<?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-6394833337806082817</id><updated>2011-07-31T04:58:13.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My boring life. *Yawns*</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-647901926439811670</id><published>2011-07-12T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T00:03:48.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Fifthy-second] Education System in Singapore</title><content type='html'>Haven't posted anything in a while, but just wanted to pen down my feelings after reading this letter, written by 16 year-old Janelle Lee, to the Education Minister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class=" down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="img/blank.gif" alt="Link" class="gl_link" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.temasekreview.com/2011/07/12/an-open-letter-to-the-education-minister-from-a-secondary-4-student/"&gt;Link to letter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.temasekreview.com/2011/07/12/an-open-letter-to-the-education-minister-from-a-secondary-4-student/#comment-463057"&gt;Link to comment I support&lt;/a&gt; (though on the extreme side)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, Janelle discusses in her letter,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class=" down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;The education system in Singapore discourages students from asking why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class=" down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;The problems with rote learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class=" down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;Values being taught in schools and how teachers use civics time for subjects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Character development should be more important than academic education.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span jsid="text"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Thoughts&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;In the letter, she mentioned one example which really set me thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Why is carbon a non-metal?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even an A level graduate like me (I got an A for chem k!), couldn't quite answer the question. I went to google the question, and guess what, no convincing answers. This questions is in fact like asking "Why is an apple a fruit?". This is purely classification. There's no why to it, it's just classified like that. I don't know whether the education system has indeed killed my creative thinking but I stand firmly on my point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span jsid="text"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things can't exactly be explained to students  because they might not be at the age where they are able to understand  and appreciate them. Although there are many improvements that can be  made, memory work still has a part to play in learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One example I can give are magnets. (How do they work? LOL! I'm not trolling here.)&lt;br /&gt;In primary schools, we are taught that like poles repel, opposite poles attract and some materials can be magnetized. However, one kid might ask, why do magnets have such properties? Are teachers able to explain to this child that it's due to electron spin and stuff of that sort? It is definitely not practical to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, with regards to questioning, being a relief teacher for a term, I was instructed by the senior teachers to not spoonfeed them, but rather question them in class and guide them in class. A teacher should be a facilitator in learning. That's what I believed in. (At least this is true in the JC I taught in)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The failure in this system cannot be solely blamed on the teachers. Students themselves should always question themselves, and learn to apply their knowledge, not just memorizing them. When asked questions, students often keep quiet in class. Class dynamics are simply non-existent nowadays. Teachers do try, but many students are unwilling to cooperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div id="q-463287"&gt; &lt;p&gt;It’s the right attitude towards learning, being motivated to be curious and taking action to acquire knowledge. Instead of waiting to be spoon-fed by teachers, students should be  taught to seek knowledge on their own. If they cant find answers from their textbooks or  classes, seek knowledge on their own instead of  waiting for someone else. Real learners are proactive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span jsid="text"&gt;On the topic of moral/values education, I think giving tests on these subjects are ridiculous. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: Still thinking about some current affairs and discussing them with my old friends :D&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/6394833337806082817-647901926439811670?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/647901926439811670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2011/07/fifthy-second-education-system-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/647901926439811670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/647901926439811670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2011/07/fifthy-second-education-system-in.html' title='[Fifthy-second] Education System in Singapore'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-4979407821895815327</id><published>2010-04-27T23:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T00:38:54.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Fifty-first] Lowering standards of Chinese</title><content type='html'>Seriously I think the people who write to newspaper forums are getting more senseless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argument in the newspaper: Less focus on mother tongue for PSLE to retain the talents in Singapore and educate them in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the student can't even score well in mother tongue for PSLE, at such a low level, how can they expect him to excel in university when he lacks the basic skill to commmunicate with others efficiently? A talent needs to be all rounded, equipped with knowledge as well as knowing how to communicate their ideas. And why is it that students can score well for PSLE English paper then? Is the paper too easy? Or is it that students have more exposure to it, which results in more frequent usage of the English language, thus gaining better results? Therefore by decreasing the difficulty of the Chinese paper, or reducing the weightage of the paper will not solve the root problem of having little exposure and usage of the Chinese language outside the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lack of Chinese oratorical skills is detrimental to the society as well because China is a blooming country, and Singapore having such close ties with China, much of the business deals may have to be discussed in Chinese thus emphasizing the importance of Chinese. Although one may say that the Chinese are getting more literate in English, they might jeer at us for not knowing our culture, not knowing about our language and takes the Chinese language as an unimportant subject. Now how would they feel? They are passionate about their own language and culture, and the way Singaporeans respect their language is a total opposite. This could create an invisible barrier between business partners as there is a sense of detatchment. However if Chinese was used in negotiating, the Chinese businesses may feel more attached and can relate to us better, thus increasing the chances of a good outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore there's a trend to decrease the standards of Chinese by various means and teaching methods, like focusing more on oral and using English to teach Chinese. That's just ridiculous. I'm so infuriated that Chinese people are losing their interest in mother tongue and regard Chinese as unimportant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONCLUSION: LOWERING STANDARDS OR WEIGHTAGE OF CHINESE AS A CRITERIA FOR HIGHER EDUCATION SHOULD NOT TAKE PLACE. SOLVE THE PROBLEM BY PUTTING EVEN MORE EMPHASIS ON IT, SO PEOPLE WILL WORK HARDER ON IT AND NOT PROCRASTINATE BY COMPLAINING THAT THE SUBJECT IS TOO DIFFICULT. SERIOUSLY STOP COMPLAINING. IT'S SO SAD TO SEE THE CHINESE CULTURE DYING IN THIS SOCIETY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note: People are also getting more interested in foreign culture, especially the Korean culture. They are motivated to learn more about their language and culture... Why can't this be done for Chinese? Singapore wants to be in the forefront of everything, so why are the standards of Chinese decreasing where it should be increasing? I remember this when I was studying social studies: Do what is right, not what is popular... I cannot figure out whether this lower standards are the voices of the majority, or that this could be right? Or both plays a role? Anyway I simply think that this is an insult to the Chinese language. Might as well not learn it since students are learning the bare minimum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assumption: Many people view the Chinese language as unimportant. Maybe the majority are fine with Chinese? Let's just hope that is true. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: I wanted to post this on my fb status... but it was too long as I got carried away so I transferred it here (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-4979407821895815327?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/4979407821895815327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2010/04/fifty-first-lowering-standards-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/4979407821895815327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/4979407821895815327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2010/04/fifty-first-lowering-standards-of.html' title='[Fifty-first] Lowering standards of Chinese'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-4975609223556529897</id><published>2010-02-03T22:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T23:17:10.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Fiftieth] Random thoughts</title><content type='html'>I kind of lost count for the post number. But I can always change it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought 1: Human  beings are like dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this section, "I" refers to the dog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My master gave birth to me, or so I thought. I was adopted, but I never knew because I was too dumb to understand anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[no logic flow here]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I obey my master, always at his beck and call. I have the choice to disobey, but this would result in me starving to death. And my master will just sit at a corner, smiling cruelly at me while he strokes his new pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I'm just like the new pet, just a mere substitute for the old pet my master is tired of. All the times my master has been nice to me, feeding me with treats and brushed my fur gently, were they just illusions and false memories?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I never harboured the thought of disobeying my master. The price to pay was way too high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY DID THE STUPID OLD MAN STAND IN FRONT OF ME WHEN I WAS WALKING HOME?! I was just drinking soya bean milk, then he suddenly appear in front of me when I looked up. SCARY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting is a joy. By waiting, you think about all sorts of possibilities about what would happen when you've finally seen the thing you've been waiting for. These possibilities are mostly positive, holding a bright future ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by, these thoughts diminishes, and waiting becomes meaningless. Nothing is done just waiting. Waiting there like a statue, barely with emotions, just waiting for more time to pass until you see what you've been waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you wait too long, all hopes get shattered and you start to get frustrated. In the end, you're just where you are in the beginning, waiting all over again, for hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: I think I'm at stage 3 of the waiting process now. FML.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-4975609223556529897?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/4975609223556529897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2010/02/fourty-eighth-random-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/4975609223556529897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/4975609223556529897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2010/02/fourty-eighth-random-thoughts.html' title='[Fiftieth] Random thoughts'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-3916617738876207971</id><published>2009-10-10T02:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T02:05:51.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Fourth-ninth] I HAD TO MAKE ANOTHER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="360" width="380"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="pid=a2349203"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://roxik.com/pictaps/viewer.swf"&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="pid=a2349203" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://roxik.com/pictaps/viewer.swf" height="360" width="380"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay me! the robot head was suppose to be cute ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-3916617738876207971?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/3916617738876207971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/10/fourth-ninth-i-had-to-make-another.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/3916617738876207971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/3916617738876207971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/10/fourth-ninth-i-had-to-make-another.html' title='[Fourth-ninth] I HAD TO MAKE ANOTHER!'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-4808234471373400247</id><published>2009-10-10T01:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T02:06:53.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Fourty-eighth] OMG HILARIOUS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="360" width="380"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="pid=a2349074"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://roxik.com/pictaps/viewer.swf"&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="pid=a2349074" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://roxik.com/pictaps/viewer.swf" height="360" width="380"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that bad considering I made it myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: Stupid link from pointless sites &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-4808234471373400247?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/4808234471373400247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/10/omg-hilarious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/4808234471373400247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/4808234471373400247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/10/omg-hilarious.html' title='[Fourty-eighth] OMG HILARIOUS.'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-1858991726704926993</id><published>2009-09-10T20:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T20:57:03.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Fourty-seventh] LOL!</title><content type='html'>lol! I saw this crap on pointless sites. haha just for fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cyborg.namedecoder.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://cyborg.namedecoder.com/webimages/chi2-HONG+WEI.png" alt="Humanoid Optimized for Nullification, Galactic Warfare and Efficient Infiltration" border="0" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cyborg.namedecoder.com/"&gt;&lt;small&gt;Get Your Cyborg Name&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: This blog is going to be dead D: oh no!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-1858991726704926993?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/1858991726704926993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/09/fourty-seventh-lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/1858991726704926993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/1858991726704926993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/09/fourty-seventh-lol.html' title='[Fourty-seventh] LOL!'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-5600819690452558386</id><published>2009-08-08T13:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T13:50:52.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Fourth-sixth] Chewing gum</title><content type='html'>I love chewing gum!!! :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom bought chewing gum from Thailand!!! Haha eat until siao already :P I still love the strawberry with some lime juice inside &lt;3 Singapore should really stop the ban of chewing gum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think some people are really dumb. They don't even understand what the meaning of 'left out' means. Oh wells, I can't possibly educate them on that right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Don't feel like updating this lousy blog anymore. And blogger is being crazy because the editting bar is like gone?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: Listening to Ain't no other man &lt;3 REPEATED LIKE SO MANY TIMES ALREADY!! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-5600819690452558386?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/5600819690452558386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/fourth-sixth-chewing-gum.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/5600819690452558386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/5600819690452558386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/fourth-sixth-chewing-gum.html' title='[Fourth-sixth] Chewing gum'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-2985512937581218480</id><published>2009-08-05T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T22:05:33.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Fourty-fifth] Stupid faggots in this world should die.</title><content type='html'>我觉得做事应该干净利落，勇敢地去面对。这样拖拖拉拉不是解决问题的办法，只会让彼此更难受。不要在伤害我的朋友！！这种缩头乌龟不应该得到我的朋友的爱。而且，已经都半年了，大家都痛苦了半年，如果情况没有改善，我真的会揍他一拳。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, he thinks that he means a lot to her, which may be true to some extent but he seriously thinks to highly  of himself. And the worse thing is that he is publicly announcing to his friends that he loves her so so very much. DAMN LAME AND INSENSITIVE. He's really damn dumb. Really want to ask him to GFY until he pukes blood and scram far far away from my friend. GRRRR. DIE YOU STUPID S****. SHIT YOU SO MUCH UNTIL I DON'T EVEN MAKE SENSE IN MY SENTENCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plenty of other people should die too. Too tired to name them all. Would take probably one whole night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: MR S****, GO AND DIE AND STOP BOTHERING MY FRIEND. IT BOTHERS ME THAT YOU ARE BOTHERING HER. GRRRRRR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-2985512937581218480?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/2985512937581218480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/fourty-fifth-stupid-faggots-in-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/2985512937581218480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/2985512937581218480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/08/fourty-fifth-stupid-faggots-in-this.html' title='[Fourty-fifth] Stupid faggots in this world should die.'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-3292259123461772613</id><published>2009-07-25T01:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T17:22:15.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Fourty-fourth] OH NO!</title><content type='html'>I can't really remember when, but then there were this bunch of super rowdy boys near my house. THEY WERE DAMN NOISY AND THE MOST IMPORTANT THING IS THAT.... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;THEY WERE TORTURING A HARMLESS KITTEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They should seriously just go and die. They could have done it out of fun, but then this is socially unacceptable. They were using a yoyo to tie around its neck and were carrying it around, TOSSING IT AROUND IN THE AIR. I actually took some photos of them, but then I don't think it's really nice to put their lousy faces in my blog, which will contaminate and haunt my blog forever D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something more recent would be about my piano exam D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only bloody grade 5 but then I think it's really badly done. HOW HOW HOW. I vowed not to ever touch the piano again if I failed my grade 5. THIS TENSION IS REALLY BAD. I totally screwed up my scales, pieces were fine except for the second one which is terribly done. Aural was CRAP. Singing = fail, clapping rhythm = fail. Hopefully my sight reading will pull my marks up. Saw the examiner scribbling an 18 for my sight reading (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to choing grade 8!!! But first, wait for the results :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my exam, I went to walk walk with my darling yy at northpoint (: BOUGHT A LOT OF SWEETS!!! Still munching them as I am typing this post XD And there was this Japanese themed food centre. I thought it was a restaurant :P Bought sushi there &lt;3&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; I &lt;3 sushi!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: I am still in shock that she changed cca.&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/6394833337806082817-3292259123461772613?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/3292259123461772613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/07/fourty-seventh-oh-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/3292259123461772613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/3292259123461772613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/07/fourty-seventh-oh-no.html' title='[Fourty-fourth] OH NO!'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-9188411303121802541</id><published>2009-07-16T21:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T21:14:58.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Fourty-third] Sian-ness ):</title><content type='html'>Have to rush the freaking EoM now. D: But I am still blogging. WOWS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: the sims building theme 3!!! I love the piano!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lousy computer is like prompting me to restart WHEN I HAVE TO DO WORK ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think someone is living in self-denial. It's quite sad to see her like this, but I have totally no idea what I can do to help her. Oh wells. Perhaps she's still ignorant. AIYA. NOT MY PROBLEM. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am seriously damn sian!!! Don't want to do EoM!!!! It's way too hard to find a bloody good article. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... Masala Rhythm (A group of drummers) came to my school!!! OMG I LOVE DRUMS!!! Haha! It was a good performance. There was also a short introduction to the different drums. I was amazed that some of the drums could have both high pitched and bass sounds!! COOL CAN! Then there was this part where they asked for 2 groups of volunteers to try out the instruments. And the volunteers were mostly from my class!!! Including my form teacher!! Hahaha! It actually sounded good. I thought they will all go off rhythm... actually someone did, but it's not very obvious XD So it ended and it was time to go home. They had this car, with some Guiness World Record thingy!! Super cool!!! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: I need motivation to do my EoM! ): And I love all my friends (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-9188411303121802541?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/9188411303121802541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/07/fourty-third-sian-ness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/9188411303121802541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/9188411303121802541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/07/fourty-third-sian-ness.html' title='[Fourty-third] Sian-ness ):'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-6632507120836607582</id><published>2009-07-06T00:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T01:06:47.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Fourty-second] 42, THE ANSWER TO LIFE THE UNIVERSE AND EVERYTHING!!</title><content type='html'>Ok lol. That was totally lame!! (In case you don't know what I am talking about,  go google it yourself or click &lt;a href="http://lmgtfy.com/?q=42+answer+to+everything&amp;amp;l=1"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would recommend you to click "here". IT'S GOING TO BE FUNNY! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid years were awesome. Really. It was fun staring at the paper blankly D: I just want my chem, physics and maths paper back. I WILL FAIL MY ECONS. For real ): WAA WAA WAA ;O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really feel like blogging today, but I shall try to (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH I was playing the stupid crane machine game thingy. Didn't win anything ): THE BEAR WAS ALREADY ON THE FREAKING CLAW WHEN IT SLIPPED OFF JUST LIKE THAT. WTH. So unfair. This increases my total money wasted which is equal to $9. SOBS. And in my whole lifetime I only got one toy. SAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was baking cookies today too! Made about 100+ cookies, using a TOASTER, which can bake up to a maximum of 8 cookies per turn. WOW. Guess how long it took? Almost 4 HOURS. I wanted to finish 3 sticks of butter, so I ended up using 4 cups of sugar, 6 eggs and 7 cups of flour. I COULD BARELY STIR THE MIXTURE AT THE 6TH CUP D: Luckily today's cookies turn out to be fairly alright, just a little too heaty for me because my throat was like super dry and uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: eclipse mints are awesome and addictive!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-6632507120836607582?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/6632507120836607582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/07/fourty-second-42-answer-to-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/6632507120836607582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/6632507120836607582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/07/fourty-second-42-answer-to-life.html' title='[Fourty-second] 42, THE ANSWER TO LIFE THE UNIVERSE AND EVERYTHING!!'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-8510373798740215899</id><published>2009-06-28T18:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T18:34:21.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Fourty-first] And so I was reading my blog.</title><content type='html'>AND I FELT IT WAS FUNNY. Of course! Hong Wei is the most humourous person you can ever meet. Well, not exactly, but just let me live in my own fantasy world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also reading this guy's blog. SUPER RIDICULOUS. Especially the article about RGS girls playing poker at j8. You should really go read the comments. Heated argument, but fun to read XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link: http://www.weikiat.net/blog/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, free advertisment for his blog. But good things are meant to be shared (: HOWEVER, I really disapprove of the way he speaks of AJC. Although I myself don't really like the school environment, I think it is absolutely absurd to rant non-stop about the dark side of AJC. What on earth has AJ done to you dude? tsk tsk tsk. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If he happens to read this and post it on his blog and rattle on some terrible comment on my blog post, well... he better don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common tests start tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Be prepared. [I am not prepared at all. Shall flunk my exams]&lt;br /&gt;Researched a bit on education and media, but nothing is getting into my head. I wonder if school bullying is considered as a subtopic on education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Stay vigilant. [LOL!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: Today, I totally couldn't sleep when I was thinking of chem mole concept and chem spa experiment and the calculation. IT WAS LIKE A NIGHTMARE. FML. hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-8510373798740215899?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/8510373798740215899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/06/fourty-first-and-so-i-was-reading-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/8510373798740215899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/8510373798740215899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/06/fourty-first-and-so-i-was-reading-my.html' title='[Fourty-first] And so I was reading my blog.'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-2519634115269947896</id><published>2009-06-24T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T00:17:25.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Fourtieth] Sobs.</title><content type='html'>Oh man I think I am falling in love with the channel 8, 9 o' clock show.  I feel damn bloody sad for sun jie. Poor thing. Got dumped when he became crippled, crimes exposed, made the scapegoat of some other crime and his sister is all psychotic. AWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha so lame. But then he really has a super sad life D: I PITY HIM ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Weird dreams episode 2~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I dreamt about having tigers running into my house. WTH. Here's the story line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father and I were at the front of the house then we saw a tiger cub in our house. It was cute :3 Then we saw more tigers. To be exact, 2 adult and 3 cubs. THAT'S WAY A LOT OF CUBS. Although the main gate was closed, the adults one somehow came into the house. Then one of the cubs came to paw my foot. OUCH. The wound looked rotten XD Then we chased the tigers out of the house and closed the glass door. BUT THEN they managed to loosen the door hinge and sort of came in the house. Can't remember anymore. But I was rather detailed XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another dream I had was that I contracted a flu and wondered whether it was H1N1. Couldn't really remember much about this dream :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: I think my thoughts are super random. Here's an example, I doubt anyone can follow my train of thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching the telly, then there was this advertisement about a show. The colour scheme used were blue and red, which reminded me of a game "Learn to fly". This game is about a penguin which is trying to fly. This made me wondered about whether penguins could fly in the past. Then thought of evolution. Then Darwin's theory of evolution. Then I pondered... Since humans evolved from apes, would humans evolve back to apes due to the lack of resources (read: EARTH IS DYING) and then we just degenerate. THIS IS INSANE! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a simple ad to something totally quirky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-2519634115269947896?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/2519634115269947896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/06/fourtieth-sobs.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/2519634115269947896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/2519634115269947896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/06/fourtieth-sobs.html' title='[Fourtieth] Sobs.'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-2457064879757955999</id><published>2009-06-23T01:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T02:08:59.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Thirty-ninth] I am going to die D:</title><content type='html'>Mid years are coming and I haven't done any proper revision. I should study soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Weird dreams~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I think my dreams now are rather realistic! I was watching this show about feeding monkeys around macritchie reservoir. Guess what. I dreamt that I was crossing the road holding some plastic bag, then there was a monkey beside me. IT SCRATCHED ME D: and I could somewhat feel it in my sleep ok!!! It was freaky :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another dream is about someone whom I think likes me. And someone from my class was hinting to me that he likes me but then she knows that I have a crush and trying to give me advice on how to reject that guy. WHAT A STRANGE DREAM XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully there will be more exciting and sweet dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should just give up hope on that person. It's so bloody irritating. Too much charisma for me to handle. Totally want to ignore for life and FORGET!!!! Hmmm... maybe the person does know about the things happening around and just acts oblivious. OH WELLS. I can't help it. Haha trying very hard to keep this person unknown. Perhaps time will improve the situation. DUMB BLOCK. SERIOUSLY THE SUSPENSE OF EVERYTHING IS KILLING ME. &lt;/3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: My fingers were frozen when I was typing this post. BRRRRRRR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-2457064879757955999?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/2457064879757955999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/06/thirty-ninth-i-am-going-to-die-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/2457064879757955999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/2457064879757955999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/06/thirty-ninth-i-am-going-to-die-d.html' title='[Thirty-ninth] I am going to die D:'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-9123144650301354365</id><published>2009-06-17T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T01:03:49.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Thirty-eighth] "Cousin" outing!</title><content type='html'>Haha, went out with my dear "cousin". FROM VAN'S RIDICULOUS FAMILY TREE. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought some cloth for the yukata in chinatown, went to eat subway, then travelled to vivo, soaked our legs in the pool at the sky garden for 1 hour +, then went back. WHAT A NICE SUMMARY! HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, my toes were all wrinkling like dried prunes when my foot came out of the water. But it was fun soaking there, although I named a few disgusting thing that end up in the pool, namely some lao ah pei spit, every one's dead skin cell from the feet, pee and dirt from the grounds anywhere and everywhere (imagine wet market floors) EWWW. I shouldn't continue. YUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And once again, I am fascinated by his pictures. IT'S SO DARN NICE.&lt;br /&gt;http://realitydream.deviantart.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, it was fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tung I love you. DON'T BE SAD ANYMORE!!! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's something random: I think I am losing neopoints from the stock market. SHIT NEOPETS. But I shan't bother too much about it because the stocks will eventually be of high value!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super tired now after a long long day. I NEED MY SLEEP. YAWNS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to write another stupid story. Maybe it should be some super gory and retarded story. Something like happy tree friends XD I &lt;3 HAPPY TREE FRIENDS. EYE CANDY IS THE BEST!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: NO! HONEY MUSTARD! MUSTARD! HONEY MUSTARD! MUSTARD! HONEY MUSTARD! MUSTARD! HONEY MUSTARD! MUSTARD! Fine, mustard please (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOST D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-9123144650301354365?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/9123144650301354365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/06/thirty-eighth-cousin-outing.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/9123144650301354365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/9123144650301354365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/06/thirty-eighth-cousin-outing.html' title='[Thirty-eighth] &quot;Cousin&quot; outing!'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-2122702636797443054</id><published>2009-06-09T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T23:20:18.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Thirty-seventh] YAY!!!</title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHA I AM SO HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Sunday~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out with my mom to buy a printer, but apparently, we sort of just walked around and didn't reach funan to buy our printer XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOUGHT SUSHI!!!! &lt;3 OMG HAHA I LOVE SUSHI :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went home, played with the new rubix cube I bought, like it was tough D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://www.iconocast.com/B000000000000058/A5/News9A_0.jpg" src="http://www.iconocast.com/B000000000000058/A5/News9A_0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups this one. I didn't really try it at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Monday~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I was bored and slacked a little D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did gp compre. 6 questions, 1 hours. Obviously I didn't have quite the mood to do work, so I went to use my computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I didn't feel so bad because I was doing GPP! I don't know whether to celebrate or moan at the fact I was doing GPP. Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN AFTER THAT, I SOLVED THE CUBE!!! MUAHAHAHAHA I AM SO SMART!!!! *claps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am still nowhere close to my brother's godlike speed for sloving cubes or.... whatever shapes it is.... (look below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://www.cs.ecu.edu/~hochberg/fall2004/megaminx.jpg" src="http://www.cs.ecu.edu/%7Ehochberg/fall2004/megaminx.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA AT LEAST I MANAGED TO SOLVE ONE LAYER :D *claps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Tuesday~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 2am (or some of you want to call it monday night.), I tried my very first light painting!!!! WOOTS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the pictures! (all except the first one is taken at 8pm today)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.... MY FREAKING COMPUTER CAN'T READ THE MEMORY CARD. LOUSY SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to do freaking pw AGAIN. THIS GROUP IS GOING TO FAIL. F.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-2122702636797443054?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/2122702636797443054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/06/thirty-seventh-yay.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/2122702636797443054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/2122702636797443054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/06/thirty-seventh-yay.html' title='[Thirty-seventh] YAY!!!'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-3561303699368715348</id><published>2009-06-08T01:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T01:07:15.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Thirty-sixth] Random test XD</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--ColorQuiz.com code--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border=1 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=3 bgcolor=white&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.colorquiz.com"&gt;&lt;img border=0 alt=ColorQuiz.com src="http://www.colorquiz.com/images/colorquizlogosmall2.gif" width=120 height=32&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;Hong Wei took the free ColorQuiz.com personality test!&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;""Looking to make a good impression and be recogniz..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.colorquiz.com/results.php?code=f,4,0,1,7,5,3,6,2,7,2,1,6,3,4,0,5,7,3&amp;p=print&amp;name=Hong Wei"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to read the rest of the results.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--End ColorQuiz.com code--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-3561303699368715348?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/3561303699368715348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/06/thirty-sixth-random-test-xd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/3561303699368715348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/3561303699368715348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/06/thirty-sixth-random-test-xd.html' title='[Thirty-sixth] Random test XD'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-2345062805679421385</id><published>2009-06-05T18:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T19:39:02.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Thirty-fifth] My friends from A to Z :)</title><content type='html'>The title is quite self explanatory. Lets get started!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Abhinav aka Abi, the prone-to-hit-people with hockey stick guy. Anghui, who loves having "teatime" XD&lt;br /&gt;B: Bryan, the very sweet friend who never fails to cheer me up some how. Ben, the constant suan-er and fierce guy D:&lt;br /&gt;C: Cheng Howe, my fellow PW mate!&lt;br /&gt;D: Dixian, my fellow PW mate too! Dawn, the lao ma!&lt;br /&gt;E: Elanor aka Yu Chengfen, who MAKES WONDERS WITH THE PIANO &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;F: Fiona, the pro in harmoc :D&lt;br /&gt;G: NA&lt;br /&gt;H: Haena, who loves photog! Hiu Tung, aka huiting (remember mrs brenda tan?) XD&lt;br /&gt;I: NA&lt;br /&gt;J: Jolene Gwee, who laughs crazily at people's crushes XD Jacy aka LAO JACE!!!&lt;br /&gt;K: Kausalya, who loves Haena only ): Karina, whom I saw few weeks ago while crossing the road!!!&lt;br /&gt;L: Lianna, the PE rep who always cheers me on during running :D&lt;br /&gt;M: Mingxiu, the auntie XD&lt;br /&gt;N: NA D:&lt;br /&gt;O: NA D:&lt;br /&gt;P: Peiyun, my sec 2 good friend and will always be (:&lt;br /&gt;Q: Qijian, the track guy running at the speed of light! :O&lt;br /&gt;R: Rachel Teo aka mini mini mini!!!!&lt;br /&gt;S: Sihui, the super chaota &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;T: Thalia, the one with super big stomach. ALWAYS TAKE THE FOOD BEFORE I CAN (before tuition scenario)&lt;br /&gt;U: Ugenie, the hockey player (This is the only friend whose name starts with a "u" whom I can think of)&lt;br /&gt;V: Vanessa Hew, who is super emo now because of some reason I don't know D: Vanessa Lau, who is also super emo because the school sucks.&lt;br /&gt;W: Wennie = SMELLY!!!&lt;br /&gt;X: Xinling, my very cute and bubbly pipa junior in st nicks :D&lt;br /&gt;Y: Yanyi &lt;3 (no words can describe how much I love her! BFFs!!)&lt;br /&gt;Z: Zhi Ying, the chinese rep who loves spikey spikey secretly XD JOKING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: This list is not exhaustive. DUH. XD Alphabets I have trouble with: G,I,N,O,U ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-2345062805679421385?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/2345062805679421385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/06/thirty-fifth-my-friends-from-to-z.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/2345062805679421385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/2345062805679421385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/06/thirty-fifth-my-friends-from-to-z.html' title='[Thirty-fifth] My friends from A to Z :)'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-2029971215934886857</id><published>2009-06-04T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T23:22:35.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Thirty-fourth] BOREDOM D:</title><content type='html'>Once again, HOLIDAYS = BORED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like touching my homework today so I have been lazing around, eating, sleeping and using my computer whole day long D: THIS IS REALLY REALLY BAD. There's nothing for me to do anymore D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played games, talked to people, watched tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I NEED A PRINTER ASAP. THE FREAKING PRINTER COULDN'T PRINT BLACK INK AND ONLY COLOURED LINES CAME OUT D: WASTE OF PAPER. (note that I was printing my gpp which consists about 10 pages)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO STRESSED BY FINDING SOMETHING INTERESTING TO DO ): CAN YOU BELIEVE THIS?! THIS IS SO RIDICULOUS, IT'S NOT EVEN FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should write another story (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: 42 minutes to the next day!! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE: AND THERE'S SCHOOL TOMORROW ): This isn't a holiday ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-2029971215934886857?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/2029971215934886857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/06/thirty-fourth-boredom-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/2029971215934886857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/2029971215934886857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/06/thirty-fourth-boredom-d.html' title='[Thirty-fourth] BOREDOM D:'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-5300945115442702653</id><published>2009-06-01T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T21:43:23.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Thirty-third] HOLIDAYS!!!</title><content type='html'>A long overdue PROPER post :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY KIDS! IT'S THE JUNE HOLIDAYS AGAIN!!! Sadly I still have school D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so depressing. I even made a picture out of mspaint to show the schedule for the lessons and used it as my wallpaper D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally filed my stuff for these 2 terms (: I think my bag would definitely feel much much much lighter now :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31 May 2009~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out FINALLY with xiaotong!!!! :D We went to watch the shakespear play "Much Ado About Nothing" at fort canning park. It was picnic style, WHICH WAS SO FUN :D haha MY VERY FIRST PICNIC!!! YAY :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of rushed out of house thinking I was going to be late but I arrived there early, and waited for my very punctual friend who came late D: So I practically waited for about 30 minutes plus, like always ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after my very punctual friend came, we rushed all the way to carrefour to buy food!! I think I was way nagging too much at my friend and trying to be pro-est XD BUT I still think I smart for bringing my iced water :D It was of great help when I was sweating. WHO ASKED YOU TO BE SALIVA CONCIOUS SO YOU CAN'T SAVOUR THE SWEET COLD WATER XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't quite understand the play until the intermission when tung explained to me XD But isn't it typical of a shakespearean play? Like I have the ears to listen to his language :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: I am so sad that I have to do 5 factbook articles per week. AT LEAST D: and out of the list of all holiday homework I have to do, most of them are GP GP GP SHIT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-5300945115442702653?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/5300945115442702653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/06/thirty-third-holidays.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/5300945115442702653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/5300945115442702653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/06/thirty-third-holidays.html' title='[Thirty-third] HOLIDAYS!!!'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-5662872992260096212</id><published>2009-05-21T20:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T00:01:53.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Thirty-second] Yet another round of uncertainty.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I think people are seriously weird nowadays :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Don't they know the meaning of shame?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Or remorse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;People are trying way way way too hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Starving yourself is not the correct thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipping classes is simply not acceptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telling lies is really not your thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Backstabbing just makes people sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: Do unto others as others would unto you. (did I get that right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: CHLW I WOULD APPRECIATE IF YOU DON'T COMMENT ON THIS POST.&lt;br /&gt;&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/6394833337806082817-5662872992260096212?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/5662872992260096212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/05/thirty-second-yet-another-round-of.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/5662872992260096212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/5662872992260096212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/05/thirty-second-yet-another-round-of.html' title='[Thirty-second] Yet another round of uncertainty.'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-3028998365175722184</id><published>2009-05-17T16:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T18:58:44.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Thirty-first] ??</title><content type='html'>OK. I don't know whether thirty-first is spelt correctly. I am seriously going to die from the stress the lousy PW is giving. I want to play my game ): And CO is killing me again. I have to master 2 songs in one week. I DON'T KNOW HOW THAT IS POSSIBLE. If there is a need to memorize the score, I should just kill myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PW haiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another deadline,&lt;br /&gt;Burning the midnight oil. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;PW should just die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE: PW IS SERIOUSLY A BITCH MAN. YOU SHOULD JUST F OFF AND DIE. I DON'T REALLY CARE ABOUT YOU ANYMORE.  ARGH. IT'S NOT INTERESTING AT ALL. WHY DO THEY IMPLEMENT IT AT ALL? IT'S RIDUCULOUS BECAUSE IT TESTS NOTHING BUT PARAPHRASED INFO FROM WEBSITES, BOOKS AND PEOPLE. LIKE THAT IS EVER GOING TO BE OF ANY USE. AND THIS YEARS PROJECT IS THE LOUSIEST. NO ROOM FOR CREATIVITY. SEE? SO FREAKING RIGID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: Life is meaningless when you have PW. I envy those in international schools and NUS High. ARGH &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-3028998365175722184?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/3028998365175722184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/05/thirty-first.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/3028998365175722184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/3028998365175722184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/05/thirty-first.html' title='[Thirty-first] ??'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-6970943852111986474</id><published>2009-05-12T20:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T20:43:45.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Thirtieth] Stupid Ads.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nz5SOKvc2rI/Sgls0_7bz9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ayErCG0se_I/s1600-h/sonyad.aspx"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nz5SOKvc2rI/Sgls0_7bz9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ayErCG0se_I/s400/sonyad.aspx" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334914891366780882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I received in my email, sent by my good friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First look: WOW I WANT A FREE LAPTOP!!! :D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second and subsequent: This can't be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the reasons:&lt;br /&gt;1. How are they going to track how many people we send to? We can just put in some stupid random email address and they won't know.&lt;br /&gt;2. The claim to be promoting something. What is it? Just the brand by giving out laptops? There's no free lunch in this world dumb asses.&lt;br /&gt;3. Are they rich? I think they will be giving laptops to not just Singapore, but probably many parts of SEA which will cost a lot.&lt;br /&gt;4. Exploiting human greed for some unknown purpose I guess.&lt;br /&gt;5. There's no contact number, which is ridiculous because they can only be contacted through email?&lt;br /&gt;5. Lastly, the image is of poor resolution. WHICH MEANS THAT IT IS FAKE. Ads have nice clear images most of the time and sony being a reputable brand, would not stoop to such low quality images. EVEN THEIR CAMERA PHONES HAVE BETTER RESOLUTION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: Retards. I really don't see how these people think. IF THEY WANT TO MAKE UP A LIE, AT LEAST DO A BETTER JOB NEXT TIME. LOUSY FAGGOTS PLAYING A FOOL. And I can't imagine my smart friend actually fell for this. *face palm*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-6970943852111986474?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/6970943852111986474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/05/thirtieth-stupid-ads.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/6970943852111986474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/6970943852111986474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/05/thirtieth-stupid-ads.html' title='[Thirtieth] Stupid Ads.'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nz5SOKvc2rI/Sgls0_7bz9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ayErCG0se_I/s72-c/sonyad.aspx' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-684435379214649994</id><published>2009-05-05T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T23:46:34.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Twenty-ninth] Chinese :D</title><content type='html'>我从此以后不想再跟木头(1)讲话了。每一次都令我这么失望 。&lt;br /&gt;木头就是木头。一个毫无感情的木头。&lt;br /&gt;虽然木头有时候摸起来滑滑的， 可是它始终还会带着刺。&lt;br /&gt;但是我是不会放弃我们之间的友情。&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我爱华语！！！ ：D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哈哈哈哈哈华语酷！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: Why is this in English? Haha because I don't know how to use Chinese to type "last words of the day". LAME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-684435379214649994?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/684435379214649994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/05/twenty-ninth-chinese-d.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/684435379214649994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/684435379214649994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/05/twenty-ninth-chinese-d.html' title='[Twenty-ninth] Chinese :D'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-2072583563801854452</id><published>2009-04-20T14:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T19:21:50.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Twenty-eighth] Guest post!</title><content type='html'>So, as you may gather, this post isn't by Hong Wei. This post is by her "irritating" [sic] brother, because, well, she uses the same password for (almost) everything, and I happen to know what the password is. So, if you know her password for anything, you know it for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway, we can have some real content now. Real intellect. Not like all the nonsense you read below or in the previous posts (ahem &lt;small&gt;auroar&lt;/small&gt;). This one will be real stuff. Or maybe not. You have the option of scrolling down and be flooded with randomness or spam as you decide, or continue reading this stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could write about plenty of things in my mind, but most of them wouldn't really fit in here, so I'll just pick one at random. Mathematics. In my school, maths is the most popular subject, but, I figure people in other schools don't have such a great liking for maths. But, regardless, I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, maths is awesome. What you learn in school is maths, but it's not the real stuff. Not the real hardcore stuff. (Er, not hardcore as in porn, y'know?) The real stuff lies beyond that. There are plenty of interesting mathematics around, that is undeniable. Things like divergent series. I'm not sure whether divergent series are covered much in the A-level syllabus, but I'm pretty sure you encountered them while learning geometric progressions. I'm not sure whether you learned that yet, but unimportant to current discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divergent series are basically infinite sums that, well, don't end up at a single value. A classic example is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1_%2B_2_%2B_4_%2B_8_%2B_%C2%B7_%C2%B7_%C2%B7"&gt;1+2+4+8+16+…&lt;/a&gt;. The terms keep doubling, and we may as well say that the sum is infinity. But what if, we be a little lax, and start manipulating it a bit? Be warned, such manipulations can cause it to have any value. But trudging on anyway, we can find that, since this is a geometric progression with term ratio 2, the value can be taken to be 1/(1-2), which is −1 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might be thinking that this is all bullshit. How can a sum of ever-increasing positive numbers become negative? Well, note that it was ever-increasing. Sometimes, we can allow ourselves to think like Euler: the number line actually wraps; once you go beyond infinity you come back at negative infinity. And somehow, this causes it to end up at −1. This sounds a bit wacky, I know, but it sorta makes sense. &lt;a href="http://xkcd.com/571/"&gt;xkcd agrees&lt;/a&gt;. (Actually, not really.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can even have 1-3+5-7+9-11+…, which I can show equals 0. Ah, you might counter that for not only does it alternate, it keeps getting bigger! Well, I don't care. It just is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, please do not use these methods in your A-level examinations. You will fail if you do. I am not responsible if you fail. Do not blame me. Blame Hong Wei, because she was the one who let me type out this post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-2072583563801854452?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/2072583563801854452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/04/twenty-eighth-guest-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/2072583563801854452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/2072583563801854452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/04/twenty-eighth-guest-post.html' title='[Twenty-eighth] Guest post!'/><author><name>CHL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-4099801747116184885</id><published>2009-04-19T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T00:42:20.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Twenty-seventh] I WANT TO SLEEP MORE</title><content type='html'>I seriously have lack of sleep now. Have to wake up early almost everyday. SO SIAN &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be sleeping. There's piano lesson in the morning tomorrow. ARGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate PI!!!!!! HATE SCHOOLWORK D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS RANTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-4099801747116184885?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/4099801747116184885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/04/twenty-seventh-i-want-to-sleep-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/4099801747116184885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/4099801747116184885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/04/twenty-seventh-i-want-to-sleep-more.html' title='[Twenty-seventh] I WANT TO SLEEP MORE'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-7761145732806006804</id><published>2009-04-15T22:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T00:02:43.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Twenty-sixth] SPILL OF EMOTIONS T.T</title><content type='html'>This is going to be a sad post. If you are feeling emo/stressed/frustrated, I advise you not to read this. Anyway, who is going to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so freaking frustrated. Everything seemed so insecure for me now. Like I had any choice to make it better, so it just becomes worse by each day. I wished I could just be a loner, so I won't be bothered by all these unecessary stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My two friends whom I am supposedly closest to are... not really close... so it's super difficult to mix around with them. They just talk among themselves, totally ignoring my presence at times. I know that my personality doesn't really match well with them, but who else can I "stick" on to if I don't follow them? I don't want to be hated again. It's sad. They share so many secrets between them. Maybe, I seem like a totally dull and shitty person. That's why they don't want to talk to me. Sometimes I really wonder whether they truly like me as a friend because I can't feel anything coming from them. I should try to give more, but I not that kind of person, so don't force me to. I once talked to one of them about this thing, we both cried and she said that she didn't know that her actions (ie "ignoring" me) would hurt me so much. This seems biased, but I just didn't feel quite comfortable when she told me all that. It seemed all fake. I wish all these care and concern they give aren't just pretences. But I can't put all the blame on them. Because it's all fault that I can't be part of them, that I am also putting a mask in front of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schoolwork is crazy too. I have to admit that I am rather proud in my secondary school because my grades were better than average. But I think, that's just a small part of the world. The people in aj are seriously much much smarter than I am. I was too naive to think that everything would be so simple. I flunked my chem. 4/15. I never failed chem before. And I cried in the chem test. Hopefully nobody noticed. And someone, to rub salt into my wounds, said "cao mei zu" (ie the current generation who can't endure failures) I want to die already and he still said that (but not on purpose I hope) And maths... I think I am going to fail to. This can't get any worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questioning about life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the main purpose of us being alive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make as much money as we can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no answer. So why should we even live?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no meaning in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why should we study?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we are going to die eventually?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did mankind break free from the primitive ways of life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although many things seemed to have improved, it has not been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat, sleep, drink, shit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is bad. I think I am suffering from mild depression because suicidals thoughts are floating in my mind and I always have the urge to cry whenever something bad happens, be it big or small. I am such a wimp. People will hate me for that and this is a vicious cycle. Nothing will ever be the same again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: I am falling down a bottomless pit. I wasn't even crying as I was typing this. I am just numb and stressed out by schoolwork.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-7761145732806006804?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/7761145732806006804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/04/twenty-sixth-spill-of-emotions-tt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/7761145732806006804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/7761145732806006804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/04/twenty-sixth-spill-of-emotions-tt.html' title='[Twenty-sixth] SPILL OF EMOTIONS T.T'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-6422843481912338151</id><published>2009-03-13T20:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T22:47:56.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Twenty-fifth] March holidays :D</title><content type='html'>AHHH MY NECK AND BACK HURTS FROM MUSCLE STRAIN. Wonder how I got it :/ Could be due to PE but I am really not sure. PE isn't too bad today because we were late due to the polling for councillors. Ran 2 rounds of warm up and another 2 rounds later. I am damn unfit la. Close to 7 minutes for just a pathetic 2 rounds. UGGH. I need to train during the holidays, which will take up even more time D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the new co uniform is NICE, for girls only though. IT'S &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOT PINK&lt;/span&gt; &lt;3 The guys one looked horrid!!! They look like waiters in a chinese restaurant :/ I want to stress this: The co uniform is HOT PINK!!!! However, the sleeves are quite short so people can see my flabby arms D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really think I can enjoy my march holidays. There's like tonnes of co practices which eats up a lot of time already. JC life sucks. The friends are great, but the studying part is really GROSS. I need to plan my time more wisely!!!! =.= I hope I won't lose my momentum to study and mug like the muggy muggers in my class!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: Gossip is love &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.reflexive.com/webGameTag.php?WGID=182"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-6422843481912338151?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/6422843481912338151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/03/twenty-fifth-march-holidays-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/6422843481912338151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/6422843481912338151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/03/twenty-fifth-march-holidays-d.html' title='[Twenty-fifth] March holidays :D'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-1347307499094627787</id><published>2009-03-10T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T23:28:41.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Twenty-fourth] First official non-friday post since school started.</title><content type='html'>Skipped PE again today!!! YAYES!!! The teacher commented that I wasn't fit. I don't really care. Why? Does she discriminate unfit people like me? BOOOOOO. Then clumsy Haena fell and hurt her ankle. OUCH. It looked a little swollen. Hope she gets well soon!! And the most surprising thing during PE is that... I AM NOT IN THE FUN CLUB :D:D:D:D:D (aka TAF club)!!!! I seriously thought I was overweight because I gained like a huge 4 kgs during my holidays. I wonder how much I will gain the next long holiday which is after A levels. A whole 5 months of pigging and stufifng myselfwith food &lt;3 haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too tired to type anymore. My maid caught me closing my eyes just a few seconds ago :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: I live for food!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-1347307499094627787?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/1347307499094627787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/03/twenty-fourth-first-official-non-friday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/1347307499094627787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/1347307499094627787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/03/twenty-fourth-first-official-non-friday.html' title='[Twenty-fourth] First official non-friday post since school started.'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-6607244779386140229</id><published>2009-03-08T13:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T22:50:24.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Twenty-third] St nicks is LOVE</title><content type='html'>~Monday to Thursday~&lt;br /&gt;I was chasing someone for money like a loanshark!!! ROAR! hahaha. I think I am getting weirder by the day but that's not important. He owed me 17 bucks and I practically had no money to buy stuff. Sigh. Everything is so damn expensive. Wanted to type something that is politically incorrect but decided not too because it may get me into trouble. I finally got my money back :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I caught a disgusting flu bug from someone and my sore throat is acting a little again ): Went to the clinic, got medicine but not much rest because of homework D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Friday~&lt;br /&gt;Skipped PE because I had MC :D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to st nicks on friday :D yayness!!!!! met my friends!!! Double yayness!!! and then met my juniors!!! Triple yayness!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA this is so crappy but I was happy (: My goodness, so many things has changed in snco... my junior who was very nice became like a devil after she had a post in comm. WTH. That's why I dislike comm so much because it changes people, which is rather saddening for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished I went for the dinner with my class, then I could have taken more photos with them D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my mom's birthday on friday so I went to celebrate it with her. Oh wells, no point mulling over this anymore. Guess where I went to eat with my mom.... SUSHI TEI &lt;3 I ate until my stomach was damn freaking bloated and felt like puking. But the food is nice :D Haven't ate this since early last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the one at Raffles place. As I was walking there, I felt a little emo because that was where prom was held. LIKE I TOTALLY MISS MY FRIENDS D: Then I saw bodyshop which was where xiaotung and karina was doing there make up, and then the accessories shop where tung and I went to look for a hairband. Then I could see so many people wearing gowns and suits which is so like prom (only difference is that one group = students, the other = uncles/aunties XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Saturday~&lt;br /&gt;Went back to school for more co practices. ARGH. I want to sleep. zzzzzzzzZZZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;I think I just got myself into uneccessary trouble by wanting to perform in college day. Hopefully the practices wouldn't increase too much :) It will make my SGC look a little better though :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: OM NOM NOM Hong Wei is a glutton :P STUDY STUDY FOR MATHS TEST D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE @ 22:48: I feel damn f-ing insignificant for a moment. Don't know why, but I'm fine now. I am officially weird to the max :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-6607244779386140229?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/6607244779386140229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/03/twenty-fourth-st-nicks-is-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/6607244779386140229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/6607244779386140229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/03/twenty-fourth-st-nicks-is-love.html' title='[Twenty-third] St nicks is LOVE'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-174069781680658086</id><published>2009-02-27T22:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T23:41:20.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Twenty-second] 11/09 (:</title><content type='html'>I think I am seriously suffering from amnesia. I CAN'T REMEMBER THE FLOW OF EVENTS FOR THIS WEEK. So bear with me with all the scattered nonsense in this post :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, my class now has 2 potential loners: Miss v and Mr talkative XD Not very sure why Mr talkative is not that well-liked. Miss v is DAMN F IRRITATING. NOT ONLY SHE STICKS TO PEOPLE, she is also very very bossy and has a high D personality. (@ lao jace: Some what like cockroach XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first Miss v wasn't that bad, until she kept sticking to people like a stalker and takes everything for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: She wanted to borrow my notes for Econs and Physics because she will be missing lessons due to the alpha programme. (This happened during a msn convo) So I told her not to be a leech. (like don't always copy notes from me) Then she was like, "What's leech?" ULTRA DENSE MUCH!!! I think she is just feigning it only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I don't like her because why? Because she sucks XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this week is the first week of pe D: Super tiring. Tuesday is afternoon pe, which is like the first time I am doing exercise in 3 months!! Hate running ): 2 rounds of warm up then 4 rounds of proper running. I didn't manage to do the 4 rounds under 12 mins, so I had to do an extra 2 rounds continuous from the 4 rounds ): I was practically dying from exhaustion. 8 rounds is simply too much for me. They should just make the warm up 1 round. That would be much better!! As for Friday, it's morning pe. Ran 2 rounds of warm up, took height and weight (I think I am overweight) and then ran another 4 rounds. After that, we only had half an hour of break so the schedule is quite tight. When I changed back to the school uniform, I felt horribly sticky!!! I should bathe next time! (but seriously, the toilet was wet and gross... so it kinds of put me off to bathe there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment about my class: I think the people there are generally nice, but some are not that hardworking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like typing anymore. So I am stopping here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: 26 minutes more to a new day :D (as of now when I was typing this)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-174069781680658086?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/174069781680658086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/02/twenty-second-1109.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/174069781680658086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/174069781680658086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/02/twenty-second-1109.html' title='[Twenty-second] 11/09 (:'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-3217646386356802582</id><published>2009-02-20T18:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T22:01:53.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Twenty-first] So near yet so far...</title><content type='html'>I have decided to update my blog on every friday. So don't expect me to write every single day. (stares at jacy XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway here's the brief overview of my life since orientation week and this week, which is the first week of lecture (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Orientation Day 1~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurray!! I was finally with my class! Got to know some new people and having a REALLY HARD TIME REMEMBERING NAMES. I totally couldn't remember anyone's name except for Abi (who is the only Indian guy in my class) Icebreakers were quite helpful in name-memorising :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Orientation Day 2~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Games and dance again (: Though I hate the dancing part because the dance is so freaking difficult to remember, the games did help my og to bond a little :D [I can't remember much :P]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Orientation Day 3~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, things were getting in shape... including the 2 distinct groups of girls... It's really quite saddening because I thought that people would be like ultra close to everyone else and not in cliques. But oh wells, things had happened. No point mulling over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Orientation Day 4~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, the rest of the girls form a huge big clique and the other were just in their little corner. I didn't quite care about the guys, they are like always mixing around with one another. Then OGLs sort of blended in our og :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Orientation Day 5~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finale has finally arrived!! Actually, I wasn't even excited about it until they gave the glowing stick thingy :D That's the only thing I am excited about :D:D Then our og decided to give our ogls each a present so we decided to give them a bottle. At first I was holding the pink bottle supposedly for the girl, then someone from my og  came up to me, asked me for the pink one. So I was just being curious why I had to exchange the pink one to the black one to decorate, I asked the someone, the pink bottle is for?? Someone replied it's for the guy ogl. Then I was like *gasp* Why pink for a guy?!! HAHA super gay :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lessons Day 1-5~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how I feel about the different lectures I have attended so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP: The lecturers are rather normal. Did nothing much for this first lecture actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths: Boring. Perhaps it is due to the topic which is on graphs and functions, in which many of the things I have learnt previously in AMaths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Econs: 1st lecture: High tension because the lecturer was freaking fierce. 2nd lecture: Much much better. 3rd: Hilarious! Quote from video: "Are you sure you don't want anymore toblerone? It's premium chocolate at only $2!!" (or something like that) Apparently the 1st day lecturer was only pms-ing so I guess he is actually fine (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics: It was tough at first but I managed to catch up :D My father commented that the notes were quite detailed and very readable so I guess Physics will be a breeze for me :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry: There's definitely no chemistry between me and this topic about Mr, Ar, and all those relative masses shit. I guess those things aren't really important because I still could manage to do mole concept questions without knowing all these rubbishy terms. Conclusion: Chemists are horrible at naming terms because they all sound the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~Bits and pieces of life :D~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just did the ecareers thing, and my brother was like "Just put everything 'unable' (which means that I am unable to do the task well). You suck." What a jerk. CHL, if you read this, don't flame me! (if not I cry and report to the police for cyberbullying and sibling abuse!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today in the school hall, I heard someone playing the grand piano on the side of the stage &lt;3 I want to play too!!!! Someday I must have a house big enough and a grand :D I should really just go be a rich taitai, but I think it's impossible because I don't think Singaporeans are that rich. Even if they are, why should their son marry a country bumpkin like me? How realistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: I seriously hate the habit of bitching about people. Don't learn this kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Ben: if you are reading this, you are a stalker. (joking only :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update on 27 Feb: I edited some parts because I thought it was horrible to badmouth someone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-3217646386356802582?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/3217646386356802582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/02/twenty-first-so-near-yet-so-far.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/3217646386356802582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/3217646386356802582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/02/twenty-first-so-near-yet-so-far.html' title='[Twenty-first] So near yet so far...'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-2697433241198355350</id><published>2009-02-07T18:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T22:31:18.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Twentieth] Long time no post!!</title><content type='html'>Haha. I am writing this just for Jacy's sake. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANK ME OR ELSE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Anyway, I am so so so sorry for like not updating so long. My enthusiasm for blogging has died out. But I will try to maintain my blog (: Since I haven't been blogging for so long, I will be covering CNY to ... until the first week of school. It's going to be a long post so bear with me!! Thanks :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Due to the economic crisis, I think I received fairly little ang bao money this year. About $300 only. Normally the sum would be up to $400 or some where near there. But the main thing is not about $. CNY is about having FUN!! Well, as per usual, reunion dinner is at my house, where all my close relatives came. The food was awesome :D:D This year, besides all the usual dishes like curry chicken, yu piao soup, abalone and chap chye, we had chicken with wine and fish with asam curry &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;For the first day of CNY, I went to my maternal grandparents place :) The homemade pineapple tarts were delicious :D Just sat there, didn't do much. Didn't quite interact with anyone there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Second day: My mother's cousin came to visit us (: Again, there was little interaction although the cousin's daughter was here (She's only sec 1 or 2) Then I went to my mom's friend's place. The barbequed chicken wing was finger licking good :P HAHA. I think I am such a greedy pig. Almost every post which has anything to do with food, I will comment on it. I played taiti with the friend's children. Their rules are slightly different from mine. But who cares? I WON ABOUT 5 ROUNDS!!!! MUAHAHAHAHA!! Sadly, no money is involved D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;This is the end of the CNY part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Now to the waiting of the posting results [I can't really remember much about this]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;30 January 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;12 noon. (barely awake)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Using mozilla firefox to go to the MOE website.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Keyed in my NRIC number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Results: You have been posted to Anderson Junior College.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I was like "okay. now what?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;IT WAS A REALLY STRANGE FEELING... quite hard to describe. Seems like I wasn't too happy to get into aj. But it wasn't really disappointed or anything... AHH. Let's just skip this trying-to-describe-the-feeling-but-i-cannot-express-it part okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Haha. Then I went to the rj and hci website to appeal. And rj wanted my prelim results. WHAT?! *rubs eyes* *gasp* *shock* *horror* I SCORED LIKE A BLOODY L1R5 OF 18 FOR MY PRELIMS. This is so unfair. It's not a good gauge because I personally think that st nicks prelims were tough. AHH. Anyway, I proceeded with feeling up the forms and submitting it online. Then rj said something like it is up to the college whether I will get the subject combi I want. Then I am like... OMG. Subject combi is super important to me so if I am not assured that I will get the subjects I want, I am not willing to take the risk. As for hc, I decided not to go there because it is too far. Conclusion: I wasted a day to fill up the appeal form online D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;End of posting results. Next on to the first week of JC life (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Actually, I shouldn't have put that smiley face there because it wasn't a very interesting week and I am lazy to delete it. (My computer is currently lagging and everything is slowing down to a crawl)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;The first day was like epic boring. Firstly, there was an welcome talk by the principal, which was not too bad, but a little long. Then it was 3 three talks by nus, ntu and smu. The first speaker (I shall not mention which uni he is from) was slow and boring and dragged time. By then we had no mood to listen to the second and third speaker. And the worse thing is that WE DIDN'T HAVE A PROPER BREAK TO EAT ): I was practically starving (my stomach was growling. super embarrassing) Thankfully, my father brought me to eat later when school ended at about 2pm. I was quite sad on the first day because there were torturous speeches and I simply missed everyone. FYI, there isn't close to me in aj. So it was quite depressing for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Second to fourth day: Nothing much, just buying school uniform (which I think I look fabulous in it) and more talks, introductory lectures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Fifth day: Finally some games and dance. However, I must say that the student council wasn't very good at making people high. It was more like people zi-highing. It was kind of sian at first. But I guess we slowly warmed up (: But by 12 noon, everyone was starving because there's no proper break to eat again. OH, my mg (matriculation group) got called up to the stage because we didn't manage to arrange ourselves in our name's alphabetical order. Then we were called to do that peel banana forfeit. Like WTH already... The worse part is that someone had to lead and I, being the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;REALLY LUCKY ONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;, got choosen. The feeling was horrible. I have no face already la!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quite sad that I can no longer wear the st nicks uniform anymore. I have been wearing that for 10 years and asking me to wear a new one, it's much more than a change of fashion. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: I love all my friends. I would promise to keep in touch with all of you okay? If you would like to contact me... you can do so by sending me an sms!! I have a handphone already!! Reach me at 96735284!! Don't you think the number is so special? The number has all numbers except for 0 and 1 :P (Don't tell me to get a life)&lt;br /&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/6394833337806082817-2697433241198355350?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/2697433241198355350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/02/twentieth-long-time-no-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/2697433241198355350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/2697433241198355350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/02/twentieth-long-time-no-post.html' title='[Twentieth] Long time no post!!'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-1075952007606757063</id><published>2009-01-20T16:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T17:01:14.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Nineteenth] Class chalet is love &lt;3</title><content type='html'>YAY! Class chalet was quite fun indeed! Sadly I didn't stay behind because I didn't want to and had like nose bleed in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Yanyi, Dawn and Denise at amk mrt. Then took the train all the way to city hall. We were lucky that the train at the other side has arrived so we kind of ran there in a super unglam manner XD While we were running, Denise actually spotted Ka and others, who didn't bother to get on the train. That's like super retarded! Haha :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the whole class met at pasir ris mrt, took bus 354 to somewhere, walked a REALLY LONG DISTANCE before we finally reached our chalet bungalow! The weather was terrible, but still better than today's which is sorching hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after we settled down, the basketball people (I went along too) went to play at the basketball court... which was really pathetic. We had to rent the basketball hoop =_= But in the end we didn't and ended up playing captain's ball. It was fun too, just that my ankle started to hurt a little :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Yanyi and I went to rent a bike each for an hour :D Cycling in a quiet and windy environment is really fun and great! Then we went to fly a kite (: It was quite difficult to control the kite because the wind is like blowing everywhere, and got stuck in a tree D: Tried to get it out for about 10 mintues before pulling the string really hard. Well, all ends well because the kite fell down after the string snapped :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barbeque!!! YUM! The chicken wing was awesome, just that some were uncook. As for the microwaved fishball, not too bad, but could have tasted better if it was barbequed. Otah is okay only. Not that fantastic. Marshmallows were soft and gooey :D:D:D:D I ate until I was quite full, then went to help the others make otah. Hope they were cooked long enough :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was super tired when I got home... Got like muscle ache at my thighs... Must be because of the cycling and lack of exercise. I layed on my bed since 2am+ until 5am... The muscle ache was really uncomfortable. So I went downstairs to get a cup of water to try and relax. That worked and I slept until 1pm today. The best thing is that the muscle ache is gone! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of yesterday's stuff. Today, I went to buy chinese new year stuff. It was heavy... Bought two big bottles of sprite and f&amp;amp;n cherry, 6 packets of 6 packet drinks. Gah. Not only that, also bought 4 chicken packet thingy, 3 bottles of black pepper sauce, a bottle of red date sauce and a bottle of cooking wine. The car was like an oven when my father and I got in. Suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: I want to play the piano like a pro! Irrelevant quote: "I am ingore you" from the impossible quiz (not sure whether it is from the first or the second.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-1075952007606757063?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/1075952007606757063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/01/nineteenth-class-chalet-is-love-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/1075952007606757063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/1075952007606757063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/01/nineteenth-class-chalet-is-love-3.html' title='[Nineteenth] Class chalet is love &lt;3'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-43925754698778393</id><published>2009-01-18T16:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T17:02:05.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Eighteenth]</title><content type='html'>Oh man!! I am another year older already! This is horrible. Can't even imagine how I would feel when I am, say 30 years old. I was thinking that the feeling might not be that bad when I am 29 turning to 30, because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From 1 to 2: increased by 100%&lt;br /&gt;From 2 to 3: increased by 50%&lt;br /&gt;From 3 to 4: increased by 33.3%&lt;br /&gt;From 4 to 5: increased by 25%&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;From 16 to 17: increased by 6.25%&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;From 29 to 30: increased by 3.44%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? The percentage increase it getting lower when the age gets bigger, thus I conclude that the pain and suffering of getting older will significantly decrease by half when I am turning 30, relative to now. HAHA. Trying to sound chim fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had a mango birthday cake from sweet secrets. YUM :D It was kind of small and expensive, but it was real good so it was still value for money :D To "celebrate" my wonderful birthday, I went to clean up my stuff. WOW. Threw away quite a lot of junk which had much sentimental value in it D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to end off the cleaning session, I decided to revamp my table look by taking away the really ugly stickers and paste new ones!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stickers on my table list:&lt;br /&gt;1. Hello Kitty!!! (5)&lt;br /&gt;2. www.sg/kids (3)&lt;br /&gt;3. Pooh (3)&lt;br /&gt;4. Garfield (3)&lt;br /&gt;5. Random stickers (tons. of. them.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-43925754698778393?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/43925754698778393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-man-i-am-another-year-older-already.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/43925754698778393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/43925754698778393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-man-i-am-another-year-older-already.html' title='[Eighteenth]'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-2090129012820320659</id><published>2009-01-16T20:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:50:04.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Seventeenth]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;YOOHOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Finally got back my O level results!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I PASSED WITH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;YI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;NG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;CO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;LO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;UR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;S!!&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Haha, sorry. It's lame I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;These are my results:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;English: A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Literature in English: A2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Combined Humanities: A2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Mathematics: A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Additional Mathematics: A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Physics: A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Chemistry: A2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Higher Chinese: B3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Isn't this great? Anyway my choices of JCs are RI, HCI, AJC, NJC. (In sequence)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for me that I can get into RI/HCI. Hopefully the posting results will come out a little earlier so that there's less suspense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shan't talk too much about the selection of JCs because it is really horrible and I do not wish to think about it ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother is getting on my nerves again by carrying his wooden stick around and look as if he's going to wack me anytime. Really irritating can! What a sucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just took a little quiz. Van asked me to take it... So this is my result :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.semeuke.com/images/ilp.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are an Innocent Uke!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute and sweet, and most gentle of all uke, whips and chains are not for you - you just want someone to love you. You are often spotted in candy shops wearing furry kitty ears, where you are sure to be noticed by the Romantic Seme, whose protective instincts will kick in and will only want to take you home and love and protect you. And you, of course, will be more than happy to spend the rest of your life baking cookies for your seme. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Most compatible with:&lt;/b&gt; Romantic Seme&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Least compatible with:&lt;/b&gt; Sadistic Seme, Don't Fuck With Me Seme&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What seme or uke are you? Take the experience at &lt;a href="http://www.semeuke.com" target=_blank&gt;SemeUke.com&lt;/a&gt;, or find merchandise &lt;a href="http://www.gesshoku.org" target=_blank&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: I am still not sure whether I made the correct decision. Suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Happy Birthday to me~&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/6394833337806082817-2090129012820320659?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/2090129012820320659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/01/seventeenth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/2090129012820320659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/2090129012820320659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/01/seventeenth.html' title='[Seventeenth]'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-7192684557034480638</id><published>2009-01-12T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T01:18:35.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Sixteenth]</title><content type='html'>OMG!!! O levels results are coming out tomorrow!! That's like super fast ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I am not at all nervous. Must be something wrong with me. Bet I am going to cry like mad tomorrow afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was a happy day!!! I went to Macs for fillet-o-fish (: I loved it, but it was expensive can! $6.15 for a burger, drink and fries. Later went to play the arcade crane game and I caught a cute little bear!!! &lt;3 Which means that I sort of got it for like $2 since I played it twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: I finally used the audition hack again. Shameless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-7192684557034480638?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/7192684557034480638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/01/sixteenth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/7192684557034480638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/7192684557034480638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/01/sixteenth.html' title='[Sixteenth]'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-3607580112965887937</id><published>2009-01-08T21:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T17:02:31.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Fifthteenth]</title><content type='html'>I finally went out yesterday!!!! Therefore I am no longer a prisoner at home!! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Hiu Tung :D It was so fun because I keep suan-ing her and teasing her. We stayed together for about 12 hours, which is pretty long and my legs were aching from all the walking around. Tungtung is such a sweet girl and great company (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a really really nice pairs of shoes and a hairband :D I will post the pictures soon (: However, the shoes gave me 2 blisters on my left foot which fortunately didn't hurt too much. And this shopping trip made me BROKE. I guess I can't go shopping anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when tv shows clashes. I want to watch code geass and the christina aguilera concert D: I wished I had a tape recorder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, somebody called me today at 1015. Obviously I was still sleeping and then my dad brought the phone to me and said someone called me. So instinctively, I pressed the button thing to listen and then I just realised I hanged up on that person. OMG SUPER SORRY WHOEVER YOU MAY BE!! I am not being rude ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: As I was typing this post, the cats were fighting so they were like "MEOWW!!!". This sparked off a chain: My neighbours dog started barking, then another few dogs were barking and it ended when I shouted,"Shut up."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-3607580112965887937?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/3607580112965887937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/01/fifthteen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/3607580112965887937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/3607580112965887937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/01/fifthteen.html' title='[Fifthteenth]'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-2304103774275029539</id><published>2009-01-04T00:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T00:21:35.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Fourteenth]</title><content type='html'>I shall try to keep this blog going (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom just bought the sauce and the noodles for making cha soba :D:D:D haha I will probably finish it in one day. I really want to eat it now *craves for it like an addict*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, I went to shop n save to buy some stuff and then when I was walking back, I went to play a crane game. Here's a picture for you if you don't know what it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.backtobasicstoys.com/images/5931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.backtobasicstoys.com/images/5931.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*This image is not mine. Please give credit to http://www.backtobasicstoys.com*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I spent $1 playing that game. And I suck ): Didn't even catch anything. I was too greedy to get something cute from there. Maybe I should try again :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! My brother took a ice lolly to eat and when he was trying to take it out, only the stick came out and the lolly was still inside!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I should go and reformat my computer now. It's behind schedule for a very long time already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-2304103774275029539?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/2304103774275029539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/01/fourteenth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/2304103774275029539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/2304103774275029539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/01/fourteenth.html' title='[Fourteenth]'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-6436975870819852194</id><published>2009-01-02T22:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T00:01:20.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Thirteenth] Hmm...</title><content type='html'>Did you read my story? You must okay? It's really retarded and damn stupid. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really think this blog is not going to last. Lost the novelty value. It is really tedious to type almost every other day. I am a lazy person so don't expect too much from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's time for me to exercise. Haven't been moving my butt off the chair during the whole holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I am going crazy. No more typing for today. Good night people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-6436975870819852194?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/6436975870819852194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/01/thirteen-hmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/6436975870819852194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/6436975870819852194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/01/thirteen-hmm.html' title='[Thirteenth] Hmm...'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-5254006777273837177</id><published>2009-01-01T00:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T22:35:07.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Twelfth] 2009!!</title><content type='html'>Happy new year everyone!! Okay, actually I am not a single bit excited about 2009. Looks weird and not a very nice number. I have a particular "feel" for numbers. Any number that has a 9 in it looks horrible except if:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. It comes in pairs - 99&lt;br /&gt;2. It has at least one even number touching it - 3194, 2917&lt;br /&gt;3. When I say it is nice, it is. Refer to CHW's Rulebook [COMING SOON] :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like no one answered my little question so too bad. No tauhuay for anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009, a new year, a new experience for me in JC. OH MAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Random interruption: Girly man!! You can youtube for this. It is retarded and hilarious :D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, JC. I hope it's not too much tougher. My head hurts whenever I think about this. Time for a story!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`*~.+The Oily Beauty+.~*`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, there lived a princess named Auroar. (Not a typo error) Her father and her mother, the king and the mother doted on her. When she was born, they specially asked 3 fairy godmother to bless her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first fairy godmother gave the baby girl a very beautiful name, Aurora. However, when she was penning the name down into the book of records, she spelt Aurora wrongly and she didn't have correction tape with her so her name became Auroar [Pronounced: o-ROOAARRR!!!!] The fairy godmother think that it was such a unique name so she disappeared into dust with a smile on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second fairy godmother was rather disappointed at the first fairy godmother for giving her such a weird name, so she wished that the first fairy godmother died. Well, her wish did came true, however what was written in the book of records was not changed. She also broke a law of killing a supernatural creature in Chapter:2, part MLCXVI, line 56-89 so she got a death penalty. In other words, she is dead. She was being cooked in a cauldron and served to the royalties. FYI: This was Auroar's first meal and she thought that it was beef and tasted too oily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the third fairy godmother wanted to bless the newborn princess, the country's most evil witch arrived in a limo. She even brought the reporters with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am rushing for a meeting in 30 minutes. So I shall make it snappy. Your cute little princess shall become very Very VERY hideous when she grows up. HAHAHA" After that, the reporters rushed in, pushing all the palace guards on the floor. They were asking all sorts of questions, including those that were totally unrelated to what had just happened. For example one asked, "Did the witch's face become so black because she fell down one day and her face was full of blue-blacks and didn't quite recover?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The king and queen were so annoyed that they asked the third fairy godmother to chase all the reporters away. The king and queen pleaded with the third fairy godmother to bless the princess so that she wouldn't become ugly in the future. However, the third fairy godmother was very angry (the first fairy godmother was her best friend and was angry that the second fairy godmother killed her) so she cursed the princess that she will be f**ked. After that, she threw the star on her wand towards Auroar which burnt her skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--15 Years Later--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auroar looked rather pleasant. She had long black hair which flowed down her shoulder. Her skin was fair and glowing, her eyes were so bright it could shoot laser beams that kill, her lips were are red as cherries and she was so slim that she could dodge the raindrops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The king and queen thought that Auroar was mature enough to accept that she was going to be ugly so during dinner time, they told her about the evil witch's spell and the curse of the third fairy godmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The princess was drinking peas and carrot soup that night. When she heard about the news, she choked on her peas and carrots. She was coughing them out in a rather unsightly manner. A very strange phenomenon occurred as she coughed. When she coughed once, a pimple popped out of her face. When she coughed another time, another pimple popped out. She coughed a total of 2351 times before she settled down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually she never did settle down because she became ugly in an instance!! She ran into her room and cried for 3 whole days without sleep. When she stop crying and has calmed down, she looked at herself in the mirror. Her eyes were red and swollen (which made her even look uglier) and she hated it so she boxed her eyes until it was bright again. However, IT WAS SHINY BLACK (blue-black on her eye. How sad) and when the doctor came into her room to check on her, he said that her eyes would permanently be greyish-black because she sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, Auroar was in a state of depression. She was bathing, trying to scrub off all the pimples on her face. She cried for a few days without eating or drinking so she grabbed her shampoo bottle and wanted to drink it. "Oh, this lovely bottle of mine does not contain water? How stupid of me to drink it down!" [Failed attempt of suicide] She thought that the shower hose would have water so she drank it. What she did not know is that the water isn't clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got attacked by some water-borne virus which made her fall into a deep deep sleep. To cure the virus, only one solution: Find a prince and make him kiss her. But hey, SHE'S UGLY. WHO WANTS HER? ANYONE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auroar was lucky because she was already betrothed  to Prince Chaota when she was very young. And so after a few months of travelling, the prince finally arrived at Auroar's bedside. You could say that the prince was really reluctant to kiss her, because his face was turning green (They are high-tech now. The prince is like a cyborg and the face can change colour like those retarded dogs which change colour when they hear different genres of music.) But then, the prince seriously had no choice whether he wants to kiss her as his parents stared at him and said that he could only marry her or live a life of a monk. HE SHOULD HAVE CHOSEN THE LATTER, but his heart is made of gold (literally... remember he's a cyborg?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he stepped up to her bed, sat beside the sleeping princess and pondered whether the curse will be released when he kissed her. His lips touched hers. He lifted his head to see the princess' face. Her eyes were closed. There was no sign that she waas going to wake up. The prince initial thought came true. She didn't awaken. The prince was so disappointed. He had to wake her up by all means. If not he will seriously become a monk. He still wants to have his many girlfriends and *ahem*. So he swayed his hand and concentrated, transfering all his qi to her body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her eyelids battered. She was finally concious!! Immediate thought of the prince: PORN. He smiled to himself. The princess saw the blissful look on his face and misunderstood it as the prince kissed her out of love. EPIC GROSSNESS &gt;&lt; Then out of goodwill, the prince wanted to lift the princess up so he could hug her. Unexpectedly, when his hand clutched her shoulders and tried to lift her up, her whole body slipped off his hands!!! He screamed. There was oil all over his hands. "This is seriously digusting! EWWW~~~~! Her oil glands are way too active already! OMG!" the prince exclaimed with shock and horror all written on his face. He teleported (only for short distances) to the toilet and then paused for a while (He hasn't washed his hands yet) Eureka! He had this fantastic idea that, the oil produced from the princess can be used to oil the gears inside him! He took a spoon, scrapped off some oil from her body and applied it onto his body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With such relationship with one another, they got married soon after. Everyday, he would use her oil to lubricate his machine and she still idolizes him because he kissed her. Love blossomed between the both of them and they live happily ever after. The end :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BONUS READ:&lt;br /&gt;Auroar Haiku&lt;br /&gt;She is not pretty&lt;br /&gt;Neither is she a hot babe&lt;br /&gt;But Prince married her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay people. I going to leave this. I will continue the story as soon as possible. Hope you have enjoyed it so far (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[UPDATE ON 100309: I completed the story, but the ending was kind of crappy because I am super sian already.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-5254006777273837177?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/5254006777273837177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/01/twelfth-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/5254006777273837177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/5254006777273837177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2009/01/twelfth-2009.html' title='[Twelfth] 2009!!'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-1617484186830521187</id><published>2008-12-28T21:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T22:18:51.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Eleventh] Random Pictures!</title><content type='html'>Some of these pictures were WAY OVERDUE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nz5SOKvc2rI/SVeBE-6rKII/AAAAAAAAAA0/ObRaQUCyDJ0/s1600-h/random+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nz5SOKvc2rI/SVeBE-6rKII/AAAAAAAAAA0/ObRaQUCyDJ0/s320/random+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284834610351122562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little caterpillar crawled on the outside of our house. "Tra-la-la" it sang as it crawled on the floor. Suddenly it felt something was burning his poor little soul. It's the infamous insect killer/torturer (aka my dad)!!! The boiling water flowed all over its body. "I will survive!!", the little caterpillar said. "I shall act as if I am dead so that they will leave me alone and I can escape!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little caterpillar thought that it was such a fabulous plan so it followed the plan. Little did it know that the insect killer was still there... Just when it was going to escape, it felt a sudden chill and heavy weight on its back. "Not again?!", it exclaimed as it struggled to keep alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days later, the little caterpillar has recovered from the burns and the cold, so it decided to escape to a place far far away... Maybe to the neighbour's house? When it was crawling towards the wall which was separating the two houses, the evil animal killer spotted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, the insect killer had the urge to kill it. Poor little caterpillar, it was totally crushed like a pancake under a heavy wheel of a car. "Noooooooo...", it tried with its very last breathe to cry for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: Don't torture insects. Kill them instantly so they don't feel the pain :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food For My Christmas Party :D YUM!!&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nz5SOKvc2rI/SVeBzYO-8BI/AAAAAAAAAA8/mOr2E6HyTmA/s1600-h/random+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nz5SOKvc2rI/SVeBzYO-8BI/AAAAAAAAAA8/mOr2E6HyTmA/s320/random+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284835407421173778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nz5SOKvc2rI/SVeBz5AVtDI/AAAAAAAAABE/wm8xwGDjj1M/s1600-h/random+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nz5SOKvc2rI/SVeBz5AVtDI/AAAAAAAAABE/wm8xwGDjj1M/s320/random+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284835416218121266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nz5SOKvc2rI/SVeB0E0gehI/AAAAAAAAABM/WzsaU6exO9c/s1600-h/random+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nz5SOKvc2rI/SVeB0E0gehI/AAAAAAAAABM/WzsaU6exO9c/s320/random+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284835419389721106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nz5SOKvc2rI/SVeB0cElCNI/AAAAAAAAABU/Cx3Fq7OcOp0/s1600-h/random+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nz5SOKvc2rI/SVeB0cElCNI/AAAAAAAAABU/Cx3Fq7OcOp0/s320/random+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284835425631144146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at my disgusting foot. Okay, that's enough. You may proceed to the next picture. If you want to look at it for a longer period of time, go ahead. It's not my fault that you may feel nauseous. (FYI, my foot still looks like that. D: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nz5SOKvc2rI/SVeB0pHjprI/AAAAAAAAABc/wmVN8UJQiK0/s1600-h/random+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 316px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nz5SOKvc2rI/SVeB0pHjprI/AAAAAAAAABc/wmVN8UJQiK0/s320/random+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284835429133297330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was cutting my nails today, and I was bored so... the picture says it all (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nz5SOKvc2rI/SVeCQpNSehI/AAAAAAAAABk/9UWIV-9z6_k/s1600-h/random+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nz5SOKvc2rI/SVeCQpNSehI/AAAAAAAAABk/9UWIV-9z6_k/s320/random+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284835910193674770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the main story :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was bored. Like really bored today so I requested to ask my dad to teach me maths again (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned about inequalities. It's so easy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x-2)&lt;br /&gt;-------  &gt; 10&lt;br /&gt;(x+5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would you solve this? [Hint: If you cross-multiply, your answer is WRONG]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone knows the answer? Tell me! First correct answer will get a bowl of tauhuay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To CHL: You can participate too, but your prize will be to wake me up, then go MCD &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TOGETHER&lt;/span&gt; and then I will treat you to a breakfast (: However, you may only give me an answer from 29 December onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I printed out the ponyo ponyo sheet music (: I love that song! Don't you think it is such a cute and happy song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: Cheating in audition is very very fun (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-1617484186830521187?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/1617484186830521187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2008/12/eleventh-random-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/1617484186830521187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/1617484186830521187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2008/12/eleventh-random-pictures.html' title='[Eleventh] Random Pictures!'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nz5SOKvc2rI/SVeBE-6rKII/AAAAAAAAAA0/ObRaQUCyDJ0/s72-c/random+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-8631427135408044745</id><published>2008-12-26T23:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T22:22:18.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Tenth] :D</title><content type='html'>I am happy today :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I woke up and went to EAT (again :P) at Thomson Plaza. Ate some hakka food at the food court. Nothing really special so don't buy food from that stall if you happen to eat there! My father gave this stall a rating of 2/10, one is for the generousity of giving us an extra bowl of soup. Then my brother interrupted and said, "the other one is for the air-con" HAHA. Personally, I don't really think the food is that horrible, but I would eat it because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The queue is short :P&lt;br /&gt;2. I am starving and cannot think straight&lt;br /&gt;3. All the stalls in the food court is closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we ordered a plate of penang chao guo tiao. YAY!!! We wanted to order that at first but there was a REALLY LONG QUEUE (which shows how great it tastes!!!) Well, we were satisfied with that plate of guo tiao (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, off to NTUC! Sadly, we only bought 2 rows of tissue boxes and 1 pathetic row of toilet paper (refer to fourth post's pictures) I &lt;3 BUYING TOILET PAPER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: I want to post this following comment on someone's blog but I didn't think it was very nice to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;"You are a really really bad liar ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I shall leave that to let you figure out on your own."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I didn't have the courage to do that because I fear that it may create another misunderstanding betweeen us. It's bad enough that we had many misunderstandings in this year. I wished this friendship could get a little more simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still happy though, nothing can change my mood today!! MUAHAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-8631427135408044745?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/8631427135408044745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2008/12/tenth-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/8631427135408044745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/8631427135408044745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2008/12/tenth-d.html' title='[Tenth] :D'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-5232596344719187896</id><published>2008-12-25T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T21:11:35.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Ninth] Merry Christmas Everyone!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey, it's christmas again!! Happy holidays! HO HO HO :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an awesome party yesterday (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends and I were eating like a hungry pack of wolves (Be jealous: We had turkey, ham, salad, smoked salmon, fried rice, durian cake, tiramisu and fruit cocktail :D ), played some card games... asshole tieti!! (I don't know how to spell :P) The winner will give the loser his/her 3 best cards and then the loser will give the winner his/her 3 lousiest cards. It is really bad if you become a loser because the bad luck will follow you FOR THE REST OF THE GAME! I became the asshole and I lost. Then we also played charades and some reverse psychology game. The loser had to drink champagne (which most of us think it is horrible except for Yanyi) :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for charades, Chloe thought of "Deja vu". (theme is movies) It was really hilarious to see Yoceeda trying to act that out! Joanne was like retarded... They got all 3 syllabus and Joanne was still like "there-jug moo?" HAHAHA.  This was probably one of the toughest movie titles. The other team wanted to give my team "Constantine" which is really IMPOSSIBLE. Luckily they decided to be kind to us on christmas eve (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later me, Yanyi, Chia, Joanne, Karina and Thalia went to play with sparklers :D The only thing is that it produced so much smoke. Poor neighbours who are sleeping already because we were playing at 10+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The retarded Joanne was like holding her concert on the workout bench :P and I was her one and only fan and supporter :D &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ACTED LIKE TOTAL RETARDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: Have a merry little christmas and a happy new year! *runs off to watch little nyonya*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-5232596344719187896?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/5232596344719187896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2008/12/ninth-merry-christmas-everyone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/5232596344719187896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/5232596344719187896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2008/12/ninth-merry-christmas-everyone.html' title='[Ninth] Merry Christmas Everyone!!!'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-5646028309338181742</id><published>2008-12-23T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T23:38:53.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Eighth] Bandage</title><content type='html'>Went to the doctor today, got my foot bandaged. IT WAS EVEN HARDER TO MOVE WITH THE HORRIBLE BANDAGE. Argh. And I had to bathe with a plastic bag over my leg. It was unsightly. Still no mood to type today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: Sigh. What bad luck I have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-5646028309338181742?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/5646028309338181742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2008/12/eighth-bandage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/5646028309338181742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/5646028309338181742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2008/12/eighth-bandage.html' title='[Eighth] Bandage'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-6117054560375911316</id><published>2008-12-22T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T22:16:52.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Seventh] Ouch D:</title><content type='html'>Great. I sprained my ankle while walking with my brother. It is hurting quite a fair bit and lacking blood circulation because I haven't been moving my leg. My mother helped me massaged it, and my ankle feels slightly better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But spraining my ankle isn't the main thing. WHAT AM I SUPPOSE TO DO?! I HAVEN'T BOUGHT THE PRESENTS YET. My dear friends will be understanding enough I guess :/ I quite afraid that they would be unhappy ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No mood to type today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: I hope it's nothing too serious. This sucks. I am going to complain like nobody's business. Damned.  *screams* BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-6117054560375911316?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/6117054560375911316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2008/12/seventh-ouch-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/6117054560375911316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/6117054560375911316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2008/12/seventh-ouch-d.html' title='[Seventh] Ouch D:'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-5489744633038489138</id><published>2008-12-22T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T00:57:23.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Sixth] Reading.</title><content type='html'>I was reading tungtung's blog just now. The first few (about 10+) made me want to cry. I am not very sure why, but then it just triggered something :/ It was somewhat like jealousy, like something really not practical and non-existent. THIS IS HARD TO EXPLAIN...I would be really surprised if you could understand what I am trying to say. The later posts were &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;RETARDED&lt;/span&gt; BUT I MANAGED TO READ IT ALL HAHAHA :P Sorry Tungtung!! Love you always &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also taking some personality quiz. It's not very accurate. I think I am a person who gets jealous very easily. Just ask my close friends. They would nod their head if you asked them whether I get jealous easily. Even my parents say so. LOL. But seriously, some of the quizzes were true in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I wished my life would be much much simpler. Like living in a small little cottage and being a housewife kind of person, cleaning up, taking care of my cats, cooking etc. Perhaps I would already be married at this age. (Reminds me of little nyonya!!) HAHA. Then I wouldn't need to waste my precious brain thinking about rubbishy stuff. Back to audition :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random shit: I would like to try stalking somebody :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-5489744633038489138?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/5489744633038489138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2008/12/sixth-reading.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/5489744633038489138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/5489744633038489138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2008/12/sixth-reading.html' title='[Sixth] Reading.'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-4618189373066021356</id><published>2008-12-21T21:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T01:04:35.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Fifth] Tiring...</title><content type='html'>Well, just to let you know, I had problems spelling "fifth". HAHAHA, spelt it "fitht" at first :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the whole afternoon, I was helping my dad tearing 2 full sheets of stamps, wrapping the calenders, putting them into the envelops, then sealing it and lastly pasting the stamp. At first, I was quite slow, but then I got faster at this after I did it a few times. :D Sadly, my speed went down because my hands were feeling really really cold ): Wa, I had like muscle problem after I finished because I sat cross-legged for a straight 4-5 hours. I walked like a duck and my back was a little achy. Not painful, just uncomfortable. I wished I got paid for this, it was really tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom just bought smoked salmon for the christmas party :D BUT I CAN'T EAT IT SINCE IT IS FOR THE PARTY D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad's student's mother gave us some yong tau foo for dinner. The fishballs were very Q! Homemade one :) Totally awesome. Then we gave some siew mai to them. Later, my neighbour Jacq came over with 2 slices of cake. Had some alcohol in it, although I can't taste it. Quite delicious. :D Super full tonight. Perhaps I will gain another kg from all the extra food tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE: I got a new couple in audition :D 14 years old, 171cm, level 15, talks in the normal chat style (I don't) and calls me "baobei". IT IS REALLY MUSHY. *goosebumps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't got anything for anyone for the christmas party. HOW GREAT IS THAT? The darned shopping centres just have to be so far away (meaning not within walking distance) from my house. Hate travelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: I should stop eating so much junk food. And I also had trouble spelling "slices"... had "silces"... it wasn't typo error... I really took some time to figure out what is wrong :S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-4618189373066021356?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/4618189373066021356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2008/12/fifth-tiring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/4618189373066021356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/4618189373066021356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2008/12/fifth-tiring.html' title='[Fifth] Tiring...'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-8680699330227539257</id><published>2008-12-20T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T01:56:10.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Fourth] Nothing much</title><content type='html'>Didn't go out today... I was quite bored today. My neighbour cooked mee suah for my family, it's not bad, considering that some of the food they cook don't suit our taste buds. XP hahaha. My parents knew my neighbour was going to cook for us so they went to buy some char siew and duck meat just in case the food... ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then for the whole afternoon and night, I played audition and MANAGED TO USE THE HACK! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA *spams 'ha's* :D However, i think it is quite lousy because it didn't manage to press all the keys on time &gt;:( The hack is called nicedancer... but then, I still miss, so it is kind of ironic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures to entertain you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nz5SOKvc2rI/SU0vffvwpzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/3-6hKinDCoY/s1600-h/random+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nz5SOKvc2rI/SU0vffvwpzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/3-6hKinDCoY/s320/random+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281930156119729970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my brother, his new school pants and the pants he is wearing currently. (looks like underwear ;D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nz5SOKvc2rI/SU0wFv5xNgI/AAAAAAAAAAc/07q6C06heoQ/s1600-h/random+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nz5SOKvc2rI/SU0wFv5xNgI/AAAAAAAAAAc/07q6C06heoQ/s320/random+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281930813291705858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random picture of the sunset I took at the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nz5SOKvc2rI/SU0woA1UhYI/AAAAAAAAAAk/XRqAwdy0zpM/s1600-h/random+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nz5SOKvc2rI/SU0woA1UhYI/AAAAAAAAAAk/XRqAwdy0zpM/s320/random+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281931401952003458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Piles of tissue and toilet paper. (This is considered very little already :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nz5SOKvc2rI/SU0w_MUhgMI/AAAAAAAAAAs/whvMmnAB-HU/s1600-h/random+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nz5SOKvc2rI/SU0w_MUhgMI/AAAAAAAAAAs/whvMmnAB-HU/s320/random+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281931800172658882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trying to take a photo of a flying insect is REALLY DIFFICULT ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: Last night before I slept, I was thinking about home study... if I cannot get into a decent jc. PROS: I think I can learn more effectively. CONS: [This list would take about a year to complete.] HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-8680699330227539257?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/8680699330227539257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2008/12/fourth-nothing-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/8680699330227539257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/8680699330227539257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2008/12/fourth-nothing-much.html' title='[Fourth] Nothing much'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nz5SOKvc2rI/SU0vffvwpzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/3-6hKinDCoY/s72-c/random+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-2219843023560245232</id><published>2008-12-19T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T01:03:07.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Third] Furniture shopping &lt;3</title><content type='html'>Today was quite a tiring day for me. I woke up at 12 (which is quite early already!) and went to eat minced meat noodles and wanton (I discovered that it was shui jiao but wanton sounds nicer :D) near amk swimming pool. YAY WANTON!! After that, my parents and I went to Furniture HQ and Defu furniture to look for new chairs for the tuition room. (and maybe dining table/sofa for the living room and dining room) My mother and I saw a sofa that is really comfy and huge, light brown and has many cushions (: Just nice for 2 people to sleep on. FYI, my brother and I love sleeping on the couch. Downside is: It costs $1899 or somewhere there. I can't really remember. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for a short break at S11 coffee shop. We ordered some deserts, and what my mom and I choose was mango tauhuay and mine was strawberry tauhuay. CHEAT MY FEELINGS CAN! It was just plain pudding. ): I thought it was going to be something really special. After this horrible break, we resumed our furniture shopping. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to go Courts, but then since my father was too tired, he drove us to Courts, WHICH WAS ONLY ABOUT 15 METRES AWAY FROM THE CAR :P hahaha. Lazy pigs. Nothing special in Courts EXCEPT (Liverpool fans read closely!)  a double decker bed with Liverpool logos printed EVERYWHERE. The whole bedroom set has more than 10 Liverpool logos on it. *see fans flock over to Courts* LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went amk hub ntuc to get some stuff for making a salad dressing. Although it is only a short walk from Courts, we took more than an hour to reach there because we kept stopping by and look at stuff :P The salad dressing only needed 2 teaspoons of olive oil but my mom bought a really huge bottle. *shakes head and sigh* We bought sushi too!!! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently trying out another audition hack (: Just you wait and see! I will figure out how to use it even though I am a computer idiot! HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: Anyone wants to go sakae buffet with me? ^^ Contact me ASAP!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-2219843023560245232?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/2219843023560245232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2008/12/third-furniture-shopping-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/2219843023560245232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/2219843023560245232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2008/12/third-furniture-shopping-3.html' title='[Third] Furniture shopping &lt;3'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-1493187473965348722</id><published>2008-12-18T22:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T23:46:33.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Second] Weird</title><content type='html'>Woke up at 1pm today. Damn late. Went for lunch at 1:30pm with my father, mother and my brother, ate at near amk swimming pool. I thought we would be having the usual again, which is minced meat noodles and wanton but then today it was duck noodles. First time trying it. OISHII! The duck meat was super soft and the sauce was not too salty :D My father wanted to order wanton but then it was sold out already ): [seems like I woke up a little too late to make it for my big wanton!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home after that, did some rubbish stuff like irritating my brother and tie a really quirky hairstyle.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nz5SOKvc2rI/SUpmgFgO6mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N2PeFVUwCtQ/s1600-h/random.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nz5SOKvc2rI/SUpmgFgO6mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N2PeFVUwCtQ/s200/random.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281146214464547426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left it on for until I went to bathe at 12 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am really crazy with being good in games. I was playing audition story mode, and I couldn't pass a certain stage so I tried that part for 1 hour +, WHICH MEANS THAT I AT LEAST PLAYED THE SAME SONG FOR 15 TIMES. That was really crazy, I kind of almost passed it because of an in-game bug. And today, for the first time, somebody chose me for club dance II!!!! heheh, I was like pro and I had many hearts :D:D:D (for those people who don't understand, GO PLAY AUDITION!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a vegetarian during dinner, ate rice with tomato and carrot soup. I love tomato and carrot soup!! &lt;3 Need more of it! Watched nyonya, I like the intensity of the show. :D (Retarded at times but it is one of the best production of channel 8 these few years.) After nyonya, I was watching okto's "Is It Real" and this week it was about miracle cures. IT WAS UTTER RUBBISH.  The show was showing some guy selling bottled water and claim that it would cure all if you would wholeheartedly believe in it and in God. I mean like this is so unreal and not scientific at all. HAHA and at the end of the show, there was a lady who believed in such cures and in the end she DIED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: Miracle cures are not true folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: Weird things happen today, on the TV as well as me going bonkers :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-1493187473965348722?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/1493187473965348722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2008/12/second-weird.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/1493187473965348722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/1493187473965348722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2008/12/second-weird.html' title='[Second] Weird'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nz5SOKvc2rI/SUpmgFgO6mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N2PeFVUwCtQ/s72-c/random.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394833337806082817.post-7636479670875622034</id><published>2008-12-17T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T22:56:48.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[First] Virus</title><content type='html'>I am super bored now. Life is quite meaningless when you have nothing to do. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was trying to fix my computer this afternoon. Apparently, I didn't have the skills or resources to correct the problem. I was using an anti-virus called 'ClamWin', and it said that the file 'support.cab' was some trojan thingy. SO I DELETED IT. Although I am not very sure whether it affects my computer, it is acting a little strangely. I went to play kongregate and the chat couldn't work. Well, it could be possible that my computer has another virus which ClamWin couldn't detect. This horrible virus thing is going nowhere. I asked around in msn, whether my friends had this file. It seems that nobody has that file which spells DOOMSDAY for my computer :( When I was asking around, I was actually quite lazy... so this is how all my chat windows looked like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hongwei: hello :)&lt;br /&gt;hongwei: do you mind doing me a favour?&lt;br /&gt;friend: [replies]&lt;br /&gt;hongwei: go to C:/SUPPORT/TOOLS, then check whether you have a file called support.cab&lt;br /&gt;friend:[all replied no, for those who didn't understand me, here's what follows]&lt;br /&gt;hongwei:&lt;br /&gt;step by step instructions.&lt;br /&gt;1. go to 'My Computer'&lt;br /&gt;2. go to C drive (or whatever drive windows is installed into&lt;br /&gt;3.find a folder called 'SUPPORT' click it.&lt;br /&gt;4. there should be a folder named 'TOOLS' click it.&lt;br /&gt;5.find a file named 'support.cab'&lt;br /&gt;(I think this can be understood by all including computer idiots like me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the asking, I went to google the file and some error thing which appeared when I was trying to reinstall Windows Live Suite. Again, some of the solutions which were provided didn't solve the problem and I downloaded RegistryEasy.exe, looks kind of dubious so I didn't run it on my computer. AND THE MAIN THING IS: CAN ANYONE HELP ME OR DO I HAVE TO REFORMAT MY COMPUTER? D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening, I was playing audition again. When I was playing, the doorbell rang. And it rang again. But I didn't care. I took a glance out of the window and I saw my angry neighbour XP&lt;br /&gt;SORRY JACQ! She came to find me to go walk-walk and we did :D She was suggesting to sit on the curb again (YES THE ROAD CURB, IT'S QUITE SCARY) and luckily we didn't because she was afraid her dad would spot her there. Went to some stairs area and sat there instead. The evening breeze was GREAT, it was cooling. Then my neighbour raced me back home and I WON! (She's in track and much slimmer than me, but doesn't go training :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words of the day: A friendship is really hard to maintain when I am the only one trying to keep in contact. I wished YOU would be a little more pro-active, or perhaps I should just give up.&lt;br /&gt;I am not emo-ing, just expressing my thoughts. Isn't that what a blog is for? (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394833337806082817-7636479670875622034?l=a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/feeds/7636479670875622034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-virus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/7636479670875622034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394833337806082817/posts/default/7636479670875622034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-dream-of-mine.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-virus.html' title='[First] Virus'/><author><name>Hong Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171854157839931319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
