went to school early and reached the OAC room to clear my locker. My locker is cleared, all that's left is to write a letter to daphne. Haha i hope i remember to do that tomorrow. Should not be blogging so i shall do a quick one to commemorate my last day of school. All the drama and tension is over. At the end of the day, we we had a normal chem lecture, a boring maths lecture and a normal econs tutorial. The last tutorial in my life was econs, lol such an irony considering i skip econs tutorial the most. Having weird daydreams lately, about Deathnote and Kendo. I also don't know why i suddenly had these weird flashbacks and visions. Maybe they are holding some meaning which i have yet to figure out. 10 was the number of people who came to school, or so i remembered, feeling was empty and strangely neutral. Maybe because everyone is busy studying, and we will not really feel the pain of leaving each other till it has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theory states that intelligence can be nurtured but i beg to differ, i believe intelligence is innate and passed down from the generations. It is a form of selective advantage and the school system as well as the world we live in is our selection pressure. Intelligence is much like a continuous variation, the environment may affect it but i believe our genetics play a more important role if not similar to our upbringing. This theory was mentioned in bakuman and many philosophical articles, though i am no fervent advocate of such a notion, i somewhat believe at this time. If intelligence was a normal distribution curve, i will be at the peak, meaning the midpoint of the graph. For me, success begets success, i rarely see children from poor surroundings getting great grades. Of course, my exposure is limited and hence such a conclusion could be easily toppled but it is still interesting to see if such a notion exists in the world. Our genetics are really amazing with over a billion variations all packed into a single individual making us all genetically different.  The difference of a mere 0.001% may be enough to determine if i will be born smart or dumb. If such a theory holds true then i was born to be better than what i am now. Better, ha (mock). There is no such thing as intelligenc nor is there anything called justice. The 1st person who uses the term will be the winner. Intelligence, may it be bestowed upon me. Hence the number 7. The day where it all began, the 7 intelligence as well as my goal. 7. A perfect number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.37 Time to go back to study. Could the 7 end the end be a sign for me. It better not be the 0 or 1 or 3. Such numbers are really disgraceful to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-7734528040742324997?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/7734528040742324997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/10/10-and-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/7734528040742324997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/7734528040742324997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/10/10-and-7.html' title='10 and 7'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-125293358220226752</id><published>2010-10-19T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T06:27:41.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams and the Night</title><content type='html'>I neeeeeed to reorganize my life.&lt;br /&gt;Cant do maths and not doing anything productive.&lt;br /&gt;Exam Timetable is screwed up. Should is spend my time going downstairs and walk or should i do chem? Okay i will go down and walk at 9. Probably emo for half and hour. Maybe i will just jump into the pool and never get back again wont that be great...&lt;br /&gt;School is an empty shell without your friends. The countdown to my week of school has begun. 4 more school days left till everything goes into overdrive. Or so to speak and so i hope....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has always been a bitch, yet at times it is kind. If there is a higher being up there, please give me hints on what to study and what my life is worth. Thanks... I believe in creationism and natural selection. I do not discriminate so give me some light or inspiration. The latter will be fine if you dont want to help me "cheat" or so to speak. I just wonder what my life will be like if i was born in some other country. I bet others are wondering the same thing right about now. 10 minutes to my walk. What to do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-125293358220226752?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/125293358220226752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-neeeeeed-to-reorganize-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/125293358220226752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/125293358220226752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-neeeeeed-to-reorganize-my-life.html' title='Dreams and the Night'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-6081030873677546651</id><published>2010-10-17T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T06:52:57.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopes and Reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Very unmotivated. Weekends generally give me the slack feeling. But it is only 3 weeks to my As. So fast and so bored thinking about it. Nothing is going in my mind so i decided to just squander today as a crap day and hopefully get back into my mugging mode tmr. So much to do but so little time. I feel happy for maths because i finally understood everything i need to know about my syllabus. Chem still needs tweaking. Biology and Econs shall be done on another day when my mind feels like accepting it. As for general paper, it is time to see if i can get any books and data from time magazines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I realized i have articulation problems&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and i need to learn how to speak proper English soon. Good grades are so boring. Does it mean that my life sucks without good grades? No, of course not so why am i still mugging so hard. LoL. I really admire people with a passion and a vision for a future but sadly i havent met any with such a burning passion yet. Maybe when i meet someone with a strong dream or a goal i will also feel motivated to strive for a place i belong and a job i will love. Like game designing :D. I wish that if i had a second chance in life, i want to be born in japan to learn animation and computer graphics and work for square enix. A low pay would even be fine :D. The job sounds so cool and inspiring to me right now. 18 years of my life for a piece of paper is really quite sad. At the end of 18 years, all i have to show at the end of my academic excellence is my result slip. LoL. Really makes you wonder if the 18 years is worth it. Well, if i get straight As, i will probably say it is worth 18 years of my life. But to get 7As and sacrifice 6570 days is so not worth it. The ratio of 1 A : 938.5 days.  938.5 days to get 1A. Sigh. 3 weeks, 3 weeks, and everything is still not perfect yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My com just suddenly ran out of battery without any warning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, i am so tired. Wonder how i will feel when i am doing my last paper or my 1st paper. Anyway the worst is definitely the 1st week. Exams everyday is like a mad rush for me. Anyway, skipping school tmr to study again which actually sounds kinda lame. I want more happy memories of school life if not my 4300 days in school will be for nothing. I really want something exciting to happen in life like a meteor shower, giant explosion or some mystical event but reality says otherwise. Reality can be such a pain. 22 days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-6081030873677546651?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/6081030873677546651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/10/hopes-and-reality.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/6081030873677546651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/6081030873677546651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/10/hopes-and-reality.html' title='Hopes and Reality'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-6027186144353187683</id><published>2010-10-02T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T06:52:54.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grades and Manga</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bad grades. Maths is still not good enough despite the improvement. Solution : Mug complex, vectors and differentiation as well as permutation and combination. Bio equally bad. Solution : Stop mugging essay and mug technique. Econs, no news yet but need expose more essays. And apparently, Mr Lim agrees that Mr Chua's book is good for exposure but not the best and trustworthy resource. Chem equally bad. Solution : Remember benzene ring exists and not draw C=C X6 for benzene ring. Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Overall bad week till this came out. Look below. One piece Epic wins haha. Anyway now addicted to godfinger and zenonia. Need find a way to stop playing i phone games. Therefore once the last scanlation for shonen jump is out this week i will stop manga. Reduce TV and may ban i phone games again. So... mugging old fashioned way is still the best for me. No distractions and no thoughts lingering. Damm that means 10 weeks without games. Hope its worth it. Cheers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/TKc26OP8kbI/AAAAAAAAAWE/TQb2bZnjNnA/s1600/1498955_e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/TKc26OP8kbI/AAAAAAAAAWE/TQb2bZnjNnA/s400/1498955_e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523443841878495666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ONE PIECE = EPIC WIN :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-6027186144353187683?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/6027186144353187683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/10/bad-grades.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/6027186144353187683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/6027186144353187683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/10/bad-grades.html' title='Grades and Manga'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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/_YxvpZvxbFjA/TKc26OP8kbI/AAAAAAAAAWE/TQb2bZnjNnA/s72-c/1498955_e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2917151347374887195.post-6152736610983865550</id><published>2010-09-27T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T03:59:01.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Results and Boredom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sianz lar. Exams were over just 3 days ago and result shave already returned. Fuck bio and maths. And i studied so hard for it. Maths was actually normal but i expected better then bio was just so disappointing that i have nothing to say. Stun and then damm sianz. After 1 week i should be able to forget all this rubbish and work hard again. I knew this sorta rubbish will come out. Then Econs and chem are my worst subjects so i cant imagine what my report card will look like. SJB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Happy thoughts. After exams went home to sleep then went parkway stroll. After that next day play mahjong and ate steamboat. Then Sunday went home watch more videos. And just like that in a flash my results are back. How can i not be emo? Fuck lar. So sianz seriously. Bad grades are not a good motivator and i rather have everything in one shot than getting in by parts. Why cant they just have 1 day and give back everything so that i will just be sad for one day and not for multiple days? Wadever. I already know i how to work harder i just didnt know i had to work harder by so much. This is getting me to ffel even more bored. Good food doesnt taste good and hanging out with friends is no longer so fun. It is just a bad period for everyone i guess. I want to just rot in a corner. Maybe i should just stare at the sea and cry. But then my tearducts have failed to work in like 5 years so no tears are flowing but i am bleeding. Worst of all, this is just the 1st day. Fuck it all lar. Arghhhhh. Lets see what happens tmr. If its bad then i will probably rant somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the afternoon tidying up my notes and tutorials. Some are missing so need to re-zap. Then hopefully my life will be more in order right now but i doubt it will have much help. Will spend the next 2 hours after dinner tyding up my econs notes. Tmr marks the day i start mugging again. Sianz. Feel so bored and restless. What to do? sleep lar... zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-6152736610983865550?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/6152736610983865550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/09/results-and-boredom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/6152736610983865550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/6152736610983865550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/09/results-and-boredom.html' title='Results and Boredom'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-8708395481344272129</id><published>2010-08-31T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T07:40:43.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Past and Future</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Happy Teachers day. And of course another opportunity to go back to my old school chung cheng high. Less people are going back and i do understand why. The school is torn and still under construction, there are less friends going back and the teachers have either left or changed school. Not to mention despite being so close to chung cheng, TJ had to end their celebration so late so i missed out on all the fun. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;The day itself was rather boring. Spent morning doing ms lee's card then went to lessons as usual. At the end of the day, decided to go back with zhen wei and ck to chung cheng. But went to pass the presents to ms lee and mr foo and they decided not to go back anymore. Sob. So i left alone but saw zhu jun and ann hald way going parkway eat lunch. Lol i wished i went with Swensen with my class. Then saw joshua for a while and chatted about how sad our lives will be after today with all the prep and exams coming up. Sigh. Then as he left, zhen wei and ck said they decided to go back in the end. Spent the bus ride talking about our future and grades. Damm we have matured already. As i walked to back gate saw josephine, Haha a good sight. Shows that i am on my way home. Then passed the 4DL guys and headed back to school. Much have remained the same minus all the construction sign and barriers. Met up with jessie then chatted for a while as we spent looking for teachers. Saw mei xuan and yi ting too haha :D. Quite happy that i managed to see my juniors. Though i expected to see more, i blame the lateness of the school. Oh well some is always better than none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went back to library to see auntie. Yeah much love and joy. Shes still there and i was afraid that she had already left. Chit chat, read books, took some scanners and rummaged through the entire library as i always do and i felt a sense of happiness and joy once again. I am glad that the place is always open for me. Haha what makes a person want to go back is not the place but the people that make the place which is why i am always glad to see past friends and outings. Because we see each other for the changes that we have underwent and reminisce about our lives. Sigh wish i could see most of my other classmates and chit chat somemore. Oh well, going back to see auntie was worth it.  Talked about batch by batch, the trip to kuku island, erm... i mean kusu island, bryan's batch the junior bryan's batch and the current new batch. The standards are dropping but i anticipated that anyway. After all we are but a 2nd CCA now but hey there are pretty gals here too. New council board also got pretty girl in section 6 and i heard that jeanette from S6 is the new president. Haha Cheers. Finally a pres from our section. Back to library, joel came back to visit so i asked him how's life and stuff as i took photos of the school for memory sake. Nice shall upload if i have the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss sec 3 life. Damm it.&lt;br /&gt;My future starts tmr, the moment i get up to study hard for my prelims. Go man, i can do it. Wonder if sam is coming tmr to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-8708395481344272129?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/8708395481344272129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/08/past-and-future.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/8708395481344272129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/8708395481344272129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/08/past-and-future.html' title='Past and Future'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-4313366822421383429</id><published>2010-08-18T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T07:39:30.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Intersection and Intermission</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well it is time to think about what i want to do with the rest of my life. My mind's a blank. The notion that prelim is 24 days away is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;continuously filling my mind. I sleep in the afternoons so i don't really know what i should do to keep myself motivated. I need a goal or an ambition. So much to do, need study hard and need to get 4 or 5 As. Haha what a joke. It sounds so easy but that means beating so many people and getting consistent grades and i can no longer afford to screw up anything. Oh man, life sucks. I think its time i get a better back-up plan. What the hell should i do with my life? I can't decide after i receive my grades if i am going overseas. And if i go overseas and fail, my bridges are burnt. Life choices are hard. Right now, i am at the intersection of choices. Actually it is more of like 2 paths, 1 leading to a easy life if i get good grades and the other leads to an unknown route. LoL. It's also the intersection, the midway of my life. Everything and a lot of things are riding on my prelim grades. I have decided to mug hard like real hard for it because i want to see where my potential and abilities lie. Let's see if i can get what i want haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy getting back into the mood to study, i wonder how the rest of my friends are doing. Intermission is always needed once in a while so i am going to pon school sometime next week probably to mug more rather than relax. 2 tests to study but only studied hard for 1. Lets see if i can wake up early tmr, if i wake up late, i am not going to school. Yah man, time to think about the future. &lt;/span&gt; I wonder, O levels were hard enough but now i face the worst possible scenarios already. Anyway on a brighter side i got silver for my Napfa test, which totally rocks! 1 problem solved another few more to go. Intermission ending now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-4313366822421383429?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/4313366822421383429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/08/intersection-and-intermission.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/4313366822421383429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/4313366822421383429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/08/intersection-and-intermission.html' title='Intersection and Intermission'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-4044579733434209036</id><published>2010-07-24T07:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T07:55:11.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Titans and Closure</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;TEMASEK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; TITANS 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It has ended after a long, long time. The journey has come to an end and it's time to take a break and rest after everything. After 1 month where i stopped blogging, Titans has come to an end and a lot of stuff has happened. Oh well, let's start at the start if i can actually remember.Been home alone for almost 1 month, but getting used to it i guess. Nothing much to do and just rotting at home since the past 1 month since my mind was just on Titans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My grades came back. Overall quite satisfied since my grades have improved or should i say it went back to normal. My bio and economics have finally returned back to its correct grades but my chemistry have worsen while my maths have remained stagnant. So, i guess i have to work even harder starting tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sianz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, 7 weeks to Promos. What the Hell! It's coming so fast and i am already lagging behind others. Even though i am lagging in just a short 2 weeks, 14 days can make a difference. What to do? Must mug and mug and mug. Worried about a lot of stuff, mugging will cause relationships to worsen and i don't want to spend my last 2 months as a Junior College student alone in the library studying or buried in books. We should have school after exams and just spend lessons playing hard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Damm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; it, education system in other countries are so much less stressful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Okay i shall now move on to the odorous but rewarding journey of Titans 2010. So much to say and complain so i will still just continue ranting. All right, after the wonderful announcements, posters and attendance forms, the first problem was the change of participants due to Youth Olympic Games. Darn it, i know you (小狗) have to study, we all do. 小狗, can't you do your job properly?. Luckily, the house captains and vice captains are very enthusiastic and extremely helpful so the problem was solved with the best efficiency as possible. Then there was the problem of  the participants not being allowed to join because of their lousy grades, i mean what the hell?! Our school policy sucks. We are never going to achieve anything. Not academic excellence nor sports excellence. Never! Luckily, the problem was solved to the best of our abilities and then Titans has begun... On 16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; of July, the 1st day of Titans started. My mind was in no mood, i felt sick and queasy and my heart was never in the lessons. I copied the answers for my biology test under the eyes of my teacher, which i felt pretty bad about but well, i didn't want to take the test anyway. Got a nice 5.5/13 even though i never studied at all. Then it was maths, it was raining. There goes log throw and 5K run or so i though. The efforts in trying to set up log throw was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;thrawted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;. I hated nature then. Participants reported at 3.30 and as we waited for the weather to dwindle, it showed inconsistency and continued to rain and stop. Rain and Stop. But, the decision was made and 5K was flagged off even in the light drizzle.Luckily, the rain stopped. Then we moved to log events under LT1. The decision was spontaneous and  truth to be told, i had fun making that decision. Log events under the LT1 on a Friday evening was grand and spectacular. On that note, thanks to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Charlyne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, Mic for the set up of the loud speaker. Log events went well, rocky at first but then it became smooth and fluent. Thank you instructors and grand seniors. I will never forget that wonderful scene. Raising cards like idiots, saying "no-counts", clicking the timer and tabulating the scores.  Good job and with that we cleared the 1st day. 3 events in 1 day or so we thought. Then nature to decided to freaking flood the school. Woke up at 3 am for our 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; attempt to set up the log throw but of course it was a failed attempt even after tying the 1st knot. The rain was heavy and the floor was too wet for any events to take place. Sadly, it was also flooding outside school. What to do?! In the end, Titans was postponed to another day. It was a good choice nonetheless. But in retrospect,  it could have been a bad decision. But the way things turn out, it is a good decision. We literally &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;EMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;-ed at the dance studio from 7-11 am. Sitting there, thinking of every single possible back up plan. In the end it was to be either Monday and Tuesday. But once again the college leaders stopped us. Good Game. I could tell everyone was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;damm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;sianz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; and tired already, myself included. After 2 days of worry, the decision was finally out and Titans was given 2 days- Friday and Saturday. The house comm was involved once again and luckily they responded quickly and the participants were settled again. 3 more days which i spent aimlessly waiting for Titans to approach. Worried about weather and everything else. On Wednesday, went to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;NUH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; for my health check up and the same abnormality report came out, so i have to go back for another check up again. Thursday approached. It was a very very long day with showers in the morning and afternoon which made me worried even more. Settled the back up plan for wet weather and the manpower allocation to set up the log throw. Went back home and waited till 12am for the house comm to finalize their full team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;12am, Friday, awake staring at my com aimlessly before the message appeared,printed the forms and went back to sleep. Woke up at 4.30 am. Got the cake out of the freezer and took the 1st bus to school. Reached relatively early before going back to the dance studio to start body marking. Went to chem lecture, fell asleep doing the test. Went to maths lecture and stoned. My break was spent on eating and handling admin matters because of 小狗, who apparently cannot hear and transfer information properly. Spent a gruelling 40 minutes of my life in Mr Tongs office because of  小狗. The only good thing that came from it was that i was late for my econ lesson. Next was Maths, Mrs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Lim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; was not in school so there was a new replacement. So, i just fell asleep immediately. Lastly, it was Chemistry. I had no idea what i was doing but time passed relatively fast and before i know it the lessons have ended. The weather was fine and he seniors have pretty much set up the log throw area. Went for maths lecture 15 minutes late, cause they said they were taking attendance. Time passed and it was 5pm. The weather was fine which scared me even more. 5.20 Body marking and attendance was all done. Individual events started. Overall, it was relatively smooth but the timings were exceeded. 8.20 ( 1hour behind time) Log throw began. Oh my God, it was so fun throwing the log again. With clear instructions and smooth transitions, it ended by 9.20 and the participants were let off. Stayed over in school to settle admin matters. Slept for half an hour then woke up at 1 before sleeping at 3 again. Saturday, 17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; July, no breakfast and hungry. 7 AM registration started and 7K began even with the heavy rain. Problem occurred  with a particular house with regards to cheating. Even after everything was settled, the ultimate decision was made and i stand by what was decided. So, always be sure of yourself and nothing else. Learnt that from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Zhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Quan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, a Quartermaster from few years back. So at 10am the prizes were given out and that concluded TITANS 2010. THE END OF OUR JOURNEY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ate cake to celebrate our official stepping down and mark the end of our journey. That's it man, I am so tired and i really need to sleep. Sleep and sleep and sleep. So that's it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Throughout this 2 weeks, it has been hard so i would like t thank to everyone who has helped me in one way or another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Thanks to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kai Chun, Abel, Kim, Nana, Zhan Rui, Chin Yuan as well for  teaching me the right attitude when i was a junior in secondary school  if not i would not have grown to be able to hold such an event so  smoothly even with all the help present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My classmates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sam,Clement,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Hao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Pu, George, Charmine, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Anooja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Navreen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Charlyne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Yvoone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, Jo who crapped with me randomly even though i was so tired and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;continuously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; pushed me all the way. The time spent with you all in the 2 weeks helped to settle my mind at ease.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Grand Seniors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To everyone who came back to help and offer suggestions and contributions in one way or another. Thank you very much. Your presence shows that the OAC family is strong as ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;House Captains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ze Guang, Iddo, Alan, Robert. House catains who relayed my messages efficiently and effectively.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Vice Captains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Xuan Jie, Khairul, Mar and May. The people i spent the most time communicating with. Thanks for being puctual in everything you do. Even though this is your 1st event, and you guys have just taken over, through titans i can see the effort that you have all put in and i am glad i was able to work with you guys. Good Job. Your efforts have made my work a whole lot easier to do and handle. So thank you very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ADMIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Gao Liang and Pei Wen. I shall dedicate it to these 2 special people who probably slept as little as me or even less due to the constant changes to administration and what not. Despite everything that happen, your lists always remain clear. Your score tabulation have always been accurate and so good job!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ICs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Si Yuan and Lydia. You all say you all do very little but actually you all do a lot already. Thanks to Si Yuan for logistics. Good Job for clearing the place up and setting up log throw. Because of you my Titan Logistics is always there and nothing was ever missing or short of. Lydia, thanks for running around and handling random matters with me. Also thanks for contacting the grand seniors and getting everything done efficiently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Teacher In-Charge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ms Lee, sorry for almost calling you everyday with regards to titans. I bet it was irritating. Thanks for making Titans possible despite so many errors and obstructions from the college leaders and much more. Thank you very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lastly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Thank you OAC batch 09/10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lydia, Si Yuan, Serah, Gao Liang, Zhu Jun, Li Zhong, Pei Wen, Jasper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Without you everything would have been impossibe. Sorry for not every mistake that i have made. Pre Titans, when i was a J1 and when we just became an instructor. The 1 year and 4 months that we spent was worth it despite all the arguments, conflicts. We still had fun and i will never forget you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Will post the picture of Titans 2010 soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I think i finally found my closure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I got my ultimate wish: " A good End to a good Start"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-4044579733434209036?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/4044579733434209036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/07/titans-and-closure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/4044579733434209036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/4044579733434209036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/07/titans-and-closure.html' title='Titans and Closure'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-7236876953407452433</id><published>2010-06-10T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T06:14:05.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A pause to remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All right, I am currently on the last day of my break. I am going to stop my blogging, video watching and Televsion watching. Concentrate on my June common test and hopefully get the good grades that i will deserve. My grades will matter a lot seriously. Well other than the fact that it will be s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ome gauge for my promos grades and reflect how well i studied and become an evaluation for my teachers and banding as well. Wow, i just realized that my June common test really matters a lot. Damm i should have studied a lot earlier. Ha ha. Oh well, the main po&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;int of my June common test is apparently linked to whether or not i will be able to handle Titans. Apparently, actually not apparently. Titans will be affected by my grades. If i do respectably well, i believe i can scrape time out from my parents to handle the event. If i do badly then... damm i better mug hard after today. Well as a good sign i am not starting tomorrow. I have already started but my timetable is thwart by today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right so Titans is going to happen again much to the school's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;displeasure. Hmm i am actually kinda relieved yet stressed out. Relieved cause the problem is already settled (as to whether titans is still happening) as well as the job will be handled by our team. Stressed cause it feels like everyone is watching and waiting for me to screw up. Well, my team is behind me but i am not in the mind to ask for their help unless i need to because they are already very tired and bus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;y. Obviously i am too but i guess i do understand their pain so i will alleviate as much work as possible. Hmm i am not a good organizer actually. Looking back at all the events i took part in and helped in planning i realized that there were very little events that went fully well. As my years as a councillor, Library pres and an OACian i only managed to successfully plan 2 events. Both of which is when i was the pres of MRL. Hmm of course i know for a fact eventually the event will go through and end properly. When i mean go well, means very little problems or glitches along the way. Actually i think this kinda work stress has been following me for 6 years and i think i agree with my parents when they say i really like to spend a lot of time on my CCA. It's probably because i enjoy what i do until trouble takes over. Don't get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;me wrong but i still do love all my CCAs. Oh all right, about my organization i am not meticulous but i do look at the big picture which people tend to forget. Looking at small things helps keep everything in order but when trouble brews then that's it - catastrophe. Looking at the big things, there will always be catastrophe but it is how you handle the matter. As a organizer, much to the disdain and hatred of many who have worked with me, i prefer to look big. I always expect something to screw up. I believe, rather firmly actually, that it does not matter if there are glitches. It only matters how you handle these matters. Actually this can be called irresponsible behaviour and i do agree. But it is just my opinion it will and should probably change within time. The last thing is that i made a note to myself to not lose my temper so easily for Titans. Normally i don't but when i am at my limit i do blow up. Hmm i don't know whether i can keep my cool but i promise i will try. Keeping cool means no shouting/ a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nger or sarcasm against anyone. Damm that's gonna be hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i started watching random anime and movies to ease my boredom today. Well today has been a relatively good day. My mum is back so that means good food from indo. She also bought Haggen Dazz and my favorite apple juice. Yeah for food. I also got the necessary stationary to start work once it's tmr. Lastly, out of randomness, i hope its 27th July. I forgot my good friend's birthday. Rather than forget i should say i never knew or asked which i do feel kinda bad after 6 years of friendship. So i do hope its 27th July ha ha. All right for anime, i watched eden of the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; east which is damm funny and catching but i feel kinda loss at the end cause the series ended abruptly. Guess i have to watch the movie. The next anime is Bakemonogatari which is very funny and dark at the same time. By the way i blame my friends who introduce them to me when i said i was bored. But they they do bring entertainment and joy. All right, lastly, i watched the movie summer wars today. The poster is at the bottom out of randomness. The show is very funny, light and enjoyable. The story plot is okay i guess. I wish i was a math genius too ha ha then i can get an A at ease. Lastly, i cant post any photos since i am using my laptop and it has not been really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;personalized yet so i have very little photos on it. That's probably it. By right i should not blogging anymore unless i have something serious to say. However..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/TBDhHaYLkYI/AAAAAAAAAV0/-W7vsMiv9Nk/s1600/SW-Wallpaper1-M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/TBDhHaYLkYI/AAAAAAAAAV0/-W7vsMiv9Nk/s400/SW-Wallpaper1-M.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481128263965970818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-7236876953407452433?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/7236876953407452433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/06/pause-to-remember.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/7236876953407452433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/7236876953407452433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/06/pause-to-remember.html' title='A pause to remember'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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/_YxvpZvxbFjA/TBDhHaYLkYI/AAAAAAAAAV0/-W7vsMiv9Nk/s72-c/SW-Wallpaper1-M.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2917151347374887195.post-5894519384773161945</id><published>2010-06-08T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T08:03:29.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitterness after Joy or is it Joy after Bitterness ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Looking back, i just realized that my previous post is the longest in a long long time and i mean a really long time after all even the posts in my previous blogs are not that long. Guess it shows how much emotion i was storing. Oh well, it you actually bothered to read the entire post you must really have no life or you're bored to the max. LOL, just joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed my blogskin too. Took me like 1 entire day to find decent avatars for my blog. I just went to find some avatars from the main manga that i read and games that i play so identify the characters if you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to continue blogging for a while since my parents are away. I rarely blog in front of them as the main desktop is in their room and even though i have a new laptop i rarely use it cause it's generally slower, i mean literally slower. But i still love that black Toshiba nonetheless cause it is my 1st laptop after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before anything else, i shall rant on Titans 2010 which is literally non-existent. The formation and implementation is pretty much okay. I didn't do much nor did i do very little but the worst part is the time constraint. The stupid school wants everyone to study hard and have stupid rules to ban CCA if one doesn't get a decent pass. LOL, just because the administrative system has been poor and our seniors have lousy grades, the pressure is on us again. Why don't you blame your own self and the others before pushing it to us and screwing with my Titans?! Loser, son a gun. 1 day Titans is an insult and a joke. Seriously i hate this school. The annoying part is i still don't have enough time and what about the other sports clubs. Damm we should mass rally against the school and it's lousy administration. So now i am stuck with either getting a half-assed  titans or postponing it and passing the jobs to my grand senior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh so what's the topic today? Bitterness after joy or joy after bitterness, I really hate both. Why can't the world just be sweet throughout. Of course, without bitterness then how would one know what is sweet. When i mean bitterness it means studying and when i mean joy it just means after exams. I believe everyone is almost feeling the same way. I am currently facing extreme bitterness and mild joy. I have officially banned myself from all my I-Phone games and reading manga and probably television and blogging soon. So i am stuck with just mugging and mugging but when i am bored i do lame stuff like watching nigahiga or kevjumba or peter chao or even changing my blogskin. Such videos perk me up a lot but i become too indulged in them and hence i lose track of my time and so i cannot really study as much as i had hoped or planned. But seriously it is very torturous, i can't register anything in my head and i have to forcefully do it. So what should i do... By the way i was supposed to be doing binomial theorem right now as in at this moment that i am typing these letters but as you can see i have chosen to blog. A little worried about my exams i do realise that it is in actually less than 20 days, 17 days to be more exact. Haiz and i still have lots to cover and revise so most probably i will stop all nigahiga and Kevjumba by thursday. Want to go out but i can't. Really wanted to go to Swensons yesterday with charmine and anooja but couldn't cause i was too tired after the interview and camps. Haiz, another event that i had to miss. Tmr there's a section six outing but i really can't go cause i really need to study. In a blink of an eye it's been 2 years already. 2 years since i was section leader and so much has changed. I mean i don't even know the junior who messaged me but i do feel honored and proud that i am still remembered. Pretty soon i will be forgotten ha ha. Lol, that's how life is i guess. But i still do feel very happy and gleeful. So whether bitterness or sweet will be determined by my grades which is of course determined by the effort i put in now and in the future. Therefore it will probably be a little bitter and a little sweet. Just like pancakes with 72% dark chocolate ice cream. Yumm ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much sums up my day. Oh well this post was mainly to change the mood to a lighter one. Will post the photos from Avant Garde and Mardi Gras soon enough. It's been ages since i posted photos up anyway. Lastly, cheers to nigahiga's Ninja glare which is really the most catchy song i have heard in a long long time. I know it's an epic long time ago song/ video but after hearing it again i am addicted. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OH EM GEE You can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm blending in just like a pine tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I  am unseen, You can't see me cuz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm a ninja, nin, ninja, ninja, nin,  ninja."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Even the lyrics are cool ha ha. I think i have offcially lost it but ninjas are super cool... ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-5894519384773161945?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/5894519384773161945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/06/bitterness-after-joy-or-is-it-joy-after.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/5894519384773161945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/5894519384773161945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/06/bitterness-after-joy-or-is-it-joy-after.html' title='Bitterness after Joy or is it Joy after Bitterness ?'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-3817111270795930307</id><published>2010-06-06T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T10:05:34.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The End ?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;So as the post states, it really is the end... or maybe not. It's definitely the end of H3, SAT or even OAC. Actually, i take that back, its not the end... and there probably is never an end. I mean that in a good way, ironically after my last post. Haha, i am just a confused mess after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Hmm what should i start with... H3. Damm Epic Win. I am so glad its over, though i didn't do as well as expected. Bioinformatics is a scam TTM. Who the hell in the right mind sets a 2 mark definition question in a H3 biology paper with regards to computing and Bioinformatics. Q2i. Define Bioinformatics [2m], I saw this and was like Fuck... Then Q2ii Name 2 Bioinformatics tools and describe them. I knew it was utter GG cause i never really studied that and so i already got a -10 for my exam. But the other questions are acceptable okay except for the 30m deductive questions which i cant really tell whether i am right or wrong, but at least its over. It's epic over haha such joy :D. Truly joy, i wasn't being sarcastic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Then what's next oh.. SAT which happens to clash with June camp, resulting in another problem. LOL. I didnt choose that day specifically, mind you. I registered it in Feb/ March, how the fuck am i suppose to know June camp is when?! I thought i was skipping lecture/ school. Besides, that is so not the point. I mean like i also forgot i had SAT, but i told everyone important about it quite early so i guess i am considered in the safe zone. SAT was interesting, i mean i studied for it but the exam was the 1st time i did the full paper under time conditions. The time isn't really a major factor its the stupid English. Damm it's hard especially the spotting of grammatical errors and the passages. But at least the passages were interesting- giant squids, and sad Chinese past and cruelty. Maths was ownage haha. Totally relaxing except for 1 question which asked what is a vertex? I was like what is a vertex? so i gave a random answer... but i am glad that it's over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;From here on, it can be considered a somewhat emo post. Haha,OAC haha got so much to talk about so i also dunno where to start. Guess i got to start somewhere. Hmm 100K death march which i didn't go. Parents don't allow - lame reason right? I also think so however... Nope its not cause i am slack. Given the choice i rather say no and do something more productive but its not like i don't feel some form of guilt/ remorse if i don't go, especially to those who are suffering that treat me well. I never sent a message cause to me sending will inflict more pain than i never send. I know it sounds contradictory, but picture this. If you already know that a person you don't really like skips something you were supposed to be doing together and then sends a good luck message what will you do? It's like for PW, your GPP is due tmr and your GPP In-charge says good luck to your GPP cause she is sick and can't do anything about it. You will just F that person right. That reminds me my PW got B. FTTM. Well, it's not like i need it anyway but still... So yah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;K June camp. I shall not bother with the gruesome details and just dive to my Camp craft part. The 1st thing that irked me was:" Yr 1s report to Serah" . Whoa thanks siah, what am i invisible? Sianz already but didn't show it. K 1st it started out late instead of the 5 hrs i only got 3. Though i am not complaining cause i myself didn't want 5 hours because i had faith in my Juniors that they could complete the structure. Which they didn't much to my dismay which shall be elaborated further. But the constant sianz thing was like here was this epic struggle for power between us. Haha actually when i realize it, i have a very smart and dedicated assistant, the downside is she does more than she should which irks me. I use irk cause i am not pissed at least not this time, probably get used to it liao. Actually, with regards to CC, i work better alone cause less stress involved. And truthfully, i think she agrees too. Each time when it comes to CC, I do what i want and she does what she want. We rarely interfere with each other's work. NOT. Just look at time extensions it was like split, prob due to communication breakdown between us but oh well another one of those things i got used to as well. The 2nd day CC structure too. Felt it was a total waste of time cause i didn't want CC on 2nd day. But no one asks me, not that i deserve to be asked. Think i really am a specialist by name, i do the work but don't get the acceptance cause there will always be someone better, namely my assistant. But actually i finally realized the reason why i am the specialist and not my assistant ha ha. When i heard about it, i was actually quite happy about it. LOL., shall explain later down. Anyway back to the point, so my poor juniors didn't complete the structure but i still wanted them to do it and they were just given an extra hour. Right, i thought there will be at least 3 hours. Communication breakdown again and my assistant asks why do you care if they complete the structure or not? I mean WTH, you don't meh? Lol, if she says no i will actually be quite pissed. Their effort / determination / end-product shows how well you have taught them as well as what they have learnt. Of course June camp is not a "if they complete then i will treat them bubble tea" kind of thing, but it is an assessment which i want them to pass. Isn't that why Jasper was sad when there was a retarded oil leak and isn't that why Gao Liang was disappointed when they only completed 54K. So is it really wrong for me to wish that they complete the structure. I stand by what i said then, that my faith was correct and i think in the end she got it , cause my juniors got 1 hr 15 min. Love the juniors who forgo their dinner and kept pushing on. Ha ha i also didn't eat my dinner all the way till they propped it up and went to sleep. Had to encourage them a little along the way in an anal tone (sounded weird) but they pushed and pushed. Love Jeng haur, deryn and jia ming. 3 juniors that i love :D after CC assessment because of their tenacity and effort. Hmm in the end their structure is A for effort, F for safety. They seriously rushed a lot after dinner probably cause i keep breathing down their necks when only me and Jasper was there. Didn't know whether i was suppose to rush them so much but oh well, i really did not want to see their efforts wasted. It's because they have the talent and i already spent time nurturing some of them (see below). But hey i feel much better that they got it up and understood what it means to complete a structure. They also were late for 15 minutes which i somehow managed to beg out of my CI and QM to let them continue. Can't believe i had to actually beg them for extra time.Gao Liang and Jasper should know how i felt cause i was literally panicking up and down from 9 pm till 10 pm. When they ignored the time and continued doing, deep down I felt proud of them for once. Ha ha. Though that is probably the wrong feeling to have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Okay after the junior's interview i finally felt happy that of the 3 main people who are chosen to be candidates for Campcraft, all of which i have given special treatment and advsie with regards to Campcraft. I taught these people basically, the knots,how to do a proper proposal, how to tie the most lashings and how to tie a proper standard one-man barsha. Joy :D. All in secrecy, unknowing to the rest of my team and my assistant, hopefully, Haha. So i do feel proud cause they did say, whoa how come there is a sudden improvement in their skill. Hmm, i am secretly in glee. Of course they are smart and hardworking enough to study but it pays to take some time out to forcefully force them to learn how to do some aspects for campcraft and now they will be chosen to carry on the legacy. Whee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Oh the sianz thing is i don't have a lot of options for my next CC specialist. I am sad that the 2 people i had i have in mind were shot down leaving me with my 3rd choice. Oh well, to tired to fight it out anyway. Besides that person is one of the 3 people i taught. And he/ she is quite similar to me, ironically, in terms of character and certain strengths. Lol, but i do believe with proper guidance, he/ she will do a better job than me and serah combined( which is actually negative haha). I have faith that the next batch of Campcraft dept will better than mine as i was better than my seniors. Oh okay i shall side track to a happy event, i finally realised why i was chosen to be campcraft specialist rather than my assistant or others for that matter. It started with me always wondering why i was given this job, then it began to unveil after speaking to my seniors, teachers and lastly my junior's interview. I knew it. My seniors understood that i wasn't the best (thankfully) so i was not given a heavy duty post and hence one of the specialist. But as to why the chose me as the Campcraft and not project is the fun part. Also when i asked why me and not my assistant, the answer was even funnier. Lol had to keep it a secret so shhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Alright, back to being emo. Today was a so sianz day. Expected to be in school around 7- 3pm latest and that's it. Go home and mug. Then i reach school at 7 am to find the gate locked. Wasted $5 on cab fare and $5 on Macs while i studied. Then i reach school to find Si yuan asking me about SAT which really wasn't about concern but rather a sting at me. Oh well, was expecting something like that anyway, helped him clean the room which looks better, i have to say. I know that the sentences are totally contradictory but my feelings are contradictory. There is respect and disdain. It just depends which one occurs first. Haha after clearing the room, i kind of understand why he likes keeping the room cleaner. Then the juiors reach school and i got scolded for not opening the damm door. Whoa since when is that my responsibility. And i already rushed asap, what do you want. The interview was just ... started from 12-8. Rawr. My timetable is like this: study. Go tuition. Study. Go tuition. Then canceled 1 tuition for OAC. Eventually my fake timetable is like this: Go school till 12pm. Eat lunch at parkway. Tuition till 8. Who the fuck has tuition till 8? Can't believe no one caught my bluff. So in the end, didn't go for tuition and didn't study. Spent 8 hours listening to 11 juniors talking about the same things over and over. Haiz i understood how our seniors felt now. Lol, if everyone wanted to go home so badly, why drag till 8? Pause: Anyway out of the blue, i shall thank unity for keeping me calm and composed as well as granting me the wish to end things early and don't get caught. Thanks. Continue: Lol, i mean i knew other than me at least 3 people needed to go home asap. So the other 3 are either very free or stuck to their jobs. Which is actually the latter cause i know they are all busy. So here's the funny part about life. We don't share the mundane and boring bits where we all sacrifice part of or time and lives with each other cause it's pointless. Everyone does that in OAC. The extend and threshold differs for each individual but we still do. Like for me, just for today alone. i had to give up tuition and lie about what i am doing which is filling with constant guilt and sianzness. Cause my mood is just to end things fast and pray that i don't get caught. But the others don't care / ignores it. It's because its a small sacrifice compared to what the others make or have made in June camp. But what about the restraints that others have, ha ha still remember duathlon where i told si yuan about my parent woes and he just smiled and said he was lucky he doesn't have the same problems as me. Lol, see that's why the others don't get it. The only people who do is probably zhu jun, li zhong definitely and maybe Jasper. That makes half the team. LOL. So what is my point? I lost track actually. Basically it's something like we all make sacrifices and it's just that we already have this tinted impression about one another. Spend time thinking back to when we were year 1s. The friends that we had were totally different. I grew closer to Gao Liang in year 2. I knew lydia through titans in year 1 and probably became estranged for reasons unknown. I know li zhong better after bukit timah training where we really needed to go home. Jasper have always been okay same with zhu jun. Si yuan was never really close to me nor me to him. Serah was a great buddy in year 1 but it broke after lots of conflicts and power arguments so now she finds joy in jasper which i find joy in too. As for pei wen, i always respected her in someway, lol, she was my ideal CC spec and i got to know her better through the weirdest time such as building a one man barsha together or duathlon. So now, the impression of one another has been totally warped and we forget to look back and only see the current stuff and happenings. Who makes the most sacrifices and who makes the most contributions, such stuff becomes vital. But no one bothers to think and explain about the sacrifices that arise due to the sacrifices that we each make. Loss of study time/ loss of sleep we all have that. Loos of feelings/ friends/ commitments/ outings/ relationship with parents/ freedom who is to say who sacrifice more or less? We each can't tell cause we each don't know how much each of us has sacrificed. Sometimes, we just take it for granted that we are able to be physically present just for that 1 hour or so. Sadly, i do too. Simply due to our tinted impressions on one another. As teammates we really were a lot bonded when we were year 1s. The difference is quite shocking. Is it cause we lost 3 teammates? Nonetheless, we all grew stronger. As old friendships are broken and lost new ones are forged and made. Do we have cliques like our juniors? - No. But do we have people we prefer to that others- Yes. No that that was not happening in year 1. Lol, but i guess we are all in the end humans who make errors in judgment. I don't expect anything much and i do have my own share of resentment, sadness and joy that i will never share with my team or on this blog because it is something that i want to keep hidden and in secrecy. Even the joy. This one year has really really been stressful and sometimes i do wonder if i made the right choices. But i think everything worked out in the end, for better or for worse. Very soon, i have to say goodbye to OAC batch 09/10 cause i know after Titans or handover we will really all go our separate ways till we meet again. If we ever do as a batch...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-3817111270795930307?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/3817111270795930307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/06/end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/3817111270795930307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/3817111270795930307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/06/end.html' title='The End ?!'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-175703689913947018</id><published>2010-04-27T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T10:07:45.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pandamonia of emotions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My blog better not be compromised  and read by people who shouldn't be reading them. That basically means  if you read it just shut up about it. I need this blog to vent out all  my frustrations and keep my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt; stories so that i can always  look back and laugh at the stupid moments in my retarded life. So yup  just don't read it. My life isn't interesting to you anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life  is always hard. But through hardship there lies the sweet rewards that i  will always hope and dream for. So much has passed and it is until now  that i have the effort to share the pain an angst if i actually still  remember them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H3 report. The 1 fucked up thing that i am so glad  to get rid of from my life. Took me a few weeks to get that bloody  report done. Countless hours searching the web for similar articles and  reports. Re-read the articles and my own report for grammatical errors.  So much editing and getting screwed over for just 20% of my grades. What  about the other 80%? Cant wait for it to happen. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Haiz&lt;/span&gt; i really  wonder why i took it up in the first place. It disrupts my studies,  makes me feel inferior when i don't understand a single thing and worst  of all places a stupid social stigma on me that i am some smart mugger  or something. Sorry to disappoint.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;MCT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Whao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; thinking about  it is just so retarded. Passed everything except econ which i failed by  0.5%. The hell, that totally sucks. Nowhere near a pass nor a fail.  Passed the rest but it is still a disappointment. Effort= grades. That  stupid equation would be probably true for me this time round but it's  like i still expect good grades without studying. Some joke.Life is an  asshole. Why can't it ever be so simple. Now i have to mug hard and hope  my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;JCTs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; improve which will probably never happen. Worst  is that i am in bio remedial, what a joke. Seriously, if i could i would  have probably studied a little harder to get 2 more marks or just do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;damm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; badly and  drop to a different group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Cheer leading. Happened quite long ago. I  feel like slapping someone that day seriously. Maybe it's myself i  dunno. I probably still do feel like slapping someone now. I know the  others are feeling the same way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;March expedition. Started out very badly  cause i was not in the best of moods but it gradually grew better.  Reported on the 1st day at some village. Went to caving and had loads of  fun, the waterfalls was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;damm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; fun and extremely exciting. Abseiling  down the waterfall is really the best event :D. Loves. Went back to camp  earlier and stayed over at some resort. As the juniors slept, 4 retards  including myself began talking about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;OAC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;, studies and life because and without &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;OAC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; things have  really changed. Am in this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;cca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; because of my choice or the decision  based on what i felt from you previously. Walking down your road is hard  but sometime i just have to strive on right? It's okay i will prove  that you made the right choice at that time and i will continue doing it  so even in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; and in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;OAC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;. Once a junior always a junior. 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; day  woke up early to go caving again and finally white water rafting. Fun  but not the best. Lastly went to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Ipoh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; for good food and bought me an i phone  cover :D love my i phone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;. Went to talk a bit with my juniors and  realized they are a bunch of funny people that just needs some minor  discipline on their own. It's okay, i understand that i was once like  that too. March expedition still rocks overall because it has good food,  place to sleep, friends and provides me an escapade from everything. I  really mean everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Seniors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Wha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;sianz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; if i could turn back time i would  probably slap all my seniors or ask my seniors to slap me. Hard like  till i drop dead on the floor. Don't know why, i understand their pain  now and i just wished they pushed me harder and let me know them better.  I have no feeling towards them and i feel guilty about it. Not that i  actually want them to feel some kind of junior-senior relationship with  me. That will be some utter joke, i would probably feel insulted as  well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Duathlon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;. That was something that you can brag  about. The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;ICs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; will probably reward themselves with a pat on  their backs or something. The experience is a bitch. I wonder if i even  remember everything that happened and i will probably get killed for  posting some shit like this. Logistic is a pain in the ass, it sucks. I  knew i should have just choose participants briefing and not that stupid  job. No complains there. Everyone owes me $200 bucks and i owe the  juniors $50. Talking about the juniors i feel like somewhat felt like  slapping their faces a bit. They do things so slowly an without thought.  I understand they don't give a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;damm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; but still i wasn't so slack last time  can. They are idiots with no respect for us and they want us to be nice  to them and they still dare complain. Go suck a pacifier &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;lar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;. Yet there are  still juniors among them that i like and will probably groom if i have  the chance.Love those people. As for the rest. _l_.  I will give you one  last chance and that's it man. _l_ all the way. The logistic part was  so chaotic, i blame myself for not being there but i already left  lectures early. What was i supposed to do? Not to mention, no idiot told  me they were moving the bikes and bike stands first.  So everything got  pushed back. Congrats. And i had to fight with my mother again. So sick  and tied of it. Sometimes i wonder why i do all this shit and then i  just do it because i care for those who cared for me. So i do it. That  reason is not very helpful but at least it pushes me on. Then i had to  go home earlier after duathlon as usual 9 which isnt really early as  usual..), which is a bitch because it really is a bitch. I mean,  obviously given the choice the sane thing to do is to go home and rest/  study (scoff) but too bad&lt;/span&gt; i was  born abnormal. I wanted to truthfully have no restraints and just stay  back and help out but then... Arghhh! I mean is there anything i should  do, what can i do? In OAC early to others is always late to me and that  can truly be a burden on myself. FTTM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway to pacify everyone, in the  end i got screwed by almost, i repeat almost everyone. Haha and i got  sunburnt too. Such Joy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-175703689913947018?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/175703689913947018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/04/pandamonia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/175703689913947018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/175703689913947018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/04/pandamonia.html' title='Pandamonia of emotions'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-841245767561944634</id><published>2010-03-29T02:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T07:02:38.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Screwed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today was a bad day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Didn't get to enjoy my holidays as i spent them either at NTU or mugging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Back to school with so many things to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Woke up late, took a cab. Then realized i had no tie so i had to call Anooja to bring an extra tie for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Had Titans briefing and Duathlon discussion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ran to Main gate to pay for Anooja's cab fair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Maths lecture was boring, almost died, then there was no GP due to some sudden news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Had early break and got fire drill, lucky we bought food earlier. I pity those that were still buying food or were still eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Got back part of my bio paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Depressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Got back my chem paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Even more depressed. What The Hell is 49? Not a pass and not a fail. So disappointed since it is the 1 subject i mug so much for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Was at the booth for lunch, and finally ordered a power generator for duathlon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Went for bio and realized i lost my file.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Apparently, i left it at the booth, made me worried for nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Got back 70% of my bio paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Even more depressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My Bio spa will be on monday... alone. Haiz and to make it worse....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Is it bad luck or fate? Sianz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I blame my H3 course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Experiencing www.emo.com.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't want to get but can't wait to get my PW results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Looking forward to March Expedition and nothing else :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hope good things will come tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But then i still have swimming tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Save me please...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-841245767561944634?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/841245767561944634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/03/screwed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/841245767561944634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/841245767561944634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/03/screwed.html' title='Screwed'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-8909655567424330682</id><published>2010-03-19T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T08:04:47.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unmotivated</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;MCT is coming in a few days and i am so unprepared for it. Haha, i pretty much accepted my fate that i wont do well but i better not fail cause then that means i have screwed myself to the max. I am trying to get back ,my mugging spirit but apparently he moment i reach home and open my books, the spirit just disappears again and here i am on the computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This has been a very fruitful week in terms of enrichment but a useless week for MCT preparation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My weekdays have been spent mostly in NTU, from about 10 to 2 and in some bad days i end at like 5 pm. Sianz. Half of the syllabus have passed and i still am lost most of the time, i don't regret taking the course up but i will feel damm bad if i fail my examinations which is in May. The worst thing is that my Written report is due on 23rd April which is the month where i have to do a lot of shit. April is gonna be a very very very bad month for me. First i will get back my MCT scores, which i am totally not looking forward too. Secondly, i will get back my PW results which hopefully somehow or another will be an A. Then i have to start Titans publicity and presentation especially the video and then there is duathlon to worry about. What the hell, i feel damm lethargic about the coming month. Anyway my NTU course has officially ended, feel a bit sad that i wont be going back ther. No more high tech and air conditioned labs. No more harmful and potentially dangerous mutagens. No more Macs and subway and no more cheap japanese food :&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-8909655567424330682?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/8909655567424330682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/03/unmotivated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/8909655567424330682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/8909655567424330682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/03/unmotivated.html' title='Unmotivated'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-6461297305779372975</id><published>2010-02-23T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T07:56:10.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Heaven to hell, back to earth and maybe a side trip to hell again</title><content type='html'>The longest title i ever written cause i totally have mixed feelings. The entire 1 week after orientation is very screwed. The post Orientation mood prevented me from mugging at my capable potential. I pretty much spent that week waiting for Chinese New Year to come. As the days went by, did not study for my maths and econs test. But hey i passed my maths test with a good score so i am happy about that :D. Then friday came, road run was a great day. I mean it pretty much was a perfect day to run. As i pushed and pushed to run, my 5k rank is not to bad. Haha got top 150 okay. That's like at leasttop 25%?. Anyway i did better than 150 lar so i am damm proud of myself. Hmm the J1s who KS-ed me at the finishing line is an ass. Hope he falls or something. Reach the finish line already still wnat to overtake me and snatch my number tag. What the hell!!! After the road run, it was very very dull. Trapped in school and cannot leave, so went to idle with my OG. After 12 celebrated Nicholas's birthday and the best thing is that our OGMS gave us some thank you notes and roses. Gosh i love all of them so much !!!! Haha, i should stop propoganding OAC to them. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Earth to Heaven:&lt;br /&gt;Chines New Year is the best holiday that was ever invented. It pretty much meant friday to tuesday were heaven !!! Haha spent saturday cutting hair and buying new clothes. Then went to my cousin's hpuse to pray as well as eat reunion lunch. As for dinner, we cracked lame jokes and the dinner was less than staisfactory but at least it was decent. Then the next day was just Mahjong all the way. Black jack and poker with family and friends :D haha won a bit so i am damm happy. On tues, Hp charmine, anooja, sam and clement came over where we had some fun laughter and more Mahjong. Woots, what can be greater? Haha then in the blink of an eye, school is back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Heaven to Hell:&lt;br /&gt;A hell week, lots of tutorials that were due or overdue. Crashed my wednesday and thursday nights reading old lecture notes, trying to catch up and pretty much just trying to survive the entire weekend. Oh wait i just remembered that we had to stay back on thursday for some Flying fox training. I mean it is so lame... and so sudden. Do we really need the whole team there??? Okay maybe we really do but still the suddeness is an ass and not to mention it ended so freaking late. Sianz my life cannot take late days in school where i just do random cca related stuff. It has to be productive. I seriously just rather run... or Jacob's ladder. After that missed OAC O Camp cause i got H3 on friday and saturday. It probably is my fault that i never told them propoerly but do they serioulsy expect me to go to Pulau Ubin for like 6 hours and then go home the next day shagged like a log? Probably a basic duty of an instructor but there are times certain priorities take over.... Like celebrating your best friend's birthday. Haha but my parents were not around anyway so it is impossible for me to leave the house unattended. Damm it why is life so screwed. Anyway Happy Bithday Charmine Yee!!! 19 Liao haha.&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing is the bloddy NS thing, why the hell cant they just say defer and that's it. I hate to pick the bloody not defering option which i was not supposed to pick and screw my own life. Now i can't change the option and my deferment is screwed. I 100% blame myself but what the hell am i suppposed to do to rectify this stupid crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Hell to Earth:&lt;br /&gt;Life has pretty much stabalised since sunday. The tutorials i have done and lecture nots that i have read are okay. Spent lunch at pizza hut where we really stuffed ourselves due to a free pizza coupon that i got from buying my laptop. Sam, Charmin, Navreen and me should really stop going to Pizza Hut. Busted $7 each with the free pizza not included. Haiz we are going to grow fat. Spent the time afterwards watching the juniors taking their time to wash the tents and groundsheets. Are they really that scared to ask us how to wash properly? Sometimes it pays to ask and sometimes it pays to shut up and listen to us. Hope they understand that soon. In the meantime saw Beta having cheerleading trials. A lovely sight for many reasons. Haha can't imagine that just 1 year ago i was also washing tents and flying people. So much time has passed, hmm i wonder if i would ever join cheerleading again. Heard 2 OACians joined cheer this year, haha can pass down my legacy to them. Though the process of cheerleading is hard and at time i regretted it. After the event, there was no more hesitatation and regret. Just pure esctacy, pride and joy. Wonder if the juniors can ever fell that??? Hmmm is that what i am feeling right now about OAC? Will the joy ever come back again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Earth to Hell ( maybe):&lt;br /&gt;Seriously olny time will tell. Maybe i am just being lame but i really do not know. I rather just stay in earth.However....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-6461297305779372975?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/6461297305779372975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/02/from-heaven-to-hell-back-to-earth-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/6461297305779372975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/6461297305779372975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/02/from-heaven-to-hell-back-to-earth-and.html' title='From Heaven to hell, back to earth and maybe a side trip to hell again'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-2528068560025813756</id><published>2010-02-06T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T08:03:29.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of escapade- X.ON-ED! OG4 EXTREME!!!</title><content type='html'>Went to school with a heavy heart because i knew after Today orientation X will be over and i will be back to studying and mugging all my due tests and tutorials. Haiz went for the lessons but clearly my hearts was not there since it probably is with my OG. Spent the entire chem and maths lecture copying the previous lecture notes from my friends since my entire lecture notes are blank. Was late for bio tutorial like the second time because i had to pass the rope to my OG for their performance, so i can't really complain. Econs tutorial is as boring and lame as ever, the only good thing was that i passed my essay and he let us off earlier. Lost in maths and chem practical passed rather fast than ever. A bit sad that i failed my chem test even after i mugged for it but then again... there will be a next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the hall for the O-Night perFormance trial. Apparently, a few people got caught for hair and many of my OGMs went to cut their hair. Lol, even shawn helped me cut my hair. Well, it's for it for my OG. All of them looked so nervous and scared but i guess they can't help it since they were chosen to perform and represent our clan but i will be proud of them no matter what happens! Time passed and we went to the hawker centre to buy like 50 packs of chicken rice. There goes my 40 bucks, not that i expected it to come back to me. Hmm went back and realised many of them did not want to eat and we wasted a lot of chicken rice and money. But i guess it can't be helped, everytime i have a performance i will also be damm damm stressed. Time passed and the O-Night came to a start. We were placed 2nd and there was hope that we could win. For Talent- Night we did not win but i believed that their performance was the best and nicest. It's very original but the vocals and harmonization were nice. I think they won in spirit. The other were just creative cause they had a rapper and dancers. That's all there is. For OG performance, we were placed 2nd and that is very cool cause i know all of them taught about it for very very long and kept practicing so i am very proud of their achievement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everything that happened and all the cheering and shouting. We were overall placed 2nd. I was a bit sad, no actually i was damm disappointed. Hoping that after every single Delta event that i took part in, i could have a taste of victory but then again 2nd to me is considered a sweet preview to what is to come. After coming in 3rd and least for most events, 2nd for a new year marks a new beginning and who knows what will happen. I am mostly gald that i became an orientation OGL, i love being part of something eventful and fun and i love OG4 to the max. Yesterday will probably be the last time i ever get to see them again as a team and i hope to always remember the times that we were part of a clan/ OG.Hope everyone is happy in their new classes and become successful in whatever they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before everything came to a close, a party is in order. We danced and cheered till we had no more energy left. We tossed people up, people tossed me up. We formed a train, we broke the train. It was the best ending to my escapade. Life came to a halt and everything else will become normal again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, i love my OG4 to the max and X.ON is the winners at heart. I am sure everyone enjoyed orientation and that is the most importatnt point of it all.&lt;br /&gt;These are some of the photos of the proof of the fun and good old times!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/S22SR7fPD-I/AAAAAAAAAVE/zsaU3wmv_Eg/s1600-h/OG4-15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/S22SR7fPD-I/AAAAAAAAAVE/zsaU3wmv_Eg/s320/OG4-15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435161162030190562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/S22ShSWnEoI/AAAAAAAAAVU/svQku-Ei4DE/s1600-h/OG4-17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/S22ShSWnEoI/AAAAAAAAAVU/svQku-Ei4DE/s320/OG4-17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435161425866068610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/S22ShApvwgI/AAAAAAAAAVM/dUx7GE2tSCg/s1600-h/OG4-16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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OG4 EXTREME!!!'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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/_YxvpZvxbFjA/S22SR7fPD-I/AAAAAAAAAVE/zsaU3wmv_Eg/s72-c/OG4-15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2917151347374887195.post-3252452005424656841</id><published>2010-02-04T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T07:48:05.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th day of escapade  - X.ON</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The 4th day of the REAL Orientation, 6th day of the J1 Orientation and the 2nd last day of orientation !!! Whao sound confusing but in all simplicity, 1 more day to rock on!!! Got to save up my energy and prepare to go all out tomorrow. Decided to skip my H3 lesson which will probably come back to haunt me in the future but since my OGMs are performing and it is the last day of orientation then ... it is totally worth it !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. went back to lessons today and i have got to say, it felt very weird. I really needed a lot of energy to stay awake during Maths, and i am lost in Vectors. Haiz. As for econs, we were 20 minutes late as the J1s took our lecture hall and when we reached our venue i was totally stoning. I have no idea what i was doing or what was going on. Then, there was bio which was a total failure. I almost/ did slept for a couple of times before forcing myself to be awake. The lecture is so boring and the topic is so dry. Somehow i made it and passed through the entire day after stoning and snoozing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to eat with Charmine and Hp after bio extra lesson and then went to visit my OG. Whao they were doing their best for O-Night performance which made me very happy and proud. Haha after that went to Long John's for dinner supposedly and we made a big racket and flooded the entire place. After that we had to rush all the way to Suntec for mass dance. The dances were very cool and we just totally rocked Suntec and we cheered on and on and on. Lost my voice and i am very tired. But still had the energy to eat Mc Flurry from Macs. The epic thing was when me, eunice, oliver and xin yi went to buy an ice cream for shu hui and it started to melt. So we ran from Macs to Subway liked some crazy idiots. Haha, had some OG Bonding time before we all left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home and realised i have a lot of homework due but i am just going to screw it all.&lt;br /&gt;Rock ON X.ON!!!&lt;br /&gt;IT's the last day!!!&lt;br /&gt;However..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-3252452005424656841?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/3252452005424656841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/02/4th-day-of-xon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/3252452005424656841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/3252452005424656841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/02/4th-day-of-xon.html' title='4th day of escapade  - X.ON'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-2716414021281662285</id><published>2010-02-03T04:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T05:03:54.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd day of escapade- X.ON</title><content type='html'>Too tired already woke up later than usual as compared to the past few days. Came school with a heavy heart because i knew that today will be the last day i can escape from the stress of school life and just be a carefree OGL. Sianz, why must i go for lesson tmr. But i better get into my studying mood again very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached the auditorium as usual but i am amazed that i can mark the attendance very very fast now. And.... I just realised that was the last time i will be taking their attendence. Emo-ness. Hmm, had mass dance ( couple dance ) in the morning. Had to say they are very fast learners and everyon can dance very well. A bit sad that they cannot learn heartsdale cause it's one of the nicer dances of TJ, i mean ... as compared to the rest of the dances available. Then we had a 1.5 hour break to discuss about O-Night performance. Saw my classmates and went to finally get a copy of my Kinetics notes. Haha it's plain irony that i only get my notes when the lecturer is about to finish the entire lecture notes. But at least i have the notes !!! Our Og is getting more and more active, cheers to the clan committe and the enthu ppl who initiated discussions and talks. Really love them siah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our OG performed, me and lydia went to thee tower to fix up the knots and strucutures and i was totally being baked in the sun. I think i am going to die of skin cancer very soon. But at least the structure is fixed and looks like a structure. Woosh. As we went back to the hall learnt that our OG won the right to perform for O-Night!!! WOW!!! Totally cool, i mean they deserve it for their unique story line and effort. All that's left is the props and the rest is up to fate. Apparently the talen-night is also from OG4. Our OG seriously have a lot of talented people. Hate to see them all go to different houses when they seperate... Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During OG lunch tried to propoganda the juniors to join OAC as we took the Orientation X phtotos. PDP exhibition was a nice feeling, seeing potential juniors come and go. Set my eyes on a few people already but it's a pity that they want to join other PDPs. The best thing was that the structure is a success. The 1st guinea pig was Thong Kiat who immediately broke the rope when he stepped on the spar. Someone needs to go diet. Anyway after fixing the minor damage, everything else was okay and when i went to climb it, it was totally stable. Talk about a sense of accomplishment. It also didn't break or sag a lot when the other people climb.Very delighted but that means my major duty as a CC spec for my batch is about to end. But there is still many many stuff to do as an OACian. Talk about EPIC Tiredness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very very tired now, dunno why i still have energy to blog when i am having a headache but still everything is worth it. Hate to go for lessons tmr but i am J2 after all. If i could turn back time, everything would be so different. I mean it. However... there will always be things that i won't regret even if it brought me pain...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-2716414021281662285?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/2716414021281662285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/02/3rd-day-of-escapade-xon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/2716414021281662285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/2716414021281662285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/02/3rd-day-of-escapade-xon.html' title='3rd day of escapade- X.ON'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-1226979216736514741</id><published>2010-02-02T05:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T05:47:32.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd day of escapade - X.ON</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Very X.ON-ED!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Damm happy that another day of cheering and playing has arrived !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Woke up very early to put my stuff in and reported to the audi with a half stoned face. When the OGMs came, i can finally memorize most of their names. I feel a sense of accomplishment!!! Like finally i know their names. Haha, taking attendance will be so much easier right now!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Chrono- Race kicked ass man!!! Had to travel to SMU, New Singapore court and Esplanade. Te games were kinda nice but the station masters at the supreme court are real asses. WTF !!! Keep asking us to cheer and cheer and dance in the sun. Then the points they give so little. Losers lar!! Damm pissed off but then again I don't care. Officially, the I Don't care cheer is the best cheer of X.ON and is the i love the most. Cause it really reflects me a bit...  Lovely 16/09, haha the station masters of 16/09 are the best and officially the nicest. Cheered a little and dance then straight away get 2000 points. Wah this is the best man, a bit emo cannot join them to watch AVATAR, but still i am spiritually with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Went to Mcs for lunch, feel a bit guilty for eating fast-food when i am supposed to go back to intensive training. But then orientation is my last chance to enjoy life lar so... I don't care. After lunch went back to the hall to learn Jai- Ho, which was okay lar. But i still think everyone is a bit blur about the dances. Hmm then again i was very blur about dances when i was an OGM. Haiz the difference 1 year can make. OG4 rocks, i think their O Night performance is very cool and we will own !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Very tired... still got orientation and PDP Exhibition tmr. Hopefully i still have an energy to survive and do everything. Go X-ON. Will post photos when i am not so tired....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;However...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-1226979216736514741?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/1226979216736514741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/02/2nd-day-of-escapade-xon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/1226979216736514741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/1226979216736514741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/02/2nd-day-of-escapade-xon.html' title='2nd day of escapade - X.ON'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-2855674297188397016</id><published>2010-02-01T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T05:47:52.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Start of a beautiful escapade- X.ON</title><content type='html'>Saturday ( 30th Jan)&lt;br /&gt;Talk about a nice morning call.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 7 after a gruelling lecture the day before just to travel to NTU, which is at BOON LAY and i live at like Marine Parade. Now i know how people like pei wen feel like when they are coming to school everyday.&lt;br /&gt;The NTU complex is super big and the canteen food is so much nicer than ours. But the thing that i love most is the Labartory. First thing is that it located in the basement,. How cool is that man!!!&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, it is super duper clean and air conditioned. Compared to our TJC Bio Lab it is heaven!&lt;br /&gt;The instruments and experiments were super cool. Never played with ninsulin before but half the time i was doing the ELISA test i also dunno what i am soing. The only thing that was irritating was the incubation period which is a total of 3 hours. The actual experiment is like 20 minutes?? But in a way i am happy about that the incubation time, after all it gave me the energy and time to talk to the other H3 students and get to know them better. Yeah. Then i had to endure a 50 minute ride from Pionner to Paya Lebar. Nice!!! Can't belive i will be doing this every saturday till May. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 of the offcial oreintation.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up very very early, probably one of the earliest in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Recieved the new orientation t shirt which is so much cooler than last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientation today was seriously such a blast!!!&lt;br /&gt;Had so much fun, wish it wouldn't end so soon.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was still quite distant and silent in the mroning nut after the games session everyone started to laugh and have fun together. The wet games were a splash considering i kept sliding last time, i am sure the OGMs also had a blast of a time. The dry games were also damm cool, haha though we lost the 2 gambles that we made, i still think for the OGMs, it is the games and experience that matters. The points only matter to us OGLs and house committes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as i enjoyed my oreintation, i realsised i am missing a lot of school work and will probably die when i come back in a week's time. The workload is bound to kill me. Sianz but i should focus on the positve than the negative. Yeah four more glorious days to go and enjoy. Tomorrow is AMAZING RACE. Woots !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that i still have to stay back to finish my campcraft structure. Got to give credit to them to wait for me to complete the structure. Haha guess they still care about me. EPIC LOL.&lt;br /&gt;" Do i look as if i care? Don't care! Heck Care! Do i look as if i care? I don't really care... I don't really care( X2) Do i look as if i care? I really Don't care" Haha didnt meant to use a cheer but yah.... Just want to finally build my dream structure after all the anality and drama. Which probably is caused by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope tmr comes faster... However...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-2855674297188397016?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/2855674297188397016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/02/saturday-30th-jan-talk-about-nice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/2855674297188397016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/2855674297188397016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/02/saturday-30th-jan-talk-about-nice.html' title='The Start of a beautiful escapade- X.ON'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-2832572945628140803</id><published>2010-01-28T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T07:01:09.295-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst Day + ANGST = CaTasTrophe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;It really is like a series of unfortunate events and it ended up still as shitty as it started. The first thing that gave me a warning of what is to come is when i saw the OGM list, and most likely i am pissed due to a certain irresponsible / loud-mouthed someone. Totally screwed my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Woke up at 5. 30 am, reached school at 6 . 15 and the guard refused to let me into the school completely. Thanks man. So i waited till 6. 30. The new J1s entered and they are quite a lovely bunch so no complaints there. The most screwed up things happened after orientation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Saw Yuxin and High-Fived with her and my watch ended up being cracked. Woah, talk about strength haha. Secondly, apparently we had to hand up our AQ which i haven't do and my TJC badge fell halfway during lesson for no reason. At this point in time, i knew something bad was happening to me already. As life went through, me, Anooja and Charmine decided to apply for SATs after school. Took a cab there and spent like 12 bucks only to realise we saw the wrong address and we had to apply online. So there goes our money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Rushed back to TJ for OAC for like the worst thing ever, i seriously tried to get rid of all my negative feelings and channel positive thoughts but seriously i just broke down completely. I think i passed the point of frustration and just went straight to insanity. First i was already pissed off when i had bad day, then as we reached the structure we had this long talk about length and measurement, which was a bit frustrating but still understandable. It was after that when everyone started to bombard with ideas or innovations for the structure. What spars to use, what the seat is made of, the length, the width and the ropes available, oh and the stupid leadership talk which so " coincidentally " clashed with training. Boiling with anger liao. I mean if you have suggestions why can't you just give them to me like before everything started. I submitted 3 proposals, had at least 3 meetings and everyone just shut up and now you bomb me with stuff. The dimensions and whatever was already in the proposal, if you want to change them fine just discuss with me prior. Its not like i will stop you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Then again, it's not like anyone bothers to read or memorize the proposals that we do. Seriously, sometimes i just think a proposal is just to show face only. Despite all that i don't mind if you dont read the proposal cause sometimes its unreadable or we were too lazy. I understand cause sometimes i also don't bother, But what bothers me is that my words are like undermined. I don't do what you guys say, then you say i am stubborn and give me a tons of reason why it will fail. I do what you guys say and you say i am like indecisive and still give me reasons why it will fail. So what the F*** do you seriously want me to do? You are all like fighting among yourselves and then you expect me to make a decision to favour everyone? And worst of all some of the ideas are plain funny and when i shoot them down you give me attitude,. Thanks siah. Did you even do research or learn techniques before coming for the camp? If you didn't, you seriously should just F- off if you wanna give me crappy advice. I may suck at my post but i learn and research for it. You may be better but you have no right to question me ALL THE TIME !!! Stop like checking my knots and stuff, do you like see me questioning your knots? It's okay if you don't trust me but what about the others? If you weren't so anal everytime and i would never have been anal today. I seriously just ranted throughout the entire 3 hours when i burst out and i apologize to those that were innocent. For wasting your time and effort. Seriously sorry it's just a bad day. After this camp, i seriously don't care liao, if you think you are better you can just take my position, it's just but a title anyway, i won't die if i lose it. After all, if it makes you happier then just strip me off my post. Screw it all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything may not appear as it may be to you but it is what i see and hear that made me this way. Everything is either so over-rated or under-rated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Went home and whao, to make things worse, there is no water. I had to bathe with like trickles of water running down my tap and the last bad thing that happened was that i realized i left my spectacles in school so i am like some blind bat. I should totally go write in FML. Now as i am blogging, i just realised i have no time to do AQ and will have to rush for it tmr... hopefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Life can be a *****. It's like for the past 24 hours, i am a bad luck magnet adn everything that can screw my life will haunt me. The last shit thing is my friend's dog is undergoing an operation so i hope that it safely recovers and i took all the bad luck from the world. Haha I wonder if the team will ever be the same again. However... sometimes such changes breeds progress.... However..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-2832572945628140803?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/2832572945628140803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/01/worst-day-of-my-month-year-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/2832572945628140803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/2832572945628140803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/01/worst-day-of-my-month-year-life.html' title='Worst Day + ANGST = CaTasTrophe'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-1684249875323890342</id><published>2010-01-22T04:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T04:57:43.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 2nd Week</title><content type='html'>Very tight, very tight, i mean my schedule that is.&lt;br /&gt;Just want to break free of everything and lay but i can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got so much to do, orientation, Campcraft camp and other commitments which i have to endure and burden myself with. At least my studies have not dropped .. yet. Just barely passed my Bio test. A good sign considering i never studied half of what came out, but the marks is still a Disappointment. Maybe cause i just expected better of myself. Getting back to school again is really a breathe of fresh air, i mean chilling out with friends and mugging in the stupid library is something that you will miss during the holidays. My mood is like in a mugging mode but my heart yearns to play and play. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to commitment, i really dunno what to do, everything clashes with one another. What the hell am i supposed to do? Just can't wait for the next two weeks to disappear and fly by. I mean it's like so much to worry about, but in reality it is a problem that can be solved easily. K actually i have no idea what the hell i am writing too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, orientation will be a blast for me as well as for the juniors. For my juniors i hope tyou get in the school of your choice, and if you come to TJ erm ... Good Luck. Haha. For Campcraft camp, i feel like an idiot hogging all the work when actually i won't even be around 70% of the time. Maybe it's just cause i want to do my Job properly and live up to the name of a Specialist. Sianz, can't believe i actually used to hate my position. Haha Life's an irony. Then again, maybe part of me still feel i can't do this job or it's not meant to be. Still don't understand why i was chosen as CC Spec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a very very long day. Going To Raffles Junior College in a green short really makes one feel inferior. Considering they actually taught entropy and pressure in Biology. I was thinking why the hell did i even bother going and taking up the module. Sianz, go home still got traffic Jam. Tmr still got orientation final briefing. Haha actually i am perplexed. Want to let go but i can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T CARE..... However...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-1684249875323890342?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/1684249875323890342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/01/2nd-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/1684249875323890342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/1684249875323890342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/01/2nd-week.html' title='The 2nd Week'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-9213298031630716472</id><published>2010-01-11T01:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T09:20:16.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Begining of The END</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Belated Happy NEW YEAR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Got ony 1 reolution this year : Never Hesitate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's the end of my holidays officially and the start of my final school year in TJ. 1 year has zoomed past just like that and 1 more year to go. The stress is back and homework that has been pilling up will soon have to be cleared once again. SIGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy that today is a half-day since no homework and no lessons. Not to mention can catch up with old friends so it's a good start. Went back to CCHMS once again today to see the release of O level results. Different juniors had different grades and i tried to the best to console but i suck at these kind of stuff. For those who did extremely well, like a certain ex- librarian that i knew. Congrats !!!:D  For the rest, it's not the end of the world, be brave and who knows waht will ever happen in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;SLacked at the library and couldn't imagine that just last year, i was one of the students sitting there awaiting my results. So much has passed and many things have happen but i am still glad what ever happened did happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Going to mug for my bio test now, However...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-9213298031630716472?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/9213298031630716472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/01/begiining-of-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/9213298031630716472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/9213298031630716472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2010/01/begiining-of-end.html' title='The Begining of The END'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-4981356245933415283</id><published>2009-12-09T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T04:39:41.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre- OGL terror</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/Sx-ckplgpDI/AAAAAAAAASk/Hb428J8C0pc/s1600-h/image253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413217409554506818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/Sx-cjbR05EI/AAAAAAAAASM/txSWIUm14uA/s320/08122009235.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/Sx-cj9rLesI/AAAAAAAAASU/elZQE8MZFPY/s1600-h/08122009238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413217418787650242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/Sx-cj9rLesI/AAAAAAAAASU/elZQE8MZFPY/s320/08122009238.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Firstly,&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LI ZHONG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days have been rough. Well, firstly, i can't go to Vietnam so that's a total ******* up matter which i really hate. Why can't my parents have faith in me and just let me go. &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Life officially sucks. &lt;/span&gt;I mean thinking back i really have no idea why i did the things i did way back then. I mean -WTH! If there was ever such a thing called a rebellious gene, it probably kicked in late. Anyway, had a big fight with my parents and i probably will not recover from it until next month or something...&lt;br /&gt;Well, its good that they went overseas to leave me alone, probably need the time to chill and play and play to forget all this unhappy incidents. Anyway, i realized that i tend to overcome my emo-ness when i play or build something. Building action figures can really get my mind off stuff since i need 100% effort and attention. Also i think the fact that deep down building action figures is certain. I know what the outcome will be and there are no uncertainties after all the final outcome has only one possibility. I wish life could be like that.... &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;but nothing ever goes the way you want it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out on monday to Doby Ghaut on Monday after Mass Dance to play. Went to watch NEW MOON again. After watching it twice, i realised that the movie sucks. Haha but watching Serah and the other girls especially Lydia going ga-ga over Jacon was damm funny. Somemore, Jasper will come and give comments over their reactions. So hilarious. Went home late, around 8 plus. Quite suprised my mother never over-react as she usaully will. Wow, why can't she always be like this? hAHA anyway we also spent like 1 hour plus going around Plaza Sing before deciding what to buy for li zhong's birthday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Was LI ZHONG'S BIRTHDAY !!!&lt;br /&gt;Went to Tampines Sports Hall to play some badminton and realised i kinda sucked at it. But hey, at least i know how to play. Oh on the way to the sports hall, i saw Yu Rong on the bus... dunno if she recognized me or not, and also didn't have the chance to say hi to her. Hmm i wonder if she knew it was me. Thinking back the last time i saw her was like at UBIN this year but the last time we spoke was like 3 years ago. Bummer, in a way as life moves on, friends may also tend to change. That's why i have to cherish all the memories i have now. Anyway after 2 hours of a gruelling badminton match went to parkway to buy Li Zhong's cake while the rest went to the beach. After that they came over to crash my house and agreed that my room is very easy to EMO in, that's why i am probably so EMO. Anyway, glad Li Zhong liked the cake. Went to play Wii afterwards, and seeing them play is realy very hilarious. Especially, Li Zhong and Jasper who were like monkeys. They left quite late and i staright away went to bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i woke up with a flu and fever. Lol. Went to mass dance and survive all the dances. &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;ITS OFFCIAL, I SURVIVED MASS DANCE.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102)"&gt;I am so proud of myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know sometimes endings can really suck. Just Read finish a manga and after everything ended, i felt a part of me just died somehow. It was not like the ending was unsatisfactory but merely i wished that it will go on. Sometimes, when you realize a story or a comic that you love and cherish came to and end, after a while you feel something about you has changed, deep deep down, but you have no idea what that change is and probably never will. Then all you feel is emptiness and you fill it up again by finding else to read and watch. Lol, it is a bit exaggerated but i just can't help feeling this way sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;"If you stand still... nothing change... but if you take one step foward... I have a feeling something will change... and something good will happen."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes however, it is so difficult to take that single step, just wish someone will give me a push in the right direction however....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-4981356245933415283?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/4981356245933415283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/12/firstly-happy-birthday-li-zhong-these.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/4981356245933415283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/4981356245933415283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/12/firstly-happy-birthday-li-zhong-these.html' title='Pre- OGL terror'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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/_YxvpZvxbFjA/Sx-ckplgpDI/AAAAAAAAASk/Hb428J8C0pc/s72-c/image253.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2917151347374887195.post-2457531357589277778</id><published>2009-12-03T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T05:41:17.692-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mahjong + Mass Dance + Trekking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SxeyqYucawI/AAAAAAAAARM/xhWNtvpc0uQ/s1600-h/28112009205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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Been a rough few days and i have mixed feelings. Let's start with something happy. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Went to Jasper's house the other day to play Mahjong.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Very happy :D Finally can go his house. &lt;/span&gt;His room damm cute cause filled with pokemon drawings and all very look alike. His mum is a damm good artist. Moving on before we started to play, we taught Serah the basics and very soon she caught on. Played until 1 am until i going to fall asleep, then luckily Jasper cook instant noodles for me. So that helped to recharge my batteries, but Lydia died so ended up playing 3 MAN MAHJONG. Wahahaha then i luckily first time got the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;3 Great Scholars :D So happy.&lt;/span&gt; After playing from 7 pm to 7 am i went home. My parents came back from Turkey and life went on as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Had Mass Dance practises these past week.&lt;/span&gt; Actually i only went for 2 sessions cause i had an OAC meeting and the other day i had some family matters. Lol i officially cannot dance cause Lydia keep laughing at me. So we had to hide at the back to dance so as to not disgrace Delta and myself. LOL. Lydia dance very well and she keep teaching me the moves. Haiz i am so happy that got someone to accompany me to dance if not i will make a fool of myself every session. Anyway today, Shawn and Brandon were the only 2 Delta house comm. members that came. Had a nice time with them and Shawn also keep laughing at my dance - It's okay, i already accepted my fate that &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I CANNOT DANCE.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;But the worst part is they made me go to the front for dance couple dance&lt;/span&gt;.... OMG... Luckily my partner is Lydia.... unlucky for her. But somehow or another, i managed to survive.. so thanks. After mass dance went off to newton to prepare for &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;BUKIT TIMAH TRAINING......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But before that... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;The damm screwed Vietnam, Hanoi YEE.&lt;/span&gt; I really want to go Year End Expedition, but the dates really suck. I mean i alreday told you guys in advance my december and January is filledand booked for family. That's why originally YEE is in December. Then it changed to Jan, i mean i understand that the others need the subsideis or the teachers, but it feels a bit like i am being sacrificed for the others. Of course, i know that this feelin is wrong but i just can't help feeling it that way. So the best way is to go on the 5th and join you guys half way. Then my parents violently objected to this idea. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Truthfully, it is a waste of money, going to Hanoi for 4 days and pay $500 ++. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;The only reason i am going is really not the trip itself but just to join you all in the YEE and supposedly have fun.&lt;/span&gt; Yet my parents are dead against it and i am dead on it. LOL i really am very tired fighting with parents because of another OAC incident again. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Can someone just save me?? Life is so screwed sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lastly tHe Bukit timah training. It's total GG. First, had to carry&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; 5 X 1.5L bottles&lt;/span&gt; for training. But i only brought like 4.5 L, partly due to the fact that i don't have any more big bottles so had to carry like 7 small bottles instead. The sets of stairs can seriously just die lar. And the weight is so freaking heavy but somehow i survived. Then it started to rain, and we hurried ourselves to the start point. At that time it was 5 p.m and i wanted to go home by 6p.m cause latest i needed to back by 7 p.m. But everyone else wanted to just trek to Mac Ritchie. Then i was like trek until 6 plus then i shall go home, but then the route is completely jungle and deserted. There was no way out until the end. So i just rushed foward at a rather fast speed with Li Zhong cause i think we both wanted to go home very badly. But apparently our pace was too fast, cause i think our weights were lighter and we had our umbrellas instead of ponchos. So we had to wait and wait very long. Oh and Serah sprained her ankle, so our pace had to be slow. Yet me and Li Zhong and eventually Zhu Jun continued at a very fast pace before stopping for them from time to time. I mean to us it's a moderate pace nad probably cause i needed to go home very badly before i die i rushed in a sense. Eventually we reached the bus- stop in the middle of nowhere at 7. 30 p.m. GG for me. Went home late and got scolded. Sianz i shall not talk about sad stuff. Anyway, i am sorry to the team if i walk very fast and appeared to not care about you. Lol i was in a stupid dilema myself. Anyway, we made it and stuff. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;But i will never trek to Mac Ritchie from Bukit Timah again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Lastly, my phone is spoilt, probably due to the rain and jungle. &lt;/span&gt;Some of buttons are all jumbled up. Time for a repair/ new phone. Hopefully is the latter. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; However....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-2457531357589277778?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/2457531357589277778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/12/mahjong-mass-dance-trekking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/2457531357589277778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/2457531357589277778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/12/mahjong-mass-dance-trekking.html' title='Mahjong + Mass Dance + Trekking'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SxeyqYucawI/AAAAAAAAARM/xhWNtvpc0uQ/s72-c/28112009205.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2917151347374887195.post-8577246976605940527</id><published>2009-11-27T04:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T05:22:24.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>W^3 + Complications</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/Sw_INHlQ0wI/AAAAAAAAAQU/iZSYqk5H1I8/s1600/main-500x375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/Sw_INHlQ0wI/AAAAAAAAAQU/iZSYqk5H1I8/s320/main-500x375.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408761805194449666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/Sw_IMte0OwI/AAAAAAAAAQM/IPen0S_ykk0/s1600/27112009202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/Sw_IMte0OwI/AAAAAAAAAQM/IPen0S_ykk0/s320/27112009202.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408761798188088066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/Sw_IMamzxoI/AAAAAAAAAQE/2xb1qmoZCzI/s1600/27112009204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 217px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/Sw_IMamzxoI/AAAAAAAAAQE/2xb1qmoZCzI/s320/27112009204.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408761793121339010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;- Japer and Jubeat shots  Woke up really early in the morning to get to Downtown East for OAC outing.Though i was so tired from stying up late the previous night. Going out again is fun after all. Took a very long bus ride before reaching Pasir Ris. Lol for once i was the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;EARLIEST. Truly a miracle. &lt;/span&gt;Anyway waited for some time before Si Yuan came and we played TAP-TAP. Ate Macs for breakfast, and felt guilty since i keep eating junk food after my parents went overseas and busted so much cash already. After Macs went to queue up for Wild Wild Wet tickets. Actually it's just the girls... the guys which are basically me, Si Yuan and Jasper went to walk around downtown east before deciding to go to the arcade. Once i reach the arcade, instinctively went to play &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;JUBEAT. It is a truly fun but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cash- sapping game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Played a game and wanted to play somemore, but 1 game takes up some time so decided to go back already. By the way, that dude playing Jubeat in the photo is Jasper not me.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; Lol. Jubeat + Addicted = Me. Haiz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back and the tickets were bought already. :D Ended up 7 out of 10 people going for the outing. A bit sad that OAC only has very little members but still better than none... Though Wild wild wet is fun once you played once, it gets a little boring. Went to play all the rides once again before my stomach started to grumble. Suprisingly saw some J2 Seniors there as well. What a shocker, guess their A levels are over. Just when we decided to leave, it started to rain heavily. Wow, talk about lucky. Went to Fish and CO express, who knew they had a fast food Fish and CO(?). Anyway it's real nice and cheap. Crapped for some more before going back home. On the way, i though about some random stuff. Sometime, i can be so contradictory. Today's outing was realy fun cause i managed to get to know about the rest of the team more and somehow i eventually became part of OAC again. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;At times, i hate the activities but the people and things that i have done beacuse of OAC really outweigh the hate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Guess marginal benefit &gt; marginal cost.&lt;/span&gt; It sucks being such an emotional person but that's what a teen is? I only have 1 year left to feel such contradiction so i guess i should cherish it. Looking back, i really am getting older and older... Time flies too fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoiler...&lt;br /&gt;Before my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;EMO&lt;/span&gt; paragraph&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to those who got in... Si Yuan, Lydia, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kee&lt;/span&gt; Wen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back, a message came in saying the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; H3 applications were out.&lt;/span&gt; As i read the message i was like:" crap!" and my stomach was in pain. After reaching home i on-ed the lagging computer &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;before i realised i was accepted.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Estacy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;But my friends were not.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;E.M.O.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;If you ever felt like one moment was joy then the next was despair, that was probably what i felt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; I mean, i  was never really that interested in H3.&lt;/span&gt; The school forced us to decide whether to take it up in just 2 hours, and with support form friends then i decided to apply. I was quite confident that my other classmates will get in and join with me to take on H3. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;But now, i am alone again... &lt;/span&gt;The venue is also at RI, which is totally far... Secondly, my biology is not that strong anyway, it was because of your help that i improved. Thirdly, nobody, i repeat &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;NOBODY expected me to be able to make it anyway.&lt;/span&gt; Not the teachers, my parents and even myself. So how now? Now that you are not with me, what am i supposed to do? I dunno whether you are disappointed with the outcome or not but if you are... don't k. I replied to the school already but i still have 1 month to make up my mind... which is now conflicted. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I mean, it is a great opportunity, but the time, skill and knowledge... I am obviously lacking in that.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;If my friends were around, that could be solved but now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; **** &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lar&lt;/span&gt;. I dunno what to do... Help...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Won't be sleeping well tonight, will probably be isolated in front of the com watching comedies to cheer myself up. However....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-8577246976605940527?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/8577246976605940527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/11/w3-complicity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/8577246976605940527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/8577246976605940527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/11/w3-complicity.html' title='W^3 + Complications'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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/_YxvpZvxbFjA/Sw_INHlQ0wI/AAAAAAAAAQU/iZSYqk5H1I8/s72-c/main-500x375.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2917151347374887195.post-642463439399465913</id><published>2009-11-25T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T00:36:25.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rants + Year End Expe + Late suprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;K as usual i am rotting at home watching DVDs and playing games till 2 am every night/ day. This entire week is a bit sianz cause a lot of plans were canceled last minute like Class chalet and Jasper's stay-over Mahjong session. So life has no meaning and purpose except staring at DVDs and comics. I think i am growing to grow fat from not exercising anymore... Yet i still manage to bust at least 200 bucks once my parents were gone. 60% of that was on food so erm... i am forever hungry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I have no idea whether i have changed or the people have changed, i just don't really feel so linked to OAC anymore. It's still there, i am glad to say but is it wavering and disappearing? Truthfully, NYAA to me is useless, i don't object it but for me i think it will affect not just me but almost everyone else... I mean with the school work, normal OAC activities which are a lot already, we still have to juggle others as well like H3, Tuition fo the lucky few. You asked if i was wiling to sacrifice my social life for OAC, i mean my social life is already damm low and i sacrificed a lot already but i don't think i can totally give up on my friendships and outings just for my present friends. One of my best friends said to me, if you want to be close to your old friends, you have to make the effort, don't be a coward, don't run from them. So i don't think i am ready to give everything else up... i rather give up NYAA if i have no choice. From what  i just typed, Yah i think/ know i grew lazy and forgot the toughness of OAC, so i forgot the urgency and responsibility. I understand what you are trying to say but next time just shut up, they way you said is so Screwed up and it makes people easily pissed. No wonder at times..... You know i already said i need time to adjust my attitude back and i was off-form but if you expect me to be all serious and responsible for every training then just make me quit or st something. I need a break from everything and you. Year end expedition is crap. First, it was December then it was changed to January to cater to the others. Because of that, i gave up my holiday plans and my Temasek internship when i could have had them, but i just forgot about it cause i care for the others as well. Then you said it was 4th, i said it was okay even though i will be back from hong kong on the 3rd night. I am wiling to drag my dead beat body to Vietnam, but now you change it to 3rd. What the hell is that suppose to mean? I though it was confirmed by the school and the rest? I am so not going to fight with my parents over OAC again, i am seriously damm tired of the fights and disappointment talks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;If it's the 3rd then forget about me going to that Vietnam trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Today was a great day for me. Went out with the MRL juniors today, Still glad that MRL is stil surviving and that the senior and junior relationship is as close as ever unlike OAC. It's glad to have juniors who are nice and understanding, i actually forgot that feeling after being J1. Met at kallng leisure park at 12 and bowled. Haha it was an intense battle of bowling and it was fun. For the second round i think everyone bowl till damm pain already cause everyone's score was half of the previous round. LOL. Crapped about MRL, the past, O levels. Hope you guys do well by the way. Wen to Pasta Mania to eat then you guys surprised me with a cake. Haha it was a very nice belated birthday surprise. Thanks :D After that went to Mountbatten CC to play badminton. Who knew librarians could play badminton so well. I play till i sweat like mad. Anyway, i am very proud of what you guys did for MRL. I know its very hard since we are a small club and the teachers are not exactly helpful. Whatever has happened it has already been a year and it was a great year. I still remember it was a joy teaching you guys just like it was a joy having Kai Chun and gang teaching me. Thanks for the cake and outing today, it was like an escape from TJ and back to CCHMS. :D&lt;/span&gt; However...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Yah haha KC, good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;uck for your A levels. I know you're a smart bamboo pole and if i ever see you again i must remember to thank you for all that you have done to help me for that short 1 year. Seeing my juniors unexpectedly made me remind of you. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;P.S Shawn why didn't you go? Lol should catch up soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-642463439399465913?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/642463439399465913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/11/rants-year-end-expe-late-suprise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/642463439399465913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/642463439399465913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/11/rants-year-end-expe-late-suprise.html' title='Rants + Year End Expe + Late suprise'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-594055321912764666</id><published>2009-11-18T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T07:12:07.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eventful days that linger...</title><content type='html'>So much has happened these few days and i pretty much have lots of shit to get out of my chest. Sigh! Anyway this bloody blog is kinda like my express outlet so i am going to spam it. The skin right now totally sucks but until i have the enrgy to find a new one.. it will stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15th Night( 3 days ago)&lt;br /&gt;Well lets start with the MSN conversation with my fellow OACians. It totally sucks, 1st off i really didn't want to go 100K walk at that day since i know i will probably be very very tired tomorrow night and probably can't continue it so i hoped it will be pushed back. But since the rest of team could not make it i kinda just accepted my fate and went with the flow. Hoping that ZIRCA would not rob me of my energy left. Anyway the thing that bugged me the most was CK quitting. Fine, it's great that you agree that you have flaws and that you hate pushing yourself and that you don't like OAC. But at least give me some sort of warning. I am not saying that i don't agree with the rest, at times you can really be damm irritating and whiny. But hey everyone has those stupid moments of weakness and crap, even i have them too. The fact is you didn't bother telling me who is like your friend for three years? Hello? You made your stupid decision and it totally influenced the team in a negative way. I dunno, i just really hope you made the right decision quitting and have no regrets since you yourself first made the decision to join OAC. Lol great so the team of the 12 became 10. Perfect 10 WTF ! It's not so perfect anymore. This 100K walk also showed that the team can be so conflicting. There are those who really want it to the max while some really don't want it and other like me, who are going with the flow even though we may not like it that much. Guess, the only reason why i will go is for that sense of achievement that i am supposed to be feeling !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16th Morning ( 2 days ago)&lt;br /&gt;Woke up really early... as compared to Indonesia. So i had a massive headache when i woke up. Went to school and saw CK who totally treat me like a complete stranger just cause he quitted... Fine, thanks siah. Morning was lame shit cause i expected proper school but we were released early just to get our results back... It was the 1st time were released at like 8 . 50 am. What were we going to do? So early, so me and the 4 gals went to eat Macs 1st since Anooja wanted to collect the monopoly stickers. Along the way met up with Leon and catched up, hmm it's nice that old ties and friendship are still present. After eating went to wtch a movie- Paranormal activity. I know i am supposed to be the guy but i seriously hate horror movies so we and navreen freaked out for like the entire movie while anooja was calm and cool. Lol the movie is kinda lame and boring except the last 10 minutes where the weidest eventshappende but that was enough to spook me. AFter watching movie, to prepare for the Zirca party and the stay over i was suppose to sleep but i just played the ps3 and time passed so fast till it was 6. At that point i knew i was screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16th night ( 2 days ago)&lt;br /&gt;On bus 43 to C's house. As i was in the middle of nowhere, i called her ad asked her where to alight. It was serangoon MRT but i missed it already. Crap! So i had to go all the way to Buangkok and then to Sengkang MRT station. We were supposed to meet at 8 pm. The time was 8.25. Lol i thought i reached already but apparently i had to take the LRT to farnvale. The instructions were a bit unclear so i got lost and was hoping that i made the right decision to go on the LRT. Then, i realised i took the wrong loop. WTH!!! So i had to get off at some weird stop and took a cab before reaching the area. Haiz it was 8. 45 and i was really sorry but apparently HP was also late. Phew. Then we went to ZIRCA, lol the air was so poluted and the place was so damm packed. As we made our way in, the feeling was kinda cool cause it was like a great experience for me. Anyway i didn't do much cause the place was damm packed and i was really sleepy. Like i could sleep at any point. So me and HP went to the 2nd floor to get some snooze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17th morning ( 1 day ago)&lt;br /&gt;Still at Zirca.... but then C went to find us and we left. Bought yalkult and sat by the river to enjoy the river. Lol people were drinking beer and we were drinking yalkult. It was such an irony. Could'nt take it anymore so headed back to home while the rest went to party. C's sofa is realy cool cause it is damm confortable. Played a little mahjong and went to bed. Just wanted to apologze to the guys if i afected your fun in anyway especially C since i wasn't so enthu.&lt;br /&gt;TIME: 7. 30 AM woke up with CT standing in front of me.... What a shock! Lol anyway went with CT and HP to CCHMS cause they had SLC! Yeah it's been so long since i was back. As usual went to my most fave hangout to find Auntie Jenny who is pretty much the same. Crapped for a while and then join the TJ SLC people for some sort of inspirational talk. On my way, saw Japer as well and realised he was as lame as me who came back with nothing better to do. In a lecture where everyone is wearing green and yellow SLC shirts. We were the two outcasts haha. Moving on, met the delta HC people who said i made it to OGL. Haha i din't even go through the proper interview, lol guess i am lucky. Though i do feel that it is a bit unfair to the others, but hey i am a true Delta fans since i pretty much went for all house activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17th afternnon ( 2 days ago)&lt;br /&gt;Had a big fight with my mum over the 100K walk. I didn't tel her it was a 100K walk since she would probably say is a suicidal mission and i am torturing myself, which is probably true. However, i just told her it was an OAC night activity and she said : NO!!! . WHOA! Had a fight and she still said  she would ban me form OAC, STOP me from going to Year end expedition. It was a long and srewed up fight and in the end i really could not go for the walk. Truthfully i was a bit relieved, just a bit since i didnt sleep at all and was still very worn out from the night before. As i told them my plight, the sent a text message saying Gao Liang sprained his anke, i know he didn't and that they just told that to help me out since it would appear more natural.Thanks and Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18th ( Today)&lt;br /&gt;My life is officially over. Spent the whole day doing nothing but watching DVDs AND Playing games. I really had no idea i could watch 8 DVDs straight without dying. Whao. So i am blogging as a form of break before i continue once agian. And i still have school tmr but i just can't stop :D Now the next movie is Harry potter and the half blood prince... Haha hope i have energy tomorrow however...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-594055321912764666?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/594055321912764666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/11/eventful-days-that-linger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/594055321912764666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/594055321912764666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/11/eventful-days-that-linger.html' title='Eventful days that linger...'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-2600237225893461203</id><published>2009-11-15T06:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T00:36:38.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am finally back from Indonesia! Sweet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Not much pics cause i forgot to bring back my charger and hence my phone has low battery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyway i am too lazy to upload any photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Things i love about Indo are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1. Cheap Food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2. Cheap DVDs and Games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;3. Cheap everything else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Things i hate about Indo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1. Bad traffic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2. Language barrier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;3. Constant flooding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Haha but i still love it overall &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hate school and it's starting tomorrow again after OP has ended. Can't wait for all the chalets, outings, parties and 100K(?) Walk. Haha also the Year end expedition is gonna kick ass. Now having some serious OAC conservation online.... not much to say/ do... However....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-2600237225893461203?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/2600237225893461203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/2600237225893461203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/2600237225893461203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-8287884557674208996</id><published>2009-11-08T02:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T03:05:59.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>17 Years + Final OP Prep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/Svairsd0wXI/AAAAAAAAAP8/jQjRlDV-Ht0/s1600-h/08112009180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/Svairsd0wXI/AAAAAAAAAP8/jQjRlDV-Ht0/s320/08112009180.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401683674631815538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SvairVY_ILI/AAAAAAAAAP0/gPk1RyXYLNQ/s1600-h/08112009179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SvairVY_ILI/AAAAAAAAAP0/gPk1RyXYLNQ/s320/08112009179.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401683668437508274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SvaiqwFn9KI/AAAAAAAAAPs/FHbwkn9Afkg/s1600-h/05112009176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SvaiqwFn9KI/AAAAAAAAAPs/FHbwkn9Afkg/s320/05112009176.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401683658424186018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Haha i am 17 years old. Almost the same age as everyone else that i know. Anyway it had been a very cool birthday. Thanks for the early wishes and presents by the lovable CG16/09 and friends. Lol on the day itself, i woke up damm late cause the previous day i had OP Preparation had a normal breakfast when the birthday messages came rushing in. Thanks guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for lunch at some revolving restaurant which is a new experience for me :D though it made me dizzy from eating and turning. Anyway gotta thanks my sisters for flowing the gift from london back to Singapore. Yeah love it ... lol why is 100% genuine leather??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was better, totally love the Thai food there man! It still rocks as ever. And when i was just about to sleep when it was 11 + my mum asked me to open the door cause there was people ringing. So i was like open yourself.. haha then after an onslaught of nagging i opened the door and 6 OACians came singing a birthday songs with a cake. I am seriously damm stunned and i thought i was dreaming. Love the wallet as it will always remind me of OAC and you guys. Went to sleep damm late and had OP the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is finally FINALISED. ALL that's left is tomorrow to come and after tomorrow i will be uncontactable for five days as i will be going back to INDONESIA!!! Whoo hoo !!! Can't wait for OP to be over :D however...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-8287884557674208996?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/8287884557674208996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/11/17-years-final-op-prep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/8287884557674208996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/8287884557674208996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/11/17-years-final-op-prep.html' title='17 Years + Final OP Prep'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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/_YxvpZvxbFjA/Svairsd0wXI/AAAAAAAAAP8/jQjRlDV-Ht0/s72-c/08112009180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2917151347374887195.post-122462655846151911</id><published>2009-11-05T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T00:36:50.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Suprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;OP as usual is quite bothersome. Constant editing and changes. The script constantly changes and life sucks a whole bunch cause my script is not finalised and my last OP practise is tomorrow. To make it worst, i haven't memorize my script yet. To make it even more worse, I and R has to be submitted tomorrow morning and it is my 1st Draft. I mean, though i gave my draft to my "wonderful" PW teacher to mark, he gave pretty much the same and stagnant comments that does not mention whether i am in the right or wrong track. Neither did he provide new ideas or suggestions for me to implement in my I and R. Lol i still can't believe my teacher said he refused to mark my fellow classmates I and R cause he "has a life too." If you want to have a life, then don't be a teacher and don't bother acting like one either. Damm him... I am just gonna submit the same I and R.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The coolest thing that happened today was the surprise. Lol, Charmine came rushing in telling us say Mr. Hsu wanted to see us and i believed her. Then when i reached the canteen they were singing a birthday song then i was like " whose birthday is today?" Lol, they were actually celebrating mine in advance cause they not going school tmr. Thanks BFF!!! (with exclamation marks included) and the class too. I love the chocolate cake and the jumbo birthday card. Thanks very much :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyway, Sam and Charmine came over to my house to crap some more and more importatly, complete our screwed up I&amp;amp;R. Can't wait for 9 Nov- for OP to end, PW to end and the lunch outing at TAIPAN! I want it now!!!! However....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-122462655846151911?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/122462655846151911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/11/early-suprise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/122462655846151911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/122462655846151911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/11/early-suprise.html' title='Early Suprise'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-1616482437336464761</id><published>2009-11-01T05:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T06:17:50.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School sucks, Tiring 120 KM route, OP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/Su2VouBDzKI/AAAAAAAAAPU/qEyHkHgO0O4/s1600-h/31102009173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/Su2VouBDzKI/AAAAAAAAAPU/qEyHkHgO0O4/s320/31102009173.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399136055066872994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/Su2VkHNTPDI/AAAAAAAAAPM/p17b-bNh1UA/s1600-h/30102009166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 219px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/Su2VkHNTPDI/AAAAAAAAAPM/p17b-bNh1UA/s320/30102009166.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399135975929756722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/Su2JiR6EGOI/AAAAAAAAAOs/f78Byfc5kBk/s1600-h/30102009169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 205px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/Su2JiR6EGOI/AAAAAAAAAOs/f78Byfc5kBk/s320/30102009169.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399122750302591202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/Su2JiEZIzBI/AAAAAAAAAOk/1Cu3AOqf_l4/s1600-h/30102009168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 273px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/Su2JiEZIzBI/AAAAAAAAAOk/1Cu3AOqf_l4/s320/30102009168.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399122746674826258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been an ultra weird three days. Firstly, Friday &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/Su2Ji25hXQI/AAAAAAAAAO0/HYZVyQqIlCU/s1600-h/31102009171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/Su2Ji25hXQI/AAAAAAAAAO0/HYZVyQqIlCU/s320/31102009171.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399122760232426754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;was the one of the most screwed days that i had. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Lost my jacket early in the morning, &lt;/span&gt;my friends couldn't submit their Written Report and had to run around to help them out. Thirdly, had to come and help out with my friends that were dropping their &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/Su2JyW-5vRI/AAAAAAAAAO8/TMiEv2PTa84/s1600-h/31102009172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 193px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/Su2JyW-5vRI/AAAAAAAAAO8/TMiEv2PTa84/s320/31102009172.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399123026542968082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;subjects or appealing. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Lastly, i had    to do Oral Presentation all alone &lt;/span&gt;because my group refused to do it as their parts were screwed up by the newly edited Written report. I thought we agreed that we would just do it to train our&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oral skills and communication? Thanks for the abandonment. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Yet the worst thing that happened was " losing" my bag when i went with my friends to find teachers.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The mood itself was damm emo and i had to find my bag missing. Thanks man... that just made my day&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Hao Pu and i had to run around like idiots finding my bag, throughout the time Hao Pu was running around with me and consoling me that kind of made me more chilled but i was still damm scared. Thanks for comforting me, HP :&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I know you ( some other friend, not HP) took my bag as a prank and cause i am the kind of guy that doesn' really care over such petty pranks. But what made me worried was not the notes, the money, the keys or the bag itself. It was the treasures that were kept in the bag. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;They were gifts from past friends and seniors whom i respected and cherished. They cannot be replaced and i treasure them more than anything i have.&lt;/span&gt; I know that you didn't know and i admit i prety much over-reacted.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; I am really SORRY for the words tat i said  but at that point in time i just couldn't withstand my anger.&lt;/span&gt; If your friend didn't tell me that you took my bag i would have probably broken down in anger already. I am sorry for what i said, i just hope that in time this matter will be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that screwed up morning it was time for night cycling. Arrived at the bike store at 7 pm and after arguing about the price we left at 8. After 1 minute of cycling, it rained- Bloody Hell, we had to stop and rest for a while. At 8. 30 when the rain was smaller, we continued cycling and the rain grew stronger but thi time we just hecked it and carried on. Haha what do you know, the rain stopped immediately. It was a nice route all the way till Esplanade but then Samatha had a fall and injured her knee. Ouch, but she recovered and we procceded on. AT 10 i was already very tired and then the worst thing happened.... my tire punctured.  Luckily a lorry came and me and Sze Xian(?) went to NUS to borrow a bike from Eng Wei. As we cycled down this very steep hill, Sze Xian told me to be careful cause Eng Wei fell down here before. Then as i sped downhill it was too fast so i braked. My vision turned 180 degress and two things came to my mind. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;1. Shit! I'm falling&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;2. This is gonna hurt.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Then i felt the impact, like " BOOMZ" haha actually it was more like " BANG"&lt;/span&gt;  AFter that i flew down the hill for like 1 metre from my bike. As i laid down thinking about my injury and the fall, eng wei's bike came into my mind and i was so damm scared tha his bike would be damaged so i ran up to check on it. Luckily it was fine, as or &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;me i recieved new scars and bruises courtesy of OAC. &lt;/span&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chain of the bike kinda spoilt so we had to climb up the slope and ask eng wei to fix it agian. Sorry for all the trouble ex seniors, i really appreciate and love you guys. After my trajic fall we continued to cycle all the way to NTU but it rained again and my bruise was stinging like mad. I couldn't do anything but just push on, cause samantha was doing the same too. As we reached NTU, i was pretty much dead but after a short rest we made it all the way to STU. At this point it was 12. 30, all of us were dead and we pretty much wanted to sleep already. Oh before that we rested at MACS and that's where i got scammed of my coffee.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; I ordered some disgusting Frappacino cause i just wanted to try and it cost $3.00. Lol the $1.80 coffee was much bigger and cheaper, i felt damm scammed lar. I hate Macs.&lt;/span&gt; Moving on we travelled to the Kopitiam near the city area, at this point an importan decision had to be made. 1. Go to sembawang and complete the FULL 120 KM or 2.  Go back to ECP and complete like 90KM which the others did. Though we were whinning and complaing, eventually the votes won and we had to continue cycling. During the last stupid 60KM, onlt 2 thoughts came to my mind. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;1. KO'S FAVOURITE PHRASE " DON'T LEAVE ANY REGRETS"&lt;/span&gt; and 2.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; HAO PU SAID" IF YOU SURVIVED TITANS, YOU CAN SURVIVE ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING ELSE!"&lt;/span&gt; Therefore, with thes two thoughts i pushed on like some crazy dog. The worst part was the Changi connector the ECP route which was 14 KM and we were all sleeping and zig-zaggin so much that random cylists shouted at us to wake up! Lol, that was damm funny. We were like some drunk catepillar, i swear every other cyclist behind us were annoyed that we were causing road obstructions. But when we finally reached the bike shop, the horrible truth was revealed, we only did 112 KM. WHat The hell!!! I cannot take it anymore!!!! But with the thoughts and my teammeates encouragement i pushed on and we did it. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;THE FREAKING FULL 120 KM THAT THE STUPID SCHOOL PLANNED FOR US. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;IT IS SO NOT RIDE FOR FUN IT SHOLD BE LIKE RIDE FOR TORTURE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; SEE THAT ( IMAGE ABOVE) BLOODY DISTO-METER. WE TOOK A FREAKING TOTAL OF 17 HOURS TO TRAVEL 120 KM.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;THROUGHTOUT THE ROUTE, I WAS CURSING THE PERSON WHO PLANNED THE ROUTE AND THE ORGANISER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; BUT WHEN ALL WAS COMPLETED. THE feeling of hapiness was UNBEATBLE.  &lt;/span&gt;After a tiring night/ day , i recieved a scolding rom my mum and some random blabber. At that point i was really just zoned out and i was too tired to care so nothing really went in. I took a nice hot bath an&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; slept from like 2pm  till 8 am the next day. &lt;/span&gt;I know i am a pig, so what! Try staing awake and cycle 120 KM before calling me a pig. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;WE ARE NOW OFFICIALY THE ONLY GORUP OF CRAZY PEOPLE THAT TRULY COMPLETED THE 120KM. OAC RULES HARD-CORE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was OP the full day. I can't belive everything has improved so much and so much was done already. All that's left is a dry rehearsal tmr and it is done. 1 more stupid week and PW will be over completely. No more worrying about grades or commitment to the school. Damm i hope it arrives soon. Anyway i know tmr, you guys have a higher monther tounge exam, beit chinese or Hindi, i wish you guys all the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to rest and slack off, however....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-1616482437336464761?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/1616482437336464761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-has-been-ultra-weird-three-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/1616482437336464761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/1616482437336464761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-has-been-ultra-weird-three-days.html' title='School sucks, Tiring 120 KM route, OP'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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/_YxvpZvxbFjA/Su2VouBDzKI/AAAAAAAAAPU/qEyHkHgO0O4/s72-c/31102009173.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2917151347374887195.post-7096164963955071573</id><published>2009-10-29T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T00:37:03.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>H3, Project Work and 120K Night Cycling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;All right firstly i am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;damm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; happy that everyone in my class can promote. I am sure you can do it too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; sure, our class dropped again and we are now the bottom ten but i believe that having all 25 of our classmates promoting is a bliss itself. One shouldn't expect too much. Yah i am also damm happy with my grades. Seriously as compared to my JCT scores whereby my highest grade then is a D, i have literally improved by leap and bounds. So i am damm happy about that. A bit sad about my econs though probably because i keep sleeping in class every lesson my class participation marks is kinda low, so i am a bit sad. Guess i should stop sleeping in class but i seriously can't help it man! Econs can be such a bore at times. Anyway, apparently i can take up H3 and after lots of consultation and support i tried to go for H3 biology since it is my favourite subject. Anyway, the thing that irks me the most is that no one ( including myself) expected such high grades from me , i mean i always slack and sleep in class but it kinda hurts that actually deep down most of the teachers look down on me. It's like some screwed up feeling. hOWEVER, I am still glad that i hav a group of friens that support and encourage me always. Thanks Char and Sam plus lots more... Hee hee. ANyway not very confident in taking biology but it was partly due to the fact that Char is taking it so you better get in together with me and don't leave me all alone. I will be damm scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Erm, okay i have always wondered why other PW groups are so stressed about PW but today i think i finally understand why. Today, was the 1st time out group spent 12 hours working together on our screwed WR to make it a hell lot better. Though i spend like 2 hours playing icy tower and slacking, the other 10 hours were really nothing but WR and WR. Just to make it for tomorrow's submission. At last our PW group is finally acting like a real PW group. Though teachers said our original WR is a screwed case, whereby it is impossible for us to get an A, after working our ass off i think even if we didn't get an A we should still be proud. Haha good job guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Time left for submission: 10 Hours and counting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Night cycling is freaking tmr, i can't wait for it man! Wow! 120 km finally it is our turn. I really hope that we can go as OAC group alone as we really need the bonding time and the whole team has not been together for a long time. There is finally an event in which all of us can go together so i am damm psyched!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-7096164963955071573?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/7096164963955071573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/10/h3-project-work-and-120k-night-cycling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/7096164963955071573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/7096164963955071573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/10/h3-project-work-and-120k-night-cycling.html' title='H3, Project Work and 120K Night Cycling'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-3718181786158711596</id><published>2009-10-26T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T06:56:10.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Results + Swave Boarding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SuWcFcaKyKI/AAAAAAAAAOM/LUzOu2Aqy2I/s1600-h/26102009165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SuWcFcaKyKI/AAAAAAAAAOM/LUzOu2Aqy2I/s320/26102009165.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396891345812637858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SuWcE3hDsOI/AAAAAAAAAOE/rdzg0SOQLLk/s1600-h/26102009164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SuWcE3hDsOI/AAAAAAAAAOE/rdzg0SOQLLk/s320/26102009164.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396891335909421282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the day we got back our results for promos. Quite happy for my results. A bit sad for Econs cause i screwed one essay - screw oligopoly. But at least i aced the other essay. I love Inflation. Bio was much better than expected, i seriously wasn't expecting a high mark. Well mugging with Charmine helps a bunch. My grades have soared as compared to June Common Test. And it's all thanks to all my friends and buddies so thanks! After that went eat lunch with Sam and the rest before returning to school. Played Swave boarding since i was bored and Anooja had a meeting at 4. Haha i was playing happily at the corridor but the BETA people washing the bags came so i was a bit embaressed and ran up to the sports Complex to play. As what Anooja said it really just takes 10 minutes to learn, so cool thanks anooja. Anyway i was playing li zhong, si yuan and joan came to play as well and we continued to swave all the way til 4 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now icing my arms hoping it will heal faster. Though my grades are good and i don't have to worry about retaining or my parents scolding me, i am worried about my friend's safety. There is no point in celebrating if you are celebrating alone. I know you guys studied and did your best and yet your grades suck. I know that feeling when i had B3 for my chinese for O Levels. I really don't know what to say but remember that there is always moderation and there is always hope. Don't give up guys and cheer up. There is PW, which is A levels hence more important than Promos.  Don't emo anymore...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-3718181786158711596?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/3718181786158711596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/10/results-swave-boarding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/3718181786158711596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/3718181786158711596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/10/results-swave-boarding.html' title='Results + Swave Boarding'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SuWcFcaKyKI/AAAAAAAAAOM/LUzOu2Aqy2I/s72-c/26102009165.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2917151347374887195.post-1554986596910280331</id><published>2009-10-24T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T06:55:56.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TITANS !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SuLZPUHN5YI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Xi3l99efbmI/s1600-h/24102009162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 219px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SuLZPUHN5YI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Xi3l99efbmI/s320/24102009162.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396114160663520642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SuLZwbwG4-I/AAAAAAAAAN8/JVtp3wQZjQ0/s1600-h/8330_158622319204_595959204_2773054_6143746_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SuLZwbwG4-I/AAAAAAAAAN8/JVtp3wQZjQ0/s320/8330_158622319204_595959204_2773054_6143746_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396114729649759202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SuLZwQ_JV0I/AAAAAAAAAN0/g7k6LiTg3bg/s1600-h/8330_158622314204_595959204_2773053_5673921_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 182px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SuLZwQ_JV0I/AAAAAAAAAN0/g7k6LiTg3bg/s320/8330_158622314204_595959204_2773053_5673921_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396114726760044354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SuLZwEQTp0I/AAAAAAAAANs/xycbjfLaNbA/s1600-h/8330_158621379204_595959204_2772941_2411790_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 158px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SuLZwEQTp0I/AAAAAAAAANs/xycbjfLaNbA/s320/8330_158621379204_595959204_2772941_2411790_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396114723342362434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SuLZv_wYEwI/AAAAAAAAANk/Q-0OGfov52E/s1600-h/8330_158621369204_595959204_2772940_236886_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 151px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SuLZv_wYEwI/AAAAAAAAANk/Q-0OGfov52E/s320/8330_158621369204_595959204_2772940_236886_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396114722134692610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       Delta&lt;br /&gt;DRAGONS  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;TITANS Rocks! &lt;/span&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Fight On &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ALways&lt;/span&gt; !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titans 2009 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;RoCKED&lt;/span&gt; My Life. No Regrets and No Worries. All i feel is happiness and Bliss !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;OAC&lt;/span&gt; was the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;RIGHT&lt;/span&gt; choice!&lt;/span&gt; I am glad that i stayed On!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SuLZQXMtydI/AAAAAAAAANc/XZfWMasbvYE/s1600-h/8330_158584599204_595959204_2772578_2584294_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 167px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SuLZQXMtydI/AAAAAAAAANc/XZfWMasbvYE/s320/8330_158584599204_595959204_2772578_2584294_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396114178671757778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SuLZPhMbONI/AAAAAAAAANE/aBOM6M3dTWw/s1600-h/8330_158583654204_595959204_2772448_7807047_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 154px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SuLZPhMbONI/AAAAAAAAANE/aBOM6M3dTWw/s320/8330_158583654204_595959204_2772448_7807047_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396114164175026386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SuLZPyOe2KI/AAAAAAAAANU/cziKPl8uuXY/s1600-h/8330_158584534204_595959204_2772569_3044015_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 159px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SuLZPyOe2KI/AAAAAAAAANU/cziKPl8uuXY/s320/8330_158584534204_595959204_2772569_3044015_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396114168747055266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recap: The fun and hell time of Titans. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Damm&lt;/span&gt; i      wish that i could go back in time and take part in Titans again.&lt;/span&gt; At the end of the entire Titans, there was a sense of relief but the feeling of accomplishment, pride and satisfaction was the &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SuLZPxubNwI/AAAAAAAAANM/17vjHotm_1k/s1600-h/8330_158583994204_595959204_2772495_7526106_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 312px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SuLZPxubNwI/AAAAAAAAANM/17vjHotm_1k/s320/8330_158583994204_595959204_2772495_7526106_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396114168612599554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;best. Next year when we are going to plan for Titans i hope to give the participants the same emotions i felt. Pain then satisfaction. That's the ultimate combination. I saw my Titans results posted up it was not very good but nonetheless i am satisfied with it overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day of Titan:&lt;br /&gt;Came school at 11 with my dead arms and saw my class took part in inter games. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt; can't believe we won table tennis and Delta won volleyball thanks to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kee&lt;/span&gt; Wen. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Yesh&lt;/span&gt;! GOT 70 DOLLAR VOUCHER!! Woo! As the destined time of 2 pm approached a feeling of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;estacy&lt;/span&gt; came about as well as a sense of fear. The 7km run was seriously the best run i ever had. It felt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;damm&lt;/span&gt; short and i wasn't like totally dead beat tired. Yet, the bags were really heavy and it not for the stronger titans in Delta i don't think we could have made it. But at least we came in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;FIRST FOR THE 7km RUN! &lt;/span&gt;That is something they can never take away from us and we should be proud of it. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;We are not a house to be messed with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Log throw was the best. It was hard on the muscles but the feeling of throwing and catching the log is the best. Though we were slower and more careful,  we were the only house that never ever dropped the log. And for that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;OAC&lt;/span&gt; is grateful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. The results came out and though we did not win, we are truly winners at heart. Titans has really opened up my mind and exposed me to new surroundings and friends. For that i am truly grateful and very very very glad that i stayed on throughout the entire crazy event. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;AM&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; TI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;TAN&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;/span&gt; The Experience through the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;event&lt;/span&gt; really made me grow and now i am just missing the entire event. 2 Full days without PW, Homework, Stress. What more can i ask? During 22 - 23 October 2009, School became the best hang out ever. Truly very cool. Lastly, i am very happy to all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;OACians&lt;/span&gt; who won medals &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; thanks for proving that we are not losers as compared to our seniors. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;damm&lt;/span&gt; proud &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;siah&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;AFter&lt;/span&gt; the entire gruelling event, we had a talk with our seniors which was cool and entertaining. The talk itself was not the main point, it was the fact that the seniors came back and the fact they were like us once before or that we will be like them someday that was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;damm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;intriging&lt;/span&gt; and cool. After &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;tha&lt;/span&gt; long &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;taks&lt;/span&gt; all that's left is to CELEBRATE!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt; it's been so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;lomg&lt;/span&gt; since i ate fast food. I haven eaten &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt; in like 1 month since i swore it off for Titans. Crapped with our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;OAC&lt;/span&gt; team till 12 plus. That was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;damm&lt;/span&gt; fun too bad we could not stay overnight. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Haiz&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;ANyway&lt;/span&gt; took the last bus home and i slept like a log till 1 pm today. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt; i am some power pig that slept for 13 hours &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. I love Titans but hate it for screwing my arm. Yet, i still love TITANS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Quote ever: " See This ( points at muscles- Biceps), It's not Big it's Swollen"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; want my results to come back on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt;, a bit worried but i am quite confident in promoting fully.  However...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-1554986596910280331?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/1554986596910280331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/10/delta-rocks-fight-on-recap-of-all-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/1554986596910280331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/1554986596910280331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/10/delta-rocks-fight-on-recap-of-all-fun.html' title='TITANS !!!'/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SuLZPUHN5YI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Xi3l99efbmI/s72-c/24102009162.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2917151347374887195.post-4481326375648924836</id><published>2009-10-22T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T07:46:53.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Titans was a hell- joy ride.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't sleep at all the previous night due to the anxiety as well as the throbbing pain passing through my biceps. Came school kinda late and when i arrived the Titans participants have gathered and previous &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OAC&lt;/span&gt; batches of seniors were there. There was a feeling of remoteness but a sense of feel for my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt;. I mean how many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt; can have over 10 batches of seniors coming back to school just to help one another out. Hunky guys are pretty girls were there, all gathered in our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;OAC&lt;/span&gt; room and that itself is kinda cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the Salon Pas i applied to my arms i still screwed up my run. What the hell? My running practically disgraced &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;OAC&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lar&lt;/span&gt;. Sorry. The rest were up to standards and my sit ups were godly. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;but i still lost to someone else. Felt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;damm&lt;/span&gt; pissed because if i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; have my arm injury i could have won but then my opponent trained hard to so i guess i feel fine if he's the one taking the trophy. Still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to salvage my dead arm, after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lunch&lt;/span&gt;, i bought a gigantic $5.20 ice pack filled with 5 kg of ice cubes and just spammed it all over my two biceps. The cool and the pain. Even though i applied for like 2 hours ++ my arm is still in pain and it cannot stretch. 5 pm was approaching and the critical decision had to be made - whether or not i should sub out. Boss said that it is up to me and how i feel. Well i didn't want to screw the team up but Titans was kinda my dream so after thinking for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;damm&lt;/span&gt; long i still decided to join despite the bloody pain. Sorry, i kinda lied that my arm was a lot better when in fact it wasn't. But i made my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;decision&lt;/span&gt; and i pushed hard to not let the team down. bicep curls were screwed up i did my best and stretched as far out as i can though i think i made some no counts, i made it up with the log sit ups to prove that not subbing out was the right choice. I don't know how the other Titans felt about it but still i think i did acceptably well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titans has been screwed in a sense that i didn't win and my running was shit like. But i did push and i did train so when i lost i was agitated and pissed off. But after a while, the feeling was gone, cause i knew i had done my best. Though it may be a failure i will not be on my list of regrets. Joining OAC was the right choice and continuing with Titans was right, i wondered if i had succumbed to the pain how the hell would i feel now. Left out? Stunned?Nothing? Hmm... guess its glad i never will know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we came in last, the competition is still on the way and there is still the individual scores and the penalties. So don't give up and push on guys. Nonetheless, no matter who wins the medal i still think that the winner is still us cause we learn something, made new friends and accomplished something that we have thought to be impossible to do. Tomorrow is still a long day and i am still gonna rest my arms now or i will die during log throw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, after a tiring day i would like to thank 2 people. One was Hao Pu and the other lydia. Hao Pu thanks for crapping with me and giving me moral support when i was dying. Also thanks for lending your shirt to be used as an ice pack. Thanks a lot. To lydia who pushed me on, throughout the entire titans and told me that doing your best is enough. Thanks for reminding me not to add Titans to my list of regrets as well. I ts not there now. Anyway you said you doubted your abilities as a Chief Instructor but i think what you did today more than prove that i made the right decision in nominating you as the CI. So don't fret too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets all go on for Titans tomorrow, and i wish night cycling can be postponed cause i am going to die if it is after Titans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-4481326375648924836?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/4481326375648924836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/10/titans-was-hell-joy-ride.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/4481326375648924836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/4481326375648924836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/10/titans-was-hell-joy-ride.html' title=''/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-4798341620976776824</id><published>2009-10-21T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T06:21:47.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/St8AqdcN-iI/AAAAAAAAAM0/lxh0QWj8scs/s1600-h/21102009159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/St8AqdcN-iI/AAAAAAAAAM0/lxh0QWj8scs/s320/21102009159.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395031608070634018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;EMOTIONAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;E.M.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Morning looking at the morning sun atop the roof was a nice feeling. Time seemed to pass so slowly and the breeze was refreshing. But the topic was most unpleasant and rather... Well, we gathered atop the roof in the early morning to discuss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;OAC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; stuff. Rather than stuff it should be like more of incidents -  Trainings. Future. Titans.I do feel a bit sad about what i said but i do not regret it nor do i feel bad about it cause it is my own opinion and that that's how i probably feel. The discontent and discomfort was obvious among everyone and there were those who had sides and those who were sitting on the fence. What are we going to do??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Once again today was a fruitless and boring PW day. We edited our previously utter rubbish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;EOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. But this new &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;EOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; is probably rubbish too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. PW sucks. Oh before i forget, happy birthday Katie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yuen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; took so long to reply my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;sms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. Back to life, i was stoning in the classroom. Given my current boredom then, i followed Sam to his cycling talk and i saw... I dunno whether it was a blessing or a curse. I saw what i didn't want to see. But the sight of what i saw made me kinda calm and happy, yet feelings that i tried to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;suppress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; and throw away floated back. Feelings of doubt appeared and it feels exactly like what I felt in May. I am stuck again, at the same intersect. I want to walk down both roads yet at the same time i don't want to walk also.I bet nobody understands this entire paragraph. Yet this is the reason why i am back to being Emotional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Went for lunch with Charmine and Sam at Pizza Hut. Didn't mean to Pang- seh OAC team but i know you guys will understand that i also need to bond with people in my class once in a while. It was an enjoying and entertaining lunch. We ate and crapped all the way till 2 plus cause i need go school back by 3 and Charmine got Volley ball at 5. We joked about life in TJ, our results and our past schools and friends. Life was so vivid then but as i grow older it seems like i start to forget past memories. Anyway it was an enjoyable lunch and it helped to keep my mind out of random thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Went back to school and helped Si Yuan with the Titans Logistics. Is it luck or a curse?As i went down, i saw the same scene again as if there was something important about today that i am forgetting. As i saw the scene pass by i thought of random thoughts again, and my brain was thrown into utter chaos once again. Why can't someone appear in my dreams and tell me what to do? Why? Damm it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;On top of all this Emotional Rubbish, Titans is tomorrow and as much as i want to dream and hold on to the hope that there is a possibility of winning. Deep down i think it's impossible but deeper down i hope i am wrong. Sianz, only time will tell. Doomsday on 23 October 6 pm. Results of Titans will be out by then. This crappy feeling is it the feeling of athletes who want to win so badly but know that their chances are a mere 10% or less?But still 10% is always better than 0% so then why am i so doubtful of myself. Not to mention my arms are killing me. The training on tuesday killed of the muscles and i think i tore a ligament, Yet Titans is tomorrow. I don't want to bring the team down. Screwed up and stressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;" Do your best for Titans. Don't let OAC down." A message sent down by the team.&lt;/span&gt; I felt weird after reading this message. I will try not to let the team down but i think i probably &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;have/had&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;EMOTIONAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;E.M.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-4798341620976776824?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/4798341620976776824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/10/emotional-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/4798341620976776824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/4798341620976776824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/10/emotional-e.html' title=''/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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/_YxvpZvxbFjA/St8AqdcN-iI/AAAAAAAAAM0/lxh0QWj8scs/s72-c/21102009159.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2917151347374887195.post-2719976694804710816</id><published>2009-10-19T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T07:44:45.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;K i am officially damm tired.&lt;/span&gt; Tired is an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't sleep a whole lot yesterday and still had to wake up at 8 am in the morning to go to Pasir Ris to play somemore. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I swear playing so much in just four days can also be a chore. &lt;/span&gt;But thats the feeling of joy after Promos. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;K first i went to Pasir ris Interchange. I boarded the bus and slept... missed the stop and ended back in the interchange. Damm i swear i looked like an idiot.Lol maybe i just am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this time i made sure i was awake. Anyway when i reached i searched high and low before finding the OAC team at the arcade.Lol wanted to play JUBEAT with Jasper but 3 bloody idiots were hooging the machine and 1 of the machine was under repair. So ended up buying breakfast at MACS.  I was going to fall asleep again but then Jasper, Zhu jun and Li zhong brought a &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;coffee &lt;/span&gt;for me. Thanks:&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha they said it was free. But i thought Macs always cheat money where got free food one.  So i think you all buy for me right? Haha anyway Thanks! Lol because of that coffee i survived the entire day Wee. Anyway went back to arcade. THE MACHINE IS FIXED YES!!!! BUT THE THREE IDIOTS CONTINUED TO PLAY AND PLAY and hogged two machines. We got damm pissed off so we went to play Pool.&lt;br /&gt;Haha despite being a noob teaming up with Jasper made us win all three sets so fun. I learned a few tricks too. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K happily went to queue to go &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Wild WIld Wet&lt;/span&gt;..... Once in wah so fun keep playing and splashing and sliding. Whee.... sorry 1st time go there wad.Lol. Played from 2 to 6, very sad less than half the team went but then thats life and our team. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After playing so much and sleeping for like only 10 hours in the past 4 days &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;i have to go school, i hate going school after like holidays totally no mood and tmr is like gonna be so damm productive .... (?) Why is the school so retarded we can do so much more if there was a break! Wahhhh..... &lt;/span&gt;i am screwed for OP tmr which i totally never prepare and i got Titans training. What a joy. K actualy training is fine. I need to warm up my muscles. But OP is screwed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap! Serah's missing dunno wad happened to her. Everyone's stunned and shocked. When we called her at Pasir Ri thought she having PW. Now dunno where is she and she's lost. Damm scary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k she's found... Brainwashed.... .&lt;br /&gt;I'm freaked out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-2719976694804710816?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/2719976694804710816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/10/k-i-am-officially-damm-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/2719976694804710816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/2719976694804710816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/10/k-i-am-officially-damm-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-3264658592624330882</id><published>2009-10-17T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T07:16:19.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Promos has ended. Whee.... But somehow the feeling of relief and joy is very different. After it ended there was joy but after a while the feeling was gone. Why? Is it cause i am too used to such exams or cause i never put in my best hmm maybe i was too preoccupied with other stuff. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great time after Promos though.Went to cycle around East Coast like no tomorrow, the wind, the speed, the bikes and the sand. Everything's just nice and the world seemed so still and calm. Whoever said looking at the sea would calm you down was really right. Thoughts have been entering my mind in and out. Should or Should i not? Hmm... as i think i am so wasting my life but i just cant stop thinking. Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titans is on its way.No feeling to train at all. Mood's gone but i am trying to get it back. Yet, the anticipation of the event is still there. The briefing was long but interesting with all the crap talking with my fellow oac Titans Mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playedmahjong today damm happy. Forgot how many rounds liao think maybe like 20? Dunno never mind after round 1 of mahjong, Round 2 is just around the corner. Waiting for Round to start, so i shall savour my mini holiday before the results are out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLAY! PLAY! PLAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-3264658592624330882?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/3264658592624330882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/10/promos-has-ended.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/3264658592624330882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/3264658592624330882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/10/promos-has-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-8383019496580471732</id><published>2009-09-30T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T07:51:26.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My 10th post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, guess i haven been blogging much.Lol my old blog had like over 60 post and it toolme one year to get 10. Lol must be the mugging influence of TJ. Very happy :D. Passed chem and passed well for Biology. Mugging with friends are really damm effective.Damm haha got to thank for being so patient and constantly teaching me how acid and alcohol react and why cancer is dangerous and harmful. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training has come to a stop due to a pain in my ass. Literally. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promos is coming in god knows when and i am feeling the pressure. Damm this is like worse than Prelims can. Lol secondary 4 prelims i was still secretly playing DOTA and PS2. Haha... Too tired and there is still a chem test tmr, Yup another chem test. The AGONY....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;People have finished their promos and what i am doing?Mugging and Blogging. Damm it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sianz i really hope promos end so that i can go WILD! Arghhh! Mahjong!!! You better remember your promise of that 48 rounds of Mahjong Session! Haha Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-8383019496580471732?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/8383019496580471732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-10th-post-haha-guess-i-haven-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/8383019496580471732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/8383019496580471732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-10th-post-haha-guess-i-haven-been.html' title=''/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-7842038215306530992</id><published>2009-09-25T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T06:00:03.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Not suppose to be blogging as i made a promise to not touch the com unless its related to work. But i am distressing from work so i guess this is another form of work. An excuse? Yeah probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a mix good and bad week. Bio and Chem test and OP screwedup my life but i guess it made me realise if i study efforts will translate into results and that PROMOS are freaking coming. Push On!!! The best thing that ever happened to me was that i did damm well for MATHS Test 17/25 1st time i ever passed. Haha when Mr Ho said:" When some of you put in effort it shows, i was damm happy!" Bio was okay but i think i did well for chem. On the other hand i know i minused a few marks. For my OP i screwed it up big time but then again.... so its okay. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For TITANS getting closer and closer to my target but so is my opponenet. I will train like some dog but i think so will him. That Trophy is either mine or his its just a matter of time and effort and determination. How? Today i was so close to beating his record but i screwed up. The truth will only appear on that day- that FATED 21 OR 22 OCTOBER ! Luck is crucial !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo; Its not like we dont know we are there but you ignore me and i ignore you. But can you blame me after what you implied. What did i say/ do wrongly. Why can't things go back to as what it was in the past. Is it really so difficult then again i guess nothing will ever be normal. I just hope as time passes... all will be seen as lame joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam stress is killing me its like in 2 weeks and here i am blogging Lol. Not saying that i am well prepared but after mugging the entire Organic Chem, 6 Fat - ass Chapters of Biology and 7 tutorials in just freaking 1 week i really need to chill down and slack a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life as a whole sucks much as my friend sucks a lollipop. But at least my grades are improving. For my CCA i realised i have regrets which can no longer be changed and i hope that TITANS will not be an addition to one of the failure but rather as my success. What else is there? Tmr is the weekend and i will probably spend it mugging like a freak. Whee just hope that it passes fast and i can enjo my holidays or whatever holidays i will have left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-7842038215306530992?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/7842038215306530992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/09/not-suppose-to-be-blogging-as-i-made.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/7842038215306530992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/7842038215306530992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/09/not-suppose-to-be-blogging-as-i-made.html' title=''/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-7540501934407100142</id><published>2009-09-02T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T08:44:08.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its been so long and so much time has passed.&lt;br /&gt;Went Back to school on teacher's day felt very happy but also a bit sad. Everyone has changed a lot and feelings has also dwindled in time. Old friends that i use to say hi so easily now we just simply smile at each other and walk past but still happy everyone's doing fine.&lt;br /&gt;Went to CCHMS first thing is to run to the library hoping to find old seniors, friends and thank the best librarian in the world. Ironically, even though i was there for 2 years i forgot it was lunch break so decided to go with the class to find the other teachers first. Simply show my face and continue to find old friends. After all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;going back to CC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HMS my goals are simply: 1. Friends 2. Seniors 3. Auntie Librarian 4. Teachers. And they are in order lol. Sec 2 classmates have changed so much, their face , attitude, looks and i just can't help thinking of what we were when we were friends sitting side by side and sharing notes and cheaing on tests and even gambling under the tables. Haha nice memores siah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went with FLY to PP to eat lunch. Ask the rhino to come along and there was a total of 15 ppl there so cool siah. Crapped so much and got to know whats happening in each other's live. Then went home to mug like some mugger and prepare fot JTS the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO damm tired and tmr still need to stay back so i shall just stop here haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/Sp6SpgZeMJI/AAAAAAAAAMs/OlfG9RM4qzc/s1600-h/FLY+outing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/Sp6SpgZeMJI/AAAAAAAAAMs/OlfG9RM4qzc/s320/FLY+outing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376896246896013458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~Old Memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-7540501934407100142?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/7540501934407100142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-been-so-long-and-so-much-time-has.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/7540501934407100142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/7540501934407100142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-been-so-long-and-so-much-time-has.html' title=''/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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/_YxvpZvxbFjA/Sp6SpgZeMJI/AAAAAAAAAMs/OlfG9RM4qzc/s72-c/FLY+outing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2917151347374887195.post-7884385848572120337</id><published>2009-07-26T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T06:29:35.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Still sick. Flu's gone but the sore throat is still there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Spent my day wisely by mugging like no tomorrow with occasional breaks. Lol. :&gt; So Proud!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Haha after all with my saturdays all gone, my only time left to study is probably Sundays. Showed my mum themy result slip with teacher's comments and as expected she was pissed. And we had another fight. Seriously quite pissed about constantly fighting with her because of CCA. I mean i undertand my grades have dropped and i am always tired and drawn but i mean i chose this road and she agreed to it. It's not like im an oblivious dummy, i care about my grades as much as her and i feel stressed about the grades i am getting. Scolding me constantly is not going to help me out much and the teachers aren't doing much to help solve my problems. I seriously dunno what to do. And OAC keeps getting busier and busier. Having to stay back almost everyday, is so frustrating.I have no time for anything seriously. No games, no Tv...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Ahh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I have no Life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-7884385848572120337?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/7884385848572120337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/07/still-sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/7884385848572120337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/7884385848572120337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/07/still-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-5211534248850734151</id><published>2009-07-20T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T08:21:09.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Hmm.. dunno why i suddenly have the urge to blog... guess I'm bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Life's been a screwed piece of shit lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I have an ultra bad sore throat but i still have to go school tmr, Sam thinks he's got H1N1 and damm i just wish my sister will let me sleep and totally skip School. My grades in JCT have been totally wiped out from Student's portal since i participated in AYG. Haha some irony, my grades were average but seeing them otally get wiped out and my grades becoming N.A felt uber depressing. Not like i did well, i did damm badly... but  just felt weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;CCA'S a bloody mess. Got tons to do and i am naturally at a loss. @!@%$^$* Great!!! Not that i hate OAC but geez i really need to let off some steam. I need a freaking break~ Training's on wed can't wait for that day to come...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Haiz still totally worried about the bloody doppleganger N mentioned to me yesterday. Made me remeber what happened in Sec2. That was bloody scray but it made me recall a lot about my past and it made me realised i miss it so. Ha i really hoped i could continue studying in CCHMS for another 2 years or so. Seeing old friends and him again will really help me get my mind off this bloody mess I'm in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Oh the story right, it was a totally random morning, and i came to class earlier than usual. As i went to my seat i accidentally bumped into Dawn or stepped on her foot, either way i felt her physical presence. I apologised but she never replied. Life went on as usual till afternnon where i realised her seat was empty. I asked around and realised Dawn didn't come to school. gREAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;!!! But it wasn't only me others saw it too.. and so who was theperson i bumped?? I was quite sure it was Dawn since it WAS her seat and it Was her hairtyle but Damm!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Well, i totally forgot about it till N called me and she told me Dawn sister experienced something familiar before so hence came the theory of a doppleganger eisting in the world!! Wooo.. Anyway it freaked me out badly and it resulted in me having this bllody Cough!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I just wish i could turn back time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-5211534248850734151?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/5211534248850734151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/07/hmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/5211534248850734151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/5211534248850734151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/07/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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-2917151347374887195.post-2719369926832747760</id><published>2009-02-20T23:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T23:57:45.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School has started and the workloads a killer. Lectures are very dull and there are many tests coming up. However life is still fun, i enjoy my CG and my PDP a.k.a my CCA. ODAC's a total killer. Really. Lol i understand why there are so many ppl who quit it. Hopefully i can survive all the trainings. My arms totally dead right now, and why i can i do pull ups? I could do a lot when i was in chung cheng? Has my weight shot up a lot or is it the bar's fault? I chosse to blame the bar! Haha heres the ODAC tower which i totally love. Wee. I love climbing the tower. Its so fun. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SZ-vz9P9WzI/AAAAAAAAAMc/1IJclW5v8MU/s1600-h/20022009046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SZ-vz9P9WzI/AAAAAAAAAMc/1IJclW5v8MU/s320/20022009046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305152193215421234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Cool Logo-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SZ-veA2bTuI/AAAAAAAAAL0/LseBknojM34/s1600-h/19022009040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SZ-veA2bTuI/AAAAAAAAAL0/LseBknojM34/s320/19022009040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305151816224952034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tower -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SZ-vd5kxyZI/AAAAAAAAALs/JL3X-Z_25x0/s1600-h/17022009039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SZ-vd5kxyZI/AAAAAAAAALs/JL3X-Z_25x0/s320/17022009039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305151814271879570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tower-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All CCAs seem to be tough, even choir requires you to run around the school. Grr but ODAC training is like shit, if the chung cheng ppl weren't there i guess i wont survive. So thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training&lt;br /&gt;- 4 km jog with sprinting&lt;br /&gt;- pull ups&lt;br /&gt;- climbing walls&lt;br /&gt;- 100m crabwalk&lt;br /&gt;- monkey bar&lt;br /&gt;- Jacob's stupid ladder&lt;br /&gt;- light jogging&lt;br /&gt;- push ups&lt;br /&gt;- sit ups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell shit but the only thing i hate is that bloddy ladder. I am the only freaking person who cant climb over that ladder i even fell. If i had an axe i would probably chop it down. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SZ-vzseB76I/AAAAAAAAAMU/1s_Sc2mBWvo/s1600-h/20022009045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SZ-vzseB76I/AAAAAAAAAMU/1s_Sc2mBWvo/s320/20022009045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305152188711038882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My arch enemy ( Jacob's ladder)-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol other than CCAs my life is pretty tied down with the work. Haha guess TJ is really a mugger place. Im even mugging on weekdays and weekends. Life is so different from secondary school. Haiz. I wonder when can we have a 4LY class outing? i miss our class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SZ-veYqXFDI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ioKxZRuyn4M/s1600-h/20022009041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SZ-veYqXFDI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ioKxZRuyn4M/s320/20022009041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305151822616794162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My balloon and chin kiat's i pod-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SZ-vd18yWlI/AAAAAAAAALk/TbjabWaNyfM/s1600-h/17022009038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SZ-vd18yWlI/AAAAAAAAALk/TbjabWaNyfM/s320/17022009038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305151813298838098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Cool sky view-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Zhen wei i never upload that photo so you better invite me into your blog haha!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-2719369926832747760?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/2719369926832747760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/02/school-has-started-and-workloads-killer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/2719369926832747760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/2719369926832747760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/02/school-has-started-and-workloads-killer.html' title=''/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SZ-vz9P9WzI/AAAAAAAAAMc/1IJclW5v8MU/s72-c/20022009046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2917151347374887195.post-441540648395060227</id><published>2009-02-15T01:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T01:59:11.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I havent blog in a long time and probably i should i guess. Haha shouldnt keep my feelings bottled up or something right? For those that are wondering , though everyone should know by now i am in TJC! Couldn't make it to VJ. So yah i feel extremely dejected and im sorry i couldnt keep the promise i made to him. But knowing you i guess you wouldnt mind right?. Haiz. Im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SZfh67yuXNI/AAAAAAAAALU/qllnE7klD7A/s1600-h/13022009037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SZfh67yuXNI/AAAAAAAAALU/qllnE7klD7A/s320/13022009037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302955488851156178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My new School-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i guess i was fated to be in TJ. So far i am loving the life there. Most of my class people made it there so at least Im with friends. Yeah! Orientation was a blast. It started out damm dry because we didn't know anybody but as time passed we knew each other better and we all made new friends and for that i am happy and relieved. The OGLS were great and they did everything they could to make orientation fun and apparently they succeeded! Oriebntation rules. XCION ROCKS! And just like that my 1st week of TJ life flew past and lessons were about to offcially start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SZfh7A4iwPI/AAAAAAAAALc/wNtko2egZEY/s1600-h/060220091756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SZfh7A4iwPI/AAAAAAAAALc/wNtko2egZEY/s320/060220091756.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302955490217738482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-At pizza Hut-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SZfhXRHOJVI/AAAAAAAAAKs/UDA9OH46xrU/s1600-h/06022009060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SZfhXRHOJVI/AAAAAAAAAKs/UDA9OH46xrU/s320/06022009060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302954876098979154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-At pizza Hut 2-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SZfe5r4z41I/AAAAAAAAAKU/fydy6Abf8HM/s1600-h/OG5-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SZfe5r4z41I/AAAAAAAAAKU/fydy6Abf8HM/s320/OG5-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302952168866964306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OG5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SZfe55k3ofI/AAAAAAAAAKc/fa4vFKeFTag/s1600-h/OG5-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SZfe55k3ofI/AAAAAAAAAKc/fa4vFKeFTag/s320/OG5-02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302952172541420018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OG5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SZfe53VoIjI/AAAAAAAAAKk/OVvnaPrKhMw/s1600-h/OG5-03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SZfe53VoIjI/AAAAAAAAAKk/OVvnaPrKhMw/s320/OG5-03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302952171940618802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Before the Suntec Mass Dance-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right classes were very fast and i had trouble coping. I guess everyone does. The pace is fast so i guess i have to spend more time reading through them.My CG is 16/09 and just as fate decided i dont know anybody in the class. Great this like the 5th time this kinda thing happened to me. I have to be a loner again for like the first few days of school. Sianz but luckily lessons were lectures so i sat with CCHMS ppl.... Oh went back to Chung cheng for the sake of food. Thought only me, leon and roy were the only ones that decided to go back but apparently everyone had the same feeling and a mass of ppl went back together. A breeze of nostalgia swept across me when i entered the gates. The feelings i felt for the school were still there. Haha but the security guards wouldn't let us in so the mass of us stood there like idiots. Went to see some teachers and juniors but there was time constraint so went back for like 1 hour only. SAD but apparently we will be returning again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SZfhX8TNwyI/AAAAAAAAALE/ZdEK6Q2YX4A/s1600-h/13022009035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SZfhX8TNwyI/AAAAAAAAALE/ZdEK6Q2YX4A/s320/13022009035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302954887692010274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 1/4 of the mass-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to go for house comm talk and Road run. Wanted to skip the road run but they locked the back gate. Smart move ppl. So the only way you can escape is by crossing the field, which is stupid since you will be caught the moment you step onto the track. So time passed real slow. REAL SLOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SZfhYWlBpkI/AAAAAAAAALM/WCH8cTdNc9I/s1600-h/13022009036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SZfhYWlBpkI/AAAAAAAAALM/WCH8cTdNc9I/s320/13022009036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302954894746035778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Road Run-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my friends told me that i should look at stars and moons when i am sad or dejected. So i did. Lol it didnt really work. Haiz. And crap OAC camp was cancelled and i wa so eager to go somemore. I packed like the day before and they told me just on the day, luckily i didn't bring the camping bag to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SZfhXyZOdlI/AAAAAAAAAK8/YfAPirfkOco/s1600-h/09022009033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SZfhXyZOdlI/AAAAAAAAAK8/YfAPirfkOco/s320/09022009033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302954885032867410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SZfhXlTRGeI/AAAAAAAAAK0/ShiHYbjBZ1c/s1600-h/09022009032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SZfhXlTRGeI/AAAAAAAAAK0/ShiHYbjBZ1c/s320/09022009032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302954881518213602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's starting and yeah i guess i am quite eager. Lol OAC activity is tmr SO YEAH MAN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-441540648395060227?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/441540648395060227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-havent-blog-in-long-time-and-probably.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/441540648395060227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/441540648395060227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-havent-blog-in-long-time-and-probably.html' title=''/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SZfh67yuXNI/AAAAAAAAALU/qllnE7klD7A/s72-c/13022009037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2917151347374887195.post-2049662845398258135</id><published>2009-01-25T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T18:03:29.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woo hoo!  its Chinese New year what better way for me to celebrate it other than collecting hong baos and playing cards and Mahjong!!!&lt;br /&gt;Woke up late and now i am gonna go to my relative's house.&lt;br /&gt;But before that i shall post some pictures on what happened during New Year's eve...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SX0XzTOUA9I/AAAAAAAAAJM/rTxR7rXjLms/s1600-h/25012009012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SX0XzTOUA9I/AAAAAAAAAJM/rTxR7rXjLms/s320/25012009012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295414906958644178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fire turns from small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SX0Xy-N8n-I/AAAAAAAAAJE/7rtOGKY-hMc/s1600-h/25012009011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SX0Xy-N8n-I/AAAAAAAAAJE/7rtOGKY-hMc/s320/25012009011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295414901319966690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to BiG. Poor flowers but at least they didnt get burned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SX0Xzsl3ozI/AAAAAAAAAJU/UNdcIeCWWRQ/s1600-h/25012009013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SX0Xzsl3ozI/AAAAAAAAAJU/UNdcIeCWWRQ/s320/25012009013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295414913768334130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying to the Gods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SX0X0CK9HlI/AAAAAAAAAJc/QLrOc1-8fg4/s1600-h/25012009014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SX0X0CK9HlI/AAAAAAAAAJc/QLrOc1-8fg4/s320/25012009014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295414919561027154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standard Yu Sheng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SX0YNYeOLlI/AAAAAAAAAJs/DOOgcfFL98g/s1600-h/25012009016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SX0YNYeOLlI/AAAAAAAAAJs/DOOgcfFL98g/s320/25012009016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295415355044146770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay here comes the funniest pic of the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SX0X0eV9YYI/AAAAAAAAAJk/OscOcRAVp3U/s1600-h/25012009015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SX0X0eV9YYI/AAAAAAAAAJk/OscOcRAVp3U/s320/25012009015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295414927123374466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lean pork.90% fat 10% blubber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SX0YPbME96I/AAAAAAAAAKM/3dniLiqy-Wk/s1600-h/25012009020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SX0YPbME96I/AAAAAAAAAKM/3dniLiqy-Wk/s320/25012009020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295415390133090210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SX0YPJdRnTI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9vkV2oC-Xg/s1600-h/25012009019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SX0YPJdRnTI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9vkV2oC-Xg/s320/25012009019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295415385373383986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SX0YO3Br0mI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/p6qGM0EgbGI/s1600-h/25012009018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SX0YO3Br0mI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/p6qGM0EgbGI/s320/25012009018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295415380425822818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SX0YOq_nBFI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/fnkoRFjoxbo/s1600-h/25012009017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SX0YOq_nBFI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/fnkoRFjoxbo/s320/25012009017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295415377195893842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my cousins acting lame haha. They came up with a story but i didnt have enough pictures to write out the story oh well too bad. Now rushing off to play Mahjong. Woo have fun people. Enjoy CNY and the last few days of our holiday!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-2049662845398258135?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/2049662845398258135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/01/woo-hoo-its-chinese-new-year-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/2049662845398258135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/2049662845398258135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/01/woo-hoo-its-chinese-new-year-what.html' title=''/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SX0XzTOUA9I/AAAAAAAAAJM/rTxR7rXjLms/s72-c/25012009012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2917151347374887195.post-7002496185604868928</id><published>2009-01-23T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T06:44:23.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha suddenly had the feeling to post on my blog. Hmph went back to school today to find teachers and juniors and the ex- seniors were right the feeling that we had for chung cheng had become dull and gone. We are no longer the students there and the good times and friends that we have made may disappear as time goes on. Yet at the same time a new chapter begins in all our lives. Lol, Haha so here i am wishing everyone a happy chinese new year and enjoy your future school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, went back to library couldn't find a single soul but changes have been made. Cant believe they got a computer upgrade. SAMSUNG. God its even better than my com lar.Damm it all the good things are happening after we leave school.The performance was as usual lor. Nothing much changed in ccl board. Well thats great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SXnW7bs9mcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/6RU8-Lh3P7M/s1600-h/23012009006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SXnW7bs9mcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/6RU8-Lh3P7M/s400/23012009006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294499153487698370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~The new com.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went for lunch and bowling. Wee. I got over 100 points yeah. Considering i don't bowl much its a noob achievement&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SXnW9GyxSmI/AAAAAAAAAI8/FdwBFfJ4bXA/s1600-h/23012009010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SXnW9GyxSmI/AAAAAAAAAI8/FdwBFfJ4bXA/s400/23012009010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294499182234651234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final score 118. Thanks emilene for the spare. Anyway after this game i died in the last two games. Haha guess my luck ran out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! So happy wee. Then went to arcade and movie. Haha a pity i wasn't starving my way throught the movie so couldn't really enjoy it.And finally DINNER. Pizza hut man!&lt;br /&gt;Now meddling with my phone. Damm can;t get it to save videos.&lt;br /&gt;THE END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SXnV4nnvKiI/AAAAAAAAAIs/A-9F7vBIgLk/s1600-h/DSC00072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SXnV4nnvKiI/AAAAAAAAAIs/A-9F7vBIgLk/s400/DSC00072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294498005635770914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~The picture~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Yurong please don't upload my stunned image into class blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-7002496185604868928?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/7002496185604868928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/01/haha-suddenly-had-feeling-to-post-on-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/7002496185604868928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/7002496185604868928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/01/haha-suddenly-had-feeling-to-post-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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/_YxvpZvxbFjA/SXnW7bs9mcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/6RU8-Lh3P7M/s72-c/23012009006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2917151347374887195.post-5511390724825547051</id><published>2009-01-08T22:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T23:23:33.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damm long since i last posted.. Haha suddenly felt like blogging again so anyway this is my new blog.&lt;br /&gt;Please relink. Ty&lt;br /&gt;Haha probably won't blog till i get my results since my mind is pretty much pre-occupied with that. To all sec fours out there wish you all the best for your results.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2917151347374887195-5511390724825547051?l=revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/feeds/5511390724825547051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/01/damm-long-since-i-last-posted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/5511390724825547051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2917151347374887195/posts/default/5511390724825547051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivedwatermelon.blogspot.com/2009/01/damm-long-since-i-last-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170040430802756290</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>
