<?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-5213749863998403062</id><updated>2011-07-31T18:11:40.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a new day</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Firegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060771997402863990</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>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213749863998403062.post-7043988601049951667</id><published>2010-08-17T22:34:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T22:43:31.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Results</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Are results all that Singapore, if not the world, cares about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;EOYS go screw yourself. As always. But you never listen do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sometimes being positive doesn't feel right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sometimes just to let&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the people you love feel safe, contended and happy, you act as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;though that actually is reality when you just don't feel that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yourself. At all. Know that feeling? But for the sake of these people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The result is worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;P.S: I think it's decided, I'm off to VJ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213749863998403062-7043988601049951667?l=rewrittenage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/feeds/7043988601049951667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2010/08/results.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/7043988601049951667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/7043988601049951667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2010/08/results.html' title='Results'/><author><name>Firegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060771997402863990</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-5213749863998403062.post-7325611116163067054</id><published>2010-07-25T22:21:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T22:53:03.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;You know sometimes when your teachers scold you, parents nag at you, friends get angry with you? You just try to take it, accept it, twist into around, change it into something positive and get on with life to be a stronger person upon using what it throws at you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Perhaps not everyone does it, but I do. This year, I've learnt to tell the truth, sort things straight, laugh more, love more, try to lead a better, happier life. I've learnt that proving people wrong, and getting back up more powerful than ever is the sweetest revenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm flawed, definitely. Heck I'm probably conceited, arrogant, judgemental, curt, sarcastic most of the time. Oh yeah and I'm vengeful and if you hurt me, watch your back because I won't let you go till your life is screwed up in one way or another, and even then I'll keep it that way. But at the very least. I'm trying? I'm trying to be an improved me. An improved Egan. And even when I'm doing that, obviously I'm still making mistakes. That's why I'm supposed to have my family to support me, to talk to me, to pay attention to me. I'm not the most caring and loving person, and you know that. And I know that. So why can't you accept me? Don't you dare compare me to others, especially not to my friends whom I love, because that'll just make me compete with and hate them eventually. In this sense, are you breeding hate? People out there may be getting much higher GPAs than mine, may know how to "concentrate and focus and do their work so much better than" me, may be getting this award, that scholarship, but me. Aren't I leading a much happier life than those people? Have they flown a kite, rolled down a hill, screamed at the sea, walked in a desert, had leeches suck their blood till they felt giddy, climbed a tree, sacrificed their time to serve others with all their heart so that they're lives would be a little better?? No? Yeah that's what I thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And after shoving me down, please don't act like everything is okay and be surprised when I only have blank stares and a disappointed face to offer you. There's nothing wrong with letting your face show what your heart feels. Otherwise, your 'face' would never be your face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213749863998403062-7325611116163067054?l=rewrittenage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/feeds/7325611116163067054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-know-sometimes-when-your-teachers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/7325611116163067054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/7325611116163067054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-know-sometimes-when-your-teachers.html' title=''/><author><name>Firegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060771997402863990</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-5213749863998403062.post-5169119978825977949</id><published>2010-05-15T23:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T23:37:34.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Doing cards for the cat people now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Everything from 4 years ago is coming to an end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Let's not make it end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But yeah Elaine, friendships are volatile, we never know do we.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Let's try not to make it end then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I love all of you very much. Testimony tomorrow (:&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/5213749863998403062-5169119978825977949?l=rewrittenage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/feeds/5169119978825977949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2010/05/doing-cards-for-cat-people-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/5169119978825977949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/5169119978825977949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2010/05/doing-cards-for-cat-people-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Firegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060771997402863990</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-5213749863998403062.post-4610037024219919495</id><published>2010-05-08T16:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T16:46:33.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I don't know what's wrong with me. I felt like crap after NAPFA 5 stations. Attempted to stay up to do work but just couldn't. Woke up and felt even crappier. Entire body was aching. I mean, I couldn't even walk up the stairs without clutching the railing like someone on the verge of paralysis. By afternoon, I couldn't sit down or stand up properly and my legs could buckle under me when I walked. Not even up the stairs. Oh and I developed a fever. Still stayed back in school to watch our 4F netball team. Oh yeah before that, went to watch the volleyball semi-finals with Aeri, Mancini, Ben and Tzelin. Almost died laughing. My stomach felt like exploding. 4F is too epic for words. Reached home feeling like all my nerves were blended into nerve smoothie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Slept for a bloody long 12 hours last night and feeling much better now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;BUT THE TIME COULD BE USED TO DO @#^$!%* HOMEWORK ARGHHHHHHH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Off to Parkway to meet 4F (shit, I think I will really faint this time) to catch dinner before EDS night (: Jiayou EDS people, and I love you 4F!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;PS: Gotta get my Mother's Day gift too. Have you got yours? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;PSS: HAPPY BIRTHDAY GEN-CUZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 8D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213749863998403062-4610037024219919495?l=rewrittenage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/feeds/4610037024219919495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-dont-know-whats-wrong-with-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/4610037024219919495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/4610037024219919495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-dont-know-whats-wrong-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Firegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060771997402863990</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-5213749863998403062.post-770868966955596564</id><published>2010-05-06T23:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T23:42:09.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fragmented.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Some people just think that they're very funny. Sure, they are. But there IS a fine line between funny and oh-my-god-you're-so-irritating-shut-up-before-i-shove-my-fist-down-what-you-call-a-throat. Stick to funny. Okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's near the end of the week now, and I still have overdue Chinese work. I always plan to stay up late to do stuff, but I always end up taking 'naps'. You see, these 'naps' aren't really naps because they tend to stretch for, i dunno, 6 hours or so? So yup, don't take naps. These naps are usually induced 2-5 minutes after my head touches a pillow. So yup, no touching pillows with heads. Got that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;So interclass just ended. Did we win or  lose? Yeah, interclass just ended. Now I know who can play volleyball  and who can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schools been okay, having fun with 4F as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts are so fragmented wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to go out to study at NLB tmr with the cat group, but mother doesn't allow me to go. I don't know why I don't feel resentment. Too used to it I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye off to take a nap.&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/5213749863998403062-770868966955596564?l=rewrittenage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/feeds/770868966955596564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2010/05/fragmented.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/770868966955596564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/770868966955596564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2010/05/fragmented.html' title='Fragmented.'/><author><name>Firegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060771997402863990</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-5213749863998403062.post-8221535150237728804</id><published>2010-04-14T23:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T23:38:59.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something wrong.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When everybody's in and you're left out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When you're not recognised for what is equivilant to your life's work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When all the credit is unbiasedly lavished upon someone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When someone else deserves nothing but gets everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you've lost the thing you were once passionate as hell about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When you've lost the trust and respect of people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When you've lost the trust and respect of yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When you've lost everything you've won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you know you're just someone pretending to be involved and "in it".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you have to be a role model to others, but you're not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When you don't know what the hell they want from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When you want to snap and breakdown but you're not allowed to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When you consciously know that you're losing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When you must live up to how others perceive you to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you must act like you're all happy and the world is made of cotton candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When others gain from what you've lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When you're afraid to be who you really are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When friends tire of what seem like complaints to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you have to face people who tell you "I understand".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you feel like telling them to "ST*U YOU BLOODY AS HELL DON'T".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When instead you have to tell people that "I'm fine, it's alright! Nothing what!? Hahahahaha!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you have to face insults from people who think that those insults will "motivate you".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you just can't do it, but people insist that you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people insist you must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you want to commit suicide just to see if people will care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know there's something wrong with your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213749863998403062-8221535150237728804?l=rewrittenage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/feeds/8221535150237728804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2010/04/something-wrong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/8221535150237728804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/8221535150237728804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2010/04/something-wrong.html' title='Something wrong.'/><author><name>Firegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060771997402863990</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-5213749863998403062.post-4032302253024654527</id><published>2010-04-06T01:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T01:11:56.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;It's 1:03am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Pearl says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"To us, 1am is like just finish dinner and taking a break before starting on work".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head is just about to implode with bio now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attempting the subject-combi choice survey just now and gave up not long after. I just don't know what to fill in for the last slot. Maths? Chem and bio together? English lit? It's gotta be something which I'm good at so I can score my As and get into bleeding law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;LAW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing as how I'm having a hard time deciding. Does it mean I'm not good in anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Shut up g-ong. I will show you and your pathetic excuse of a face that I will do positively well this year and get my subject combi and that I am a success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I hate you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lit filming is over dammit, HALLELUJAH. Our video is going to own your butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay it's 1.11am.&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/5213749863998403062-4032302253024654527?l=rewrittenage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/feeds/4032302253024654527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-103am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/4032302253024654527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/4032302253024654527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-103am.html' title=''/><author><name>Firegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060771997402863990</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-5213749863998403062.post-3920843580177351450</id><published>2010-03-25T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T20:10:14.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If the world were 100 people</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" class="body_red"&gt;If the World were 100 P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="body_red_small"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;EOPLE&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;blockquote style="font-family: arial;" class="body_grey_xlarge"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;50 would be female&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  50 would be male &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  20 would be children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  There would be 80 adults,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  14 of whom would be 65 and older &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  There would be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 61 Asians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  12 Europeans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  13 Africans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  14 people from the Western Hemisphere &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  There would be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 31 Christians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  21 Muslims&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  14 Hindus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  6 Buddhists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  12 people who believe in other religions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  16 people who not be aligned with a religion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  17 would speak Chinese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  8 would speak Hindustani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  8 would speak English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  7 would speak Spanish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  4 would speak Arabic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  4 would speak Russian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  52 would speak other languages &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  82 would be able to read and write; 18 would not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  1 would have a college education&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  1 would own a computer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  75 people would have some supply of food and a place to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; shelter them from the wind and the rain, but 25 would not   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  1 would be dying of starvation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  17 would be undernourished&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  15 would be overweight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  83 would have access to safe drinking water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  17 people would have no clean, safe water to drink&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Just food for thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213749863998403062-3920843580177351450?l=rewrittenage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/feeds/3920843580177351450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-world-were-100-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/3920843580177351450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/3920843580177351450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-world-were-100-people.html' title='If the world were 100 people'/><author><name>Firegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060771997402863990</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-5213749863998403062.post-5110385680140463332</id><published>2010-03-02T00:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T00:12:05.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Creshelle!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRESHELLE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're one of the bestest people who ever appeared in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being a part of my life, I am so bloody thankful for you, you cheapskate, camwhore, bimbo, most awesome person alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, everything else I have to say is in the tweet, sms, letter, and the crabstick thing HAHAHA.&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/5213749863998403062-5110385680140463332?l=rewrittenage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/feeds/5110385680140463332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-birthday-creshelle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/5110385680140463332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/5110385680140463332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-birthday-creshelle.html' title='Happy Birthday Creshelle!'/><author><name>Firegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060771997402863990</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-5213749863998403062.post-8412935491998343075</id><published>2010-02-28T11:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T12:04:55.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday was definitely one of the best saturdays i've ever had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Left investiture rehearsal early, and after 10 mins of unsuccessful attempts to flag down cabs, we went over to SSC to wait for a cab because they have a taxi-light-hailer thing there. Why we didn't do that 10 mins ago, still eludes me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Got to this ulu industrial building (where creshelle very cleverly wanted to go alone), and collected the badges from there. Went to the sing-post building, bought bubble-tea from this very grumpy salesgirl. Dtay wanted to go This Fashion in the hope of spotting Babarella Chantalle, but thought against it, as she is, well, ficional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pastamania was spent talking crap and laughing. Felt like ice-cream, but went to eat this frozen yoghurt thing. Awesome! (: Cranberry + strawberries + fruity pebbles + sunflower seeds, lmao. Reveled in stupid people's misery by reading Teenage magazine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I swear, it can make you laugh with every flip of the page.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ended my day with very good claypot rice/soup with my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thanks Shelle and Dtay for being "very best" 8D&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/5213749863998403062-8412935491998343075?l=rewrittenage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/feeds/8412935491998343075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2010/02/yesterday-was-definitely-one-of-best.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/8412935491998343075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/8412935491998343075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2010/02/yesterday-was-definitely-one-of-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Firegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060771997402863990</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-5213749863998403062.post-7763775127432418820</id><published>2010-02-25T22:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T22:59:28.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Judgement.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Yuzhen totally made my day today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know, I found out that most people don't eat potato skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"I mean, if it were someone else, I'd probably give him the skin. But you're Egan! I'd rather buy you a new potato." - YZ 25/5/2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I heard that, I just couldn't think of anything to say. I think that's the feeling you get when your heart melts. Shit. Thank you so much! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213749863998403062-7763775127432418820?l=rewrittenage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/feeds/7763775127432418820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2010/02/judgement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/7763775127432418820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/7763775127432418820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2010/02/judgement.html' title='Judgement.'/><author><name>Firegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060771997402863990</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-5213749863998403062.post-3027397547052962937</id><published>2010-02-22T21:52:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T22:21:50.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Timeline.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Rough timeline from the last post till now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;EOYs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;SC camp, Khonhaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;STEP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Bloody long holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Start of school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Messed up my life, Screwed myself up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Killer tests.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Lied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;No longer in exco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Talked to seeting, karmen, weijie, creshelle, vivian toh, gordon (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Learned from my mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Not going to back down, coming back stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Actually having fun in school now (LAL with YZ, A. and Mancini)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Try try try your best, jiayou jiayou jiayou (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now hasn't it been SUCH a long time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213749863998403062-3027397547052962937?l=rewrittenage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/feeds/3027397547052962937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2010/02/timeline.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/3027397547052962937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/3027397547052962937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2010/02/timeline.html' title='Timeline.'/><author><name>Firegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060771997402863990</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-5213749863998403062.post-4341187508841803706</id><published>2009-09-24T21:05:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T21:39:33.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I AM GOING AWAY TO A FAR AWAY LAND OF PEACE AND RELAXATION!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah fat hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Seeyou on 23rd Oktoebah (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l3lD1eRzjMk/Srt1zNvyTrI/AAAAAAAAAIA/DmcA4ibhNzM/s1600-h/Star+file.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 247px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385027302175428274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l3lD1eRzjMk/Srt1zNvyTrI/AAAAAAAAAIA/DmcA4ibhNzM/s320/Star+file.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Codename: Mugarita.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213749863998403062-4341187508841803706?l=rewrittenage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/feeds/4341187508841803706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-am-going-away-to-far-away-land-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/4341187508841803706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/4341187508841803706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-am-going-away-to-far-away-land-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Firegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060771997402863990</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/_l3lD1eRzjMk/Srt1zNvyTrI/AAAAAAAAAIA/DmcA4ibhNzM/s72-c/Star+file.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213749863998403062.post-5309081848641362647</id><published>2009-09-23T00:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T00:48:36.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;E.veryday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;O.nly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;Y.um-cha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I told myself I'll finish the 8 essay question by tonight, and I WILL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Don't die now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213749863998403062-5309081848641362647?l=rewrittenage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/feeds/5309081848641362647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/09/e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/5309081848641362647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/5309081848641362647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/09/e.html' title=''/><author><name>Firegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060771997402863990</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-5213749863998403062.post-6220419418326516829</id><published>2009-09-20T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T21:39:57.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;From now till doomsday (yeah you know what &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; talking about), only this will be posted:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;E.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;xtremely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ffensive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Y.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;odeling&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/5213749863998403062-6220419418326516829?l=rewrittenage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/feeds/6220419418326516829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/09/from-now-till-doomsday-yeah-you-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/6220419418326516829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/6220419418326516829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/09/from-now-till-doomsday-yeah-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Firegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060771997402863990</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-5213749863998403062.post-1725610485845579353</id><published>2009-09-20T21:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T21:28:33.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You think that it's so easy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Oh yay it's so easy, i'm _________! It's all fun and games and therefore, you can't mess anything up, not ANYTHING, because it's so BLOODY EASY!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Did i mention that my job is very easy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And that if I forget even the most minute detail, I deserve to die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm sorry that i don't live up to my standard as a perfectionista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'll try harder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213749863998403062-1725610485845579353?l=rewrittenage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/feeds/1725610485845579353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-think-that-its-so-easy-oh-yay-its.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/1725610485845579353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/1725610485845579353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-think-that-its-so-easy-oh-yay-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Firegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060771997402863990</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-5213749863998403062.post-2354233766567814012</id><published>2009-09-15T20:26:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T20:54:25.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Had a great day today! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well. Except for &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;maths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (which i er, failed. again. but this time not that horribly). I'm going to dedicate a post to my FAVORITE SUBJECT which is mathematics one day, and it's not going to be pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The good stuff!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's YZ's birthday today!!! WHEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY YEW-JERNNN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;(constipated)&lt;/span&gt; HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See! It's even in&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; red &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;hahaha :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Thanks for being the crazy, random thing that everyone loves (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;Hope that you'll do well in all things good, 3F 班爱你!! x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Malay was kinda weird today. Going through mock papers and getting back marks and more marks. 30/35 for oral+listening compre. -satisfied- :D ENZHI you freak, i still can't get over the fact you got full marks for LC hahaha damn pro omg D: Well done people, let's gear up for EOYs (which is wow next week) Mug session? 8D AND CIKGU ISKANDAR WHY ARE YOU LEAVING NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! Dx Why aren't you "experienced" enough wth. Stay with us please!! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After school was spent with seeting mother, talked about everything and anything as always. I'll say this again. I really miss Siswo's batch of people... ): Talk to you again on Thursday ma! x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So there's chem test tmr on stochio. &lt;s&gt;I HATE STOCHIO TO THE CORE&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I LOVE STOCHIO YAY IT'S &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;THE BEST EVER I'M WORKING VERY HARD FOR IT&lt;/span&gt; -smile-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Random: I miss PSLTC 2009 :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l3lD1eRzjMk/Sq-MUf_D4nI/AAAAAAAAAH4/eqJS68H9lV4/s1600-h/psltc+WOW!.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381674363542299250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l3lD1eRzjMk/Sq-MUf_D4nI/AAAAAAAAAH4/eqJS68H9lV4/s320/psltc+WOW!.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213749863998403062-2354233766567814012?l=rewrittenage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/feeds/2354233766567814012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/09/wow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/2354233766567814012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/2354233766567814012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/09/wow.html' title='WOW'/><author><name>Firegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060771997402863990</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/_l3lD1eRzjMk/Sq-MUf_D4nI/AAAAAAAAAH4/eqJS68H9lV4/s72-c/psltc+WOW!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213749863998403062.post-4290990087172631603</id><published>2009-09-13T14:06:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T14:19:13.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BEG</title><content type='html'>Omg what is wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm addicted to this song!!! :O :O :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XlTqQjOJ7jk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XlTqQjOJ7jk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IT'S VERY VERY VERY ADDICTIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Brown Eyed Girls ftw!! 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, if I ever become one of those fan&lt;s&gt;girls&lt;/s&gt;boys, first i'm going to kill Jamie Kee, then i'm going to kill myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mugging hasn't been that productive these few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm only done with bio and halfway through chem. SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME HOW TO REVISE FOR LIT! D: -dies-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213749863998403062-4290990087172631603?l=rewrittenage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/feeds/4290990087172631603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/09/beg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/4290990087172631603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/4290990087172631603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/09/beg.html' title='BEG'/><author><name>Firegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060771997402863990</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-5213749863998403062.post-3969102791097221643</id><published>2009-09-12T00:03:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T14:17:43.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think blogger sucks. I can't even change a post date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;DHSJHSC STUDENT WELFARE WILL OWN YOUR BUTT! AND YOURS!! AND YOURS!! 8D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Right Tingwei?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm really glad that I got SW cuz it keeps me occupied all the time. It takes my mind off things, bringing myself closer to council, which i love the best. But above all, it's also because i have a very awesome AHOD! :D Thanks Tings for fort-canning (: We've accomplished a whole load of things, but let's not stop now, we still have a whole year ahead of us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l3lD1eRzjMk/Sqp9Exd1UAI/AAAAAAAAAHw/rDu-3ygR2XM/s1600-h/TWEg+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380250225798893570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l3lD1eRzjMk/Sqp9Exd1UAI/AAAAAAAAAHw/rDu-3ygR2XM/s320/TWEg+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Exco outing @ Minds Cafe. I always have nothing to say about exco things, because their just so crazy and stupid and interesting and wonderful all at the same time. I love everything about you guys! DHSSC overseas camp 2009 will be WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAA!!! 8D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;More details some other time WHEN BLOGGER IS WORKING PROPERLY D:&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWEAT!! INSECT REPELLANT!! DEODORANT!! GODDESS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-plan plan plan-&lt;br /&gt;"Eh i think we don't need to sleep already."&lt;br /&gt;"OF COURSE!"&lt;br /&gt;"Eh i think we don't need to bathe already."&lt;br /&gt;"OF COURSE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're amazing that way (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213749863998403062-3969102791097221643?l=rewrittenage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/feeds/3969102791097221643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-think-blogger-sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/3969102791097221643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/3969102791097221643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-think-blogger-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>Firegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060771997402863990</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/_l3lD1eRzjMk/Sqp9Exd1UAI/AAAAAAAAAHw/rDu-3ygR2XM/s72-c/TWEg+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213749863998403062.post-6139696651441757953</id><published>2009-09-07T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T15:01:54.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUT MADMEN KNOW NOTHING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So my day started off with going to school for teacher's day deco. Balloons, banners, streamers, raffia, masking tape and the works. I think the canteen looks wundeva 8D Then it was off to LIT SEM -dum dum dum-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;True, nervous. Very dreadfully nervous I had been and am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was a great experience I guess, being able to go up on stage in front of so many litty people and performing. Rehearsed and rehearsed before the real thing, but I still think I wasn't up to standard... sorry again people D: Everyone was really loud, and the last part was the best we did so far i think :D GOOD JOB IT'S OVER!! Had lotsa fun (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l3lD1eRzjMk/SqSsCZfHeJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Tkanwg7ZK2g/s1600-h/CIMG0920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378613012188330130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l3lD1eRzjMk/SqSsCZfHeJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Tkanwg7ZK2g/s320/CIMG0920.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l3lD1eRzjMk/SqSsC9xKUJI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/rI3cOc-8L6w/s1600-h/CIMG0921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378613021927690386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l3lD1eRzjMk/SqSsC9xKUJI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/rI3cOc-8L6w/s320/CIMG0921.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l3lD1eRzjMk/SqSsDbSqWJI/AAAAAAAAAHY/n4L8KvlNHIw/s1600-h/CIMG0936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378613029852829842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l3lD1eRzjMk/SqSsDbSqWJI/AAAAAAAAAHY/n4L8KvlNHIw/s320/CIMG0936.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l3lD1eRzjMk/SqSsD3eoiqI/AAAAAAAAAHg/s1uF00cA-sk/s1600-h/CIMG0937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378613037419236002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l3lD1eRzjMk/SqSsD3eoiqI/AAAAAAAAAHg/s1uF00cA-sk/s320/CIMG0937.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l3lD1eRzjMk/SqSsEVfN8oI/AAAAAAAAAHo/S_yXJzHTEeY/s1600-h/CIMG0939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 328px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 247px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378613045474751106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l3lD1eRzjMk/SqSsEVfN8oI/AAAAAAAAAHo/S_yXJzHTEeY/s320/CIMG0939.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MRT-ed from dhoby ghaut to pasir ris, wtp. Bus ride was squishy hahaha! Got drinks and er, panadol, and WENT BACK TO TAMPINES. From there, got on the bus all the way to aloha loyang WHICH IS TOTALLY NOT DIFFICULT TO GET TO!! Especially at night, it's the easiest! And the road maps are NOT misleading you know. For example, I got off at bus stop A. Then i checked the bus map. Oops i have like 9 more stops to go. Stupid me. Then it became stupid bus. It took 30 mins for the bloody bus to reach, and in the meantime I didn't really enjoy the company of three men discussing their adventures in the shower during NS. So the bus came. 1... 2.. 5... 8... 9! Okay get off. OH MY GOD I AM BACK AT BUS STOP A BECAUSE YOU KNOW WHY? I TELL YOU WHY, THE BUS WENT AROUND IN A LOOOOP! ohhhhhh... was a bit tired then ah. So i got off and used very conventional and simplistic methods provided by none other than TINGWEI and CRESHELLE to get the the chalet! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Retreat was fun. Okay. Off-site was fun. Talked the night away, until it was 4.30am. WE LOVE COUNCIL THAT MUCH YES? xD Well, won't post so much about it. But thanks guys for everything, you're officially a part of my existence :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That sums up my very interesting day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213749863998403062-6139696651441757953?l=rewrittenage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/feeds/6139696651441757953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/09/but-madmen-know-nothing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/6139696651441757953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/6139696651441757953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/09/but-madmen-know-nothing.html' title='BUT MADMEN KNOW NOTHING'/><author><name>Firegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060771997402863990</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/_l3lD1eRzjMk/SqSsCZfHeJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Tkanwg7ZK2g/s72-c/CIMG0920.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213749863998403062.post-6061981134076933289</id><published>2009-08-23T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T01:03:09.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delirious</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well since everyone's ranting about school life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I should too! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Why would anyone rob someone of the opportunity to attend his relative's wake? Why would anyone put schoolwork (can you believe it) over respect, grief, and ultimately love, for someone dearly departed? "Schoolwork is not everything". That's definitely not true. Really. BUT won't you put a funeral service for your dear relative over schoolwork. The wake is just MORE everything than schoolwork. Hearing problem, or miscommunication, or just outright defiance and disrespect. Well I definitely won't do such a thing even if I were delirious. Will you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You gotta get your priorities right, pronto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213749863998403062-6061981134076933289?l=rewrittenage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/feeds/6061981134076933289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/08/delirious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/6061981134076933289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/6061981134076933289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/08/delirious.html' title='Delirious'/><author><name>Firegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060771997402863990</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-5213749863998403062.post-7463969670157263433</id><published>2009-08-20T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T00:08:53.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just enjoy the show</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{ I'm just a little bit caught in the middle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life is a maze and love is a riddle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know where to go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't do it alone I've tried&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I don't know why&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Slow it down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make it stop&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or else my heart is going to pop&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause it's too much&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah, it's a lot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be something I'm not&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm just a little  boy lost in the moment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm so scared but I don't show it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't figure it out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's bringing me down I know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've got to let it go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And just enjoy the show }&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lenka - The Show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is as close as it gets to what I'm really feeling right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213749863998403062-7463969670157263433?l=rewrittenage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/feeds/7463969670157263433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-enjoy-show.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/7463969670157263433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/7463969670157263433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-enjoy-show.html' title='Just enjoy the show'/><author><name>Firegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060771997402863990</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-5213749863998403062.post-1693100437312474091</id><published>2009-08-19T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T23:43:17.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I WANNA GO BACK TO SCHOOL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I cannot remember the last time when I was sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And now I'm sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And it really really REALLY sucks to be sick D: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay this blasted system which our gah-ment has implemented sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'M PERFECTLY FIT AND WELL TO GO BACK TO SCHOOL, WHY WON'T THAT DOCTOR GIVE ME THE PERMISSION TO??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay the doctor sucks now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now i've missed out on lessons, chatter, meetings, CCA, more lessons, more chatter and of course SC (that means dearest exco):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. LET ME GO BACK TO SCHOOL NOW!!! D:&lt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On a lighter note.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There're splashes of colour to cheer the day up! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What did I say I'd blog about? Ah yes, centerstage, NYNY and... well it's just fever, cough and phlegm after that :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;NewYork NewYork first then!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 198px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371687297144762034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l3lD1eRzjMk/SowRIubKrrI/AAAAAAAAAG4/j096_506O9U/s320/NYNY.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Wonderful. Besides the fact that the Cheesy Chicken may have had something to do with my current condition. (Humiliating. Sick by chicken). So TingWei and I decided to take the long route (okay not really decided, we subconciously took the long route) to Suntec. First by foot (through rain), with the psychic yoghurt that we bought. Yup, it's psychic, we decided to buy it at the same time HAHAHA :D Bus-ed to (very cleverly) Suntec, walked through Suntec and Citylink till we reached the place. All the while talking. Non-stop. I'm still figuring out how we did that. We aren't mirror roles for nothing aren't we :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l3lD1eRzjMk/SowVzMCCLoI/AAAAAAAAAHA/nUnFMeceiPE/s1600-h/TTW+%40+NYNY.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371692424693427842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l3lD1eRzjMk/SowVzMCCLoI/AAAAAAAAAHA/nUnFMeceiPE/s320/TTW+%40+NYNY.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This is the sole picture of her there. Covering her face. Typical, hahahaha! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Insert (in the middle of nowhere): I AM REALLY REALLY REALLY MISSING SCHOOL LIFE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;YOUCANNOTBELIEVETHEAGONYIAMEXPERIENCINGNOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;And no, it's not because of the muscle aches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So TingWei had spaghetti, which was apparently served in a pan of liquid egg 8D I had the chicken, which was thoroughly mangled after i was through with it. I took a picture, but TingWei decided it was too disgusting, so yeah poof no more picture D: Went through the SW stuff with her, and I'd say it was productive :D We ordered a mudpie initially, but then after we finished we realised that we were way to full for that (hahahahaha) and so we cancelled it... D: Really wanted that mudpie, but oh well :/ Then we had to leave early ): Because of... unforseen circumstances, and off we went to centerstage!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was good i guess. Nowhere near any of the "Idol" competitions, but decent entertainment nonetheless. Eva stunned as expected, the senior high was great in general :D AS FOR SOMETHING COOL. Why couldn't you perform like that during Orientation??! D:&lt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;That pretty much sums up everything before this whole... misadventure with my immune system. Really hoping to get back to school ASAP. Staying at home all day is driving me up the wall. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My posts are wordy ):&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213749863998403062-1693100437312474091?l=rewrittenage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/feeds/1693100437312474091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-wanna-go-back-to-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/1693100437312474091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/1693100437312474091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-wanna-go-back-to-school.html' title='I WANNA GO BACK TO SCHOOL!'/><author><name>Firegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060771997402863990</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/_l3lD1eRzjMk/SowRIubKrrI/AAAAAAAAAG4/j096_506O9U/s72-c/NYNY.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213749863998403062.post-4864472813287399582</id><published>2009-08-14T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T11:42:32.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Respite(?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just got back from Centerstage!!! 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(almost) everyone was really good, and congrats to all the winners 8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Details and pics will have to wait, because I feel like a the hot hot chicken i had at NYNY. (That's another thing that'll have to wait): Because i've got fever all through the night... -_- WHICH SUCKS BECAUSE IT'S SO COMMONPLACE NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, the weekend's here so you better enjoy it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have fun then people! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;STOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l3lD1eRzjMk/SoV-BChnjMI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Nmjj0s1wZ0g/s1600-h/CIMG0901.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l3lD1eRzjMk/Sod_1XA5p5I/AAAAAAAAAGw/gWti4IOhGQc/s1600-h/CIMG0901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 345px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370401635350194066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l3lD1eRzjMk/Sod_1XA5p5I/AAAAAAAAAGw/gWti4IOhGQc/s320/CIMG0901.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and take a break (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213749863998403062-4864472813287399582?l=rewrittenage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/feeds/4864472813287399582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/08/respite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/4864472813287399582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/4864472813287399582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/08/respite.html' title='Respite(?)'/><author><name>Firegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060771997402863990</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/_l3lD1eRzjMk/Sod_1XA5p5I/AAAAAAAAAGw/gWti4IOhGQc/s72-c/CIMG0901.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213749863998403062.post-7547277715423595318</id><published>2009-08-09T22:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T22:35:14.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TTW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l3lD1eRzjMk/Sn_ZpBtRolI/AAAAAAAAAGg/HHwYslpE0_c/s1600-h/TW+%40+Esplanade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 344px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368248579705119314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l3lD1eRzjMk/Sn_ZpBtRolI/AAAAAAAAAGg/HHwYslpE0_c/s320/TW+%40+Esplanade.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is just the beginning of a very long journey (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[edit/]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy national day Singapore :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[edit//]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(and I am obligated to state as below -_-): &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SW HOD + SW AHOD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213749863998403062-7547277715423595318?l=rewrittenage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/feeds/7547277715423595318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/08/ttw.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/7547277715423595318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/7547277715423595318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/08/ttw.html' title='TTW'/><author><name>Firegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060771997402863990</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/_l3lD1eRzjMk/Sn_ZpBtRolI/AAAAAAAAAGg/HHwYslpE0_c/s72-c/TW+%40+Esplanade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213749863998403062.post-747826351014066196</id><published>2009-08-08T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T00:08:43.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SW HOD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm not ready for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's like the last 2 years, we've been laughing and being siao and high.&lt;br /&gt;But suddenly it feels like all the responsibility is on you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I really need now is someone to tell me exactly how and why I'm ready for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213749863998403062-747826351014066196?l=rewrittenage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/feeds/747826351014066196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/08/sw-hod.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/747826351014066196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/747826351014066196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/08/sw-hod.html' title='SW HOD'/><author><name>Firegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060771997402863990</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-5213749863998403062.post-1806643212850935638</id><published>2009-08-06T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T22:30:50.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay think happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OKAY i'll make it a point to make this blog a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;happier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; place for myself :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Week 6 is seriously one helluva week. I mean, I haven't slept before 1am this whole week. It sucks to be the last one in the house to sleep okay, it's like the world has stopped (yeah hahaha i wish) and i'm the only loser in the world who's still doing&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;homework/studying/trying to do homework/trying to study&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. And then I get up the next morning splashing coffee on my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l3lD1eRzjMk/SnriVW-dZJI/AAAAAAAAAGI/47C6Dr9neQk/s1600-h/Work.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 356px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366850762538050706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l3lD1eRzjMk/SnriVW-dZJI/AAAAAAAAAGI/47C6Dr9neQk/s320/Work.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Think happy think happy think happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On a brighter note, I'm currently the proud owner of submitted pieces of work/overdue work! Mission accomplished yay! It's so 8D when you've finally completed this piece of work hahaha. But i'm still a procrastinating piece of meat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Think&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;happier think happier think happier!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;TELL-TALE HEART HAS FINALLY BEEN PRESENTED! 8D -screams- The long long meetings really paid off huh. HOWEVER it was screwed-up here and there courtesy of Egan Chan the line-forgettor. Hate him omg. Thank God for an entity by the name of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yeo Wen Xin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;who effortlessly patched up the awkward silence(s). &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Serene, Pearl, Rachel and Sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; you people were wonderful too :D SORRY RACHEL FOR THE &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OVERLY-VIOLENT MURDER SCENE&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; Hahahahahahaa, but the audience liked it (i think) and that's all that matters, right? Who has pics? Okay no one. Lit sem here we come hahahahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;NDOC rehearsal was o_o Mrs Tan can you please be more understanding, we didn't even know what to do la D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On a much more depressing note lmao, today's tests were phail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;ACE - write so short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Chem lost 4 marks liao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maths the highest I can get is 2. Own? No.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, I'm off to do my zuowen now otherwise i'll see more of my names on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;何老师&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;'s &lt;/span&gt;未交功课&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;list thingy. She was in chinese dance and chinese orchestra roflmao ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My posts are wordy ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213749863998403062-1806643212850935638?l=rewrittenage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/feeds/1806643212850935638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/08/okay-think-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/1806643212850935638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/1806643212850935638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/08/okay-think-happy.html' title='Okay think happy'/><author><name>Firegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060771997402863990</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/_l3lD1eRzjMk/SnriVW-dZJI/AAAAAAAAAGI/47C6Dr9neQk/s72-c/Work.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213749863998403062.post-6348303797849883247</id><published>2009-07-31T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T00:03:05.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello, just a short note. I think i've already mentioned that there shouldn't be any flaming on my tagboard. I will not tolerate being the owner of a warring blog. That person who imitated Daniel, please stop. By the way, I'm quite sure of who you are. And Marcus, that wasn't very nice of you wasn't it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213749863998403062-6348303797849883247?l=rewrittenage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/feeds/6348303797849883247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-just-short-note.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/6348303797849883247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/6348303797849883247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-just-short-note.html' title=''/><author><name>Firegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060771997402863990</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-5213749863998403062.post-8387324936690313853</id><published>2009-07-31T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T22:58:18.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The right to speak</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;"EGAN PUT THE FOOD COVER BACK!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the door is closed, doing work-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"EGAN PUT THE FOOD COVER BACK!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Excuse me, I didn't hear you the first time. Can you speak nicely please?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can't you hear well enough?? It's dinner time, and you should jolly well know when to come out and help! You can't even do such a simple thing properly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Dishes some chicken out. The chicken is uncooked)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"(mutters) Tsk, cannot even steam a chicken properly"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What did you say?? What did you say?!? Why don't you cook the chicken yourself then!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Actually, I cooked a chicken during last year's chri-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you're looking for the perfect mother, Egan, go ahead! You either live with us, or you move out! If you think i'm rude, if you think I can't explain nicely-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well considering the fact that you just blatantly-" (shouted at me to put the food cover back on top of the fridge, twice. Your evidence highly substantialises your point.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"SHUT UP! All you know how to do is answer back. When I answered back to my parents last time, I got two tight slaps!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Father intervenes)&lt;br /&gt;"Ya, I had to kneel down in front of them an soja them (beg for forgiveness). Say sorry to your mother now!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry mother"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"STAND UP! LOOK HER IN THE EYES AND SAY IT PROPERLY"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Standing up and looking at her) "Sorry mother"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NOT LIKE THAT LA COME ON. I CAN'T FEEL IT YOU KNOW."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Orh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ANSWER SOME MORE?? You're still a child you know, Egan, you have absolutely no right to answer back to your parents."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Even if I want to present some rational ideas?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"YES. We have been trying to tell you this for a long time, we've been trying to tell you this. You never want to admit you're wrong. You always think you're right!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(To mother) "Okay don't cry. Egan, priority always goes to your elders, no matter what!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Today, after work, I went to the adoration room and prayed for 15 mins"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thumbs up sign-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't make like that Egan, this is what we mean by smart aleck answers! It's all rude and insulting gestures. Tomorrow, after you say sorry to your mother, you better go to the adoration room to pray to God, to meditate!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So consumed in your work. We send you for an education, and you only know how to answer back. I was not a good daughter, and you don't want to become a good son to us?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You talk so nicely to your friends, why do you speak like that to us?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because their nice to me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You still want to answer some more!!? (Tries to slap Egan) AREN'T WE NICE ENOUGH TO YOU?-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're in such a good school, and you know-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you think that i'm so rude to you, then tell me! Tell me when I have ever been rude to you!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Egan, I've had a very long and tiring day at work..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Grandmother comes out of room)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"(In cantonese) Mum, don't speak up for him! Don't interfere!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing to say already right. Last night, when you finished eating the chilli, you just went off, thinking that someone would throw it away for you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I went to wash my hands"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Keep quiet Egan, just keep quiet"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complete and unabridged by Egan Chan.&lt;br /&gt;I won't even bother adding in what I think now, that'd have to be some other time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213749863998403062-8387324936690313853?l=rewrittenage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/feeds/8387324936690313853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/07/right-to-speak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/8387324936690313853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/8387324936690313853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/07/right-to-speak.html' title='The right to speak'/><author><name>Firegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060771997402863990</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-5213749863998403062.post-6121955781127259959</id><published>2009-07-23T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T22:58:28.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The right to vote</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;93 273 2937663. 9355, 6659 7663 63 87. Hi Creshelle (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm an irresponsible voter who deserves to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I betrayed myself and I wasted my thoughts, my words, my time, my energy, everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything that I had planned from the very beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if you get in? Will council be turned into some boring crap?&lt;br /&gt;What about you? Are you even fit to be in council?&lt;br /&gt;Or you? SC will stand for Student Clique, most best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But more importantly, what about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to say. Not to you, to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you ask me. Why do you even bother? Why do you care if SC crumbles and dies? Why do you stay up till 4.30am to do bloody EAS day videos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an indescribable feeling. (Or maybe i'm just not good at words) But it's a good feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's because... I care? I WANT to serve? To lead, i don't know if i'm there yet. I've finally deciphered the meaning behind our school motto. Yay me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm an irresponsible voter who deserves to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I'm all screwed up inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213749863998403062-6121955781127259959?l=rewrittenage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/feeds/6121955781127259959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/07/right-to-vote.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/6121955781127259959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/6121955781127259959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/07/right-to-vote.html' title='The right to vote'/><author><name>Firegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060771997402863990</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-5213749863998403062.post-3298127073670212373</id><published>2009-07-18T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T22:59:37.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello, it's (finally) another post! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm not going to talk about how tiring and how hopeless this week was, because I know that it'll only get even more tiring and i'll be even more hopeless as even more weeks go by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;3F helps loads though (I mean loads and loads). I'm such a random person I should sign up for twitter. Wait, I already have twitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;We get through tests and (no, not mugging, 3F doesn't mug 8D), overdue homework together, but most importantly we get through the GONG together! For all who only know Gong as a percussion instrument which gives off a resounding noise, please don't misunderstand me, because I am not talking about that here. Don't insult it, please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;My class sees it every single day, and I have concluded many things about it. Firstly, the Gong is EXTREMELY POLITE! It is very caring, and is always willing to help you if you forget your notes. It is also EXTREMELY INTELLIGENT! Other than it (i'm just going to call it, it, now as it's more befitting) superior knowledge of its teaching subject, it can also store many pieces of information in it's brain. But ultimately, when you do something wrong, it shows many acts of kindness and expressions of forgiveness toward you, such as flinging certain objects at you. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay enough of flaming. This has been going on for half a year now, and I don't have a particular avenue to release this inside me. There :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm dying at tests. Numbah one, I can forget about passing my polynomials test. Only those 3M muggahs (:D) are able to say "oh. huh? okay what. Can one la." while everyone else goes something like "AH DIE ALREADY LA SHUT UP AHH DON'T TALK TO ME I'M BUSY KILLING MYSELF, TALK TO YOU LATER, EH WAIT I'LL BE DEAD." Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Numbah 2, Macbeth test is GG. I put 'J' as my first answer, when everyone knows that it's the wrong answer -cries- Quotes were okay, and OH YA YZ YOU CHEATER! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Numbah 3, 统一测验 next tuesday. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Exco interview was phail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Reached about 15mins before my stipulated time and realised that everything was pushed back. So I waited outside the room with Ada, Sheena, VivToh, Padilla, Shanisca. Talked about stuff which they may ask us, and practically reflected on our entire council life. Our very conversation could say it all. Everyone's been through so much together, that we could relate to every single thing the other said. It just made me feel... old? Weird. Come on, I haven't even turned 15! ): We just talked and talked, Ada went it nervously, Ada came out even more nervously -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Then I decided to be very smart and instead of just waiting at the bench, I stood directly outside the door. Sara came to open the door, then she instantly saw me and started laughing like siao. Then I walked in and everyone was laughing and I was like o_o and they continued laughing and Mrs Low accused me of 偷听-ing and i was like "sorry". Then they became dead serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The interview felt as though I was in another world. It felt so surreal. For starters, the stupid room was like some kind of interrogation centre. Nicole was staring at me intently. I stared back at her intently. Mr Yeo and Ms Chua were laughing at some laptop. Su Bin was spamming questions. Sara was typing like -clikclikclikclikclikclikclikclikclikclikclik- Shu Qi and Joyce were looking tired. All the people on my right were shrouded in darkness so I couldn't see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;There I was, my physical self right there, but my mind, it was wandering everywhere, or rather, everyWHEN. It was racing to recall some scruples of the events i took part in, bits and pieces of prepared information (haha) and whatnot. It went so fast. My mind's throttle was stuck in slo-mo. I had to think for at least 5 seconds for each question asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Nicole stared even more intently. I looked down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Then I went off to (try) answering their questions. I think that's why i'm phail-ing at lit. I can't answer to the point dammit. Sorry for wasting your time D: Btw, the others outside told me I took 1/2 an hour. I'm still in denial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;So that pretty much sums up my week. DHS library is very awesome siriusly. Sorry, HarryPotter is on now, and I'm supposed to be watching it :D EH SUPPOSED TO GO WATCH HALF-BLOOD PRINCE TODAY!!! D: But no. Get well soon Aeri! Haha (8 :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The amazing sunset I saw yesterday. THE SKY IS AS PINK AS A SPECTRUM TEE! :O :O :O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l3lD1eRzjMk/SmHf7XmRpcI/AAAAAAAAAGA/NJt2seFyFhM/s1600-h/CIMG0853.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 391px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 287px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359811242587432386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l3lD1eRzjMk/SmHf7XmRpcI/AAAAAAAAAGA/NJt2seFyFhM/s320/CIMG0853.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always end a post, knowing that I missed out something.&lt;br /&gt;This time isn't an exception.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213749863998403062-3298127073670212373?l=rewrittenage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/feeds/3298127073670212373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-its-finally-another-post-d-im-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/3298127073670212373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/3298127073670212373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-its-finally-another-post-d-im-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Firegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060771997402863990</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/_l3lD1eRzjMk/SmHf7XmRpcI/AAAAAAAAAGA/NJt2seFyFhM/s72-c/CIMG0853.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5213749863998403062.post-842355215390348294</id><published>2009-07-10T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T22:58:49.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7/11 it's a blog and more!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey all :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok i've finally come back to blogging after erm, let me count, 11 months of bereavement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, the past is past isn't it? So let's start afresh. At the stroke of midnight, 11/7/2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Welcome to my blog (this is NOT cliche at all you know!?), where there'll be snippets of my life, pasted in here like a little scrapbook. I've decided to not be a senseless person (as how I portray myself to some in reality) here, but instead, I'll try to make this place as meaningful as possible, for everyone who bothers to come here - but most importantly, this is my space right? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;BUT OF COURSE, what's a blog without the 'B' for ballistic?? This will also be a place for me to destress and scream and shout, which i can't really do in real life can't I? So bear with me, when I talk about seemingly senseless things which you totally can't relate to, so for that, I'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is a really boring skin, don't you agree? I'm really tired from IDMI and related shiz, so i'm way too lazy to get a skin now. SPEAKING OF IDMI. WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO IDMI IS OVAHHH! 8D 8D 8D Interstingly, this year's IDMI went really well. For me at least, haha! We did everything from scratch in 3 days. Which I think is absolutely unbelievable if I wasn't experiencing it. The sleepless nights and blood and sweat and tears and shit all paid off YAY! Okay I can't be bothered to type in colours and all, so bear with black and white for now ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;(Insert random thought)&lt;br /&gt;I realised that I have been a lazy - no wait, lazy doesn't even BEGIN to describe me. I was downright indolent and slothful. I haven't touched a single book since the start of the year, besides The Crucible, CCC, Macbeth, 刘墉 book and Romeo and Juliet. I counted, and guess what I have 12 books waiting on my bookshelf for me to be read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right, one more point to note: The reason why I sound like a Sarah Choy (Haha, if you happen to read this) is because I realised (FINALLY WHOA) my grades are abysmal and if I have an ounce of hope that I can get at least a GPA 3.6 is that if I slog my butt out. And this time I really mean it. So i'm sorry Vivienne (Hi new seating partner) if I dao you like crazy in class, because I can't go on doing all the stupid things before. It doesn't mean i'll become a boring mugger (oops), but I'll just be less... crazy? weird? extreme? I don't know. I just felt really really good in the library today, doing chem (yea chem) and revising polynomials (yea polynomials). Weird right. For Egan. Weird Egan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should think that the F-ers (for those who don't know, I'm in 3F -_-) would be the first ones setting their eyes upon this lousy excuse of a blog, so HI PEOPLE! (waves fanatically) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 12, and I should be going to sleep soon hmm. Goodnight then x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5213749863998403062-842355215390348294?l=rewrittenage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/feeds/842355215390348294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/07/711-its-blog-and-more.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/842355215390348294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5213749863998403062/posts/default/842355215390348294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewrittenage.blogspot.com/2009/07/711-its-blog-and-more.html' title='7/11 it&apos;s a blog and more!'/><author><name>Firegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060771997402863990</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></feed>
