<?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-5182299445670269592</id><updated>2011-09-16T23:33:20.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOMORROW WILL BE BETTER.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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>694</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5182299445670269592.post-4400322801387291234</id><published>2010-12-20T19:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T19:57:11.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;life's not so hard without pig around! but i still miss him. HAHA. i'm still counting down the number of days left till he's coming home. weehoooo. about 3 or 4 more days. hmmmm. we don't get to talk everyday since he's so far away... but he makes the effort to come online on msn to talk to me. makes me feel so touched (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;there's this workshop i'll have to attend on the 17th till 19Jan. hopefully i still have a week of holiday or smth after that until school officially starts. LOL. as expected, it's a motivational workshop. LOL. PRAY WILL BE FUN AH. and today's the 20th alr. better start doing calculus soon. BRUSH UP BRUSH UP. idw get 5/50 again. shamefulllllllll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-4400322801387291234?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/4400322801387291234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=4400322801387291234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/4400322801387291234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/4400322801387291234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/12/lifes-not-so-hard-without-pig-around.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-7731874658996118768</id><published>2010-12-15T02:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T02:53:18.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;i'm fucking sad. :( anyone can make me happy please?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-7731874658996118768?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/7731874658996118768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=7731874658996118768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/7731874658996118768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/7731874658996118768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-fucking-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-908050752207540466</id><published>2010-12-14T05:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T05:41:06.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;idk how to survive from wed onwards :( pig's flying to hokkaido for 8(or 10?) days! omfgggg. and we just fought. all i want is some comfort when i'm down and trust. so hard meh?! no right! put yourself in my shoes can. i'm always there for you but when i need you, you're nowhere to be found! when i told you i'm retaining, you didn't even ask if i'm ok. and you went to play arcade! zzz. thank god i have other people to turn to :( k, this sounds so one-sided. and he told my brother "she everytime also angry angry. dont wan play with me then dont play lor" when we played bs. fuck. i never got angry with him before!! i swear this is the first time. last time is all sad only!!! can't he just understand :( but i know he will never though... it's like there's this "terms and conditions" thing since the day we knew each other. he's like this and he'll always be. so take it or leave it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-908050752207540466?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/908050752207540466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=908050752207540466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/908050752207540466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/908050752207540466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/12/idk-how-to-survive-from-wed-onwards.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-1509644272525815331</id><published>2010-12-13T01:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T01:15:31.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;idk what i wanna dooooo. when i thought i'm finally getting somewhere, then all of a sudden, POOF! i'm back to square one again. fuck. be more truthful to me please!! dont care me yet act like you care...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i'm contemplating whether to study calculus. i must be out of my mind. LOLOL. fuck calculus. i swear its the toughest maths i've ever came across (so far). never have i failed so badly before. (doesnt mean i never fail maths before hor. i got fail before!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;living my life so aimlessly now ): i eat, sleep, play comp, watch tv everyday without fail. on slightly better days i'd get my lazy bum out of the house to meet some friends. hmmmmm. i'll miss my classmates ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i always wake up in the middle of the night or early in the morning, when i sleep after midnight, to check my sms... yeah, i'm anticipating sms. but these 2 days... :( cold warrrrr. hate that bastard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ernest asked if i wanna go to school tgt on first day of school. first SCHOOL day and first ORIENTATION day does make a difference... so i'm wondering which one he's referring to. i hope the workshop school's making me go to will be fun!! better not be some brainwashing programme that tells me "you must work hard... you must pass.... you must do well...". looking forward to orientation and making new friends alr!!! but no mass dance please D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-1509644272525815331?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/1509644272525815331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=1509644272525815331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/1509644272525815331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/1509644272525815331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/12/idk-what-i-wanna-dooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-3451957373748690216</id><published>2010-12-10T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T19:40:16.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;where were you when i needed you most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-3451957373748690216?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/3451957373748690216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=3451957373748690216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/3451957373748690216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/3451957373748690216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/12/where-were-you-when-i-needed-you-most.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-1750173947244437657</id><published>2010-11-25T05:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T05:31:01.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;3 more min before i go to bathe. i studied for about 5.5hr to 6hrs! so proud of myself. -.- somehow completed market structure and done with qn1 from promos paper2. since the cher says that qn1 and 4 will be VERY similar in sup papers. hehe. so i assume the topic+skills required is the same lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;freaking sleepy :( i didn't sleep the entire night. shall see when results come out on the 10th dec! i wanna pass econs. will be good, too, if i can pass phy :D but die die must get at least an S for phy. they won't be announcing out grades though. they'll only be saying if we promoted or retained. and our results slips will be issued next year. sigh. mr ng is gonna drill me on maths from the 11 dec onwards. :( hopefully he changes his mind and rather not drill me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-1750173947244437657?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/1750173947244437657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=1750173947244437657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/1750173947244437657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/1750173947244437657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/11/3-more-min-before-i-go-to-bathe.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-6372922762515167023</id><published>2010-11-24T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T21:33:05.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;i'm in reallyyyy good mood. and i think there's 4 reasons to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;1. i'm chatting with somebody like how we used to! haha. ok, not really. only that last night we sms-ed. lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;2. i had enough sleep. 14 hours of sleep from 10pm till 12pm. :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;3. listening to the song Beast-Beautiful. idk why, but the tune is so cheery and lightens up my mood (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;4.i think my happy mood is mostly credited from this. eindra just called me to tell me what coconut and other guys were talking about during econs today. (cause i wasn't in school so i had no idea). hehe. made me really happy (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;but i should be in a panic mode instead. phy and econs sup papers tmr!!! and i havent studied ytd and today. what i have to complete by tonight : supply&amp;amp;demand + PED PES &lt;em&gt;OR &lt;/em&gt;market failure + externalities &lt;em&gt;AND &lt;/em&gt;market structure. seeeeeee. how can i not panic?! cb much. HAHA. but i'm prepared to burn midnight oil le. it's always like that. i don't remember when i was able to sleep before a paper. hahahah. it's my style!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-6372922762515167023?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/6372922762515167023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=6372922762515167023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/6372922762515167023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/6372922762515167023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-in-reallyyyy-good-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-1117367919177436880</id><published>2010-11-15T19:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T19:53:39.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>many little bad things make up one extremely bad day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i got back my results today. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maths- S(known alr)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Phy- U&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Econs- S&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;GP- S&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Geog- E&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;idk why, but i somehow managed to pass geog. all i studied was hydrology graph and rain cycle. i can rmb how i asked wanyee "what is cockpit cast" in the morning before the paper. and i realised, if i didnt try to attempt every single qn, i would have lost 10m and failed. because i tried to fill in every blanks, i tyco-ly scored 10m more. and i left out a 16m essay. thanks god (: but i shouldn't be happy, should i? although i scored so much better for econs, gp and geog, i still failed and definitely cant promote with my current grades. i need to get EES, but i'm getting SSU. fuck much. my econs case studies i got 21/30. but i still shouldn't be happy, right? yes. cause i got 12/50 for essay :( idk to be glad or upset cause i've improved so much, yet insufficient. i even lost count of the number of CCBs i said today. subpapers this week and next week. tell me where's the time to study? :( so stressed i wanna cry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TWO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a fucking bitch stared at me the entire day (someone whom i dislike from my class). her eyes were practically popping out! like this&gt;&gt; O_O. i felt so much like gorging her eyes out. fuckfuckfuck. and it's not annying me only. she's making others irritated by asking them to stare at me too!! who in the right mind would stare at ppl! maybe only her. cause we happen to be love rivals hur? i wanted to go up to her and say "chaocheebai, stop looking can." but i just can't. sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i have a friend, let's call him W. whenever he's upset i would always comfort him and try to cheer him up. but whenever I'M SAD, he would LEAVE ME ALONE. fuck. this is damn one sided. all he replied me when i told him i failed badly was "=x". and it's not as if we're only acquaintance! we're fucking close! this makes my blood boil. not once, twice or thrice. BUT COUNTLESS TIMES. i don't wanna tolerate it anymore. a friend like this ain't worth keeping. i'm grateful for friends like janette, cheryl, wanyee, weixin, eindra and clarissa though. cause they are forever there to listen to my complaints! &amp;amp; most imptly, they are supportive and encourages me. i cannot thank more for having these friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FOUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;probably it's because i only had 3.5hours of sleep. so i'm fucking pissed off right now. i'm angry everytime i dont get enough sleep. sigh. but i've been so gl and fucked up for the past few days. i wanna stop attitude-ing people alr :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-1117367919177436880?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/1117367919177436880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=1117367919177436880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/1117367919177436880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/1117367919177436880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/11/many-little-bad-things-make-up-one.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-4982863237162865304</id><published>2010-11-07T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T21:18:18.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i'm having sore throat and overdosing on strepsils thanks to OP! zz, i'm rehearsing like at least 4 hours everyday! ZZZZ. will rehearse for the rest of tonight till tmr evening cause the actual thing is on tues :( FUCKKKKK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i'm really fortunate to have classmates like coconut(ahem). he would sit down 1-to-1 with me and listen to my speech. and correct me sentence by sentence. i'm so touched that he's so willing and trying so hard to help me!! but it's probably because he doesn't want me to pull the group's grades down :( but he was so kind and nice! HAHA. and i got so motivated when he said "let's score our As tgt!". but i felt so stressed and i wanted to cry :( while rehearsing halfway, i told him "give me a minute" and i walked away, cause tears were flowing out alr. sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-4982863237162865304?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/4982863237162865304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=4982863237162865304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/4982863237162865304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/4982863237162865304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-having-sore-throat-and-overdosing-on.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-4947704508896764807</id><published>2010-10-28T21:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T22:02:17.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tsk. im still moody today. thanks to some bastard. someone tell me whats the point of saying sorry when you dont change? seriously. and i keep thinking. if i were to somehow lose coconut as a friend, would i cry? probably. but it wouldn't be of much impact to me. but if i were to lose that bastard, how would i feel? i'd cry and idk what'll happen to me. fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-4947704508896764807?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/4947704508896764807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=4947704508896764807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/4947704508896764807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/4947704508896764807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/10/tsk_28.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-2041993513459375152</id><published>2010-10-27T18:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T18:46:38.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Fucking hate my mother. only know how to accuse me. ccb knn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;cb bad day. i wanted to take mc today so i slept slept slept. until 8.50am ep called me and told me to bring the cover page for wr to school. wtf. 5 person in a grp and only 2 of us has got the cover page? (btw can only use the original one, cannot photocopy). so i had to fucking rush and cab down to school. because they want me to reach by 10am. ccb. i stay in pasir ris and my sch's in yishun leh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;nehmind. then i went home at 12.30pm, after pw, pon chinese. when i'm gonna nap at 2.30pm, kns cp called me to go back to school for chinese. stupid cher force me to go back and say gimme 30min to get back only. ccbbbbbbbbbbb. so again, i had to rush back to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;nehmind. then on the way home some ccb china woman went to hug the grab pole i was holding on to and i cant balance myself. the lousy bus driver also cant drive and keep braking. fuck up. plus also so many pple stinks. first i smell ppl's smelly foot then i smell ahneh's BO. fuckkkkkk. damn pissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;and when i come home my cb mother accuse and scold me. she answered my call ytd like she wanna scold me so i was rude. she still can shout at me : WHY YOU NO MANNERS DK HOW TO SAY HELLO AH. ccb. she was the rude one first ok. cant she fucking say hello. ccb. i no manners also you teach one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;idk whats wrong with me but i very guailan recently. fuck up. and some bastard betrayed me. and there's fucking stress pw. and there's urgent chinese A level next mon. cbcbcbcbcb. im so pissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-2041993513459375152?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/2041993513459375152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=2041993513459375152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/2041993513459375152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/2041993513459375152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/10/fucking-hate-my-mother.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-8251280069589691546</id><published>2010-10-26T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T23:06:40.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;how would you feel if someone impt to you tells you they betrayed you at the time where you're committed to doing your work? telling that they betrayed you is bad enough.... but with all the stress building up from pw, omg. kill me :( this idiot told me he did something behind my back last night but i havent felt anything. all was on my was pw pw pw. i was so stressed over my speech last night cause nothing could come out :( but on my way to school this morning i wanted to cry cause i came to a sudden realization "hey, he betrayed me". fuck. and everyone were asking me why i'm sad. i should just stop laughing 24/7 in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-8251280069589691546?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/8251280069589691546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=8251280069589691546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/8251280069589691546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/8251280069589691546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/10/how-would-you-feel-if-someone-impt-to.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-3218613951905711637</id><published>2010-10-21T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T23:58:26.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;there's OP preperation everyday from tmr onwards. :( I DONT WANNA DO OP. so paiseh x99 + i cant speak properly for nuts. :( i'll embarass myself only. OP be over quick please. and school is fucking ending at 440 tmr and 410 next mon to fri. with 2 one hour break in between everyday somemore!! MY SCHOOL SERIOUSLY GOT SOME PROB WITH LONG BREAKSSSS. imagine no 2 one hour break, i can go home at 210. damnnnn. i hate pw. i don't want to see mdm liao everyday for 4 hours!! 2 hours of PW + 2 hours of OP preperation. wtf. can't they put OP prep under PW. isnt it part of pw?! :( nehmind, it's gonna end soon. SOOOOON. OP would be early nov anyway i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-3218613951905711637?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/3218613951905711637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=3218613951905711637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/3218613951905711637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/3218613951905711637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/10/theres-op-preperation-everyday-from-tmr.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-4598871777845630258</id><published>2010-10-18T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T22:28:03.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i'm dumb. i am. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;idk why everyone's panicking for promos and i'm not. it's not like there's still some time till promos... but promos are alr ending soon. and i can actually sit for a paper without studying at all. so i'm really gonna retain huh. that's not really a problem if i know my stuffs... but the thing is i havent been attending school for superrrrr long and i have i'm clueless about my work. idk since when i became so hecked. i don't like myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;the worse thing is i went out today, i'm thinking of whether to join my aunt in their turkey trip and how to have fun during mnet concert. like fuck. thinking of anything, everything, except for promos. god save me please. this mindset of mine will kill me someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-4598871777845630258?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/4598871777845630258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=4598871777845630258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/4598871777845630258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/4598871777845630258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-dumb.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-6418158795774873433</id><published>2010-10-14T01:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T01:35:11.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;tsk. dont understand how sometimes some girls can be so bhb and post about how guys are trying "chase" them and "obsessed with" them. why i put those words in inverted commas cause it's what the girl thinks and assume. no one's even chasing them. o.m.g. ok lah, even if got guys chase you so what. so haolian tell ppl for what. (but the fact is still no one's chasing you!!). buay tahan. somemore you so fugly. zzz. makes me wanna puke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ok digress abit. suppose to be studying phy now. but i cannot focus. tsk. paper's at 8am. how to fucking finish 8 chapts from now? and out of which, 3 of them i didn't attend lecture at all. pon too much school. LOL. so to study or not to study? ans: DONT STUDY. HAHA. anyway i predict that i'm gonna score shit for econs. so what for study? retain anyway. tsk. be like joshua. HAHA. he even went out today man. anyone wanna be my OGL next year? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-6418158795774873433?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/6418158795774873433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=6418158795774873433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/6418158795774873433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/6418158795774873433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/10/tsk.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-4692011928801993552</id><published>2010-10-05T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T22:55:02.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i'm kinda touched that my friends from other JCs(karen, megan, michelle, etc) are willing to help me with passing my promos (: i have a really good feeling about it. who says i can't pass phy and econs huh. i'll show u can i can bitches!! ok, but why they say i can't is because i've been missing half the lectures. so it's only natural for someone to think you can't make it. but it's so so so discouraging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i'm gonna start revising kinematics in 15min. yay :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-4692011928801993552?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/4692011928801993552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=4692011928801993552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/4692011928801993552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/4692011928801993552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-kinda-touched-that-my-friends-from.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-9103666687612871482</id><published>2010-10-01T22:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T22:39:15.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;fuck, my first setback in life. i thought i'd retain when i was in sec three but amazingly i promoted. now (although i'm lazy &amp;amp; last min) i'm struggling to promote but it's like 80% confirm i'll retain. fuck much. tsk. and what made me most disappointed isn't me retaining. but my mum is really disappointed with me. idk why, but i just cannot bare to see her upset. think i've been taking her for granted. she never ever pushed me to do work before. all she asks for is for me to pass. she don't even demand for As. damn, i'm unfilial. it's actually the very first time she literally forced me to study. she even told me "walao why score so lousy" when i told her i scored B for chinese promos. she have high expectations of me :( it's the first time she made this kind of comments!! tsk, i really dk what i can do. idw to make all those that wish for me to pass to disappoint. and there's no one i can blame. from the very first day, everyone has alr told me jc isn't an easy route. but fuck, i was so complacent i didn't wanna heed their advice. and Mr Ng has been trying very hard to knock senses into my head but i was simply too stubborn. he always told me "steffi you're not stupid you know. you're actually smart. &lt;strong&gt;it's your actions that's stupid&lt;/strong&gt;." yeah, very true. i know it very well too. then he said "i really dk how to help you alr". and i replied him "it's okay. nevermind one". and he gave a me sigh. why i gave that reply was because how can he help me when even i cannot and don't want to help myself. okay enough. i just don't want to disappoint anyone!!!!! i know by the end of the day i'll definitely cry and regret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-9103666687612871482?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/9103666687612871482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=9103666687612871482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/9103666687612871482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/9103666687612871482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/10/fuck-my-first-setback-in-life.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-8637506988130577883</id><published>2010-09-28T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T22:23:30.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;today's a good day. a good day i suppose? i ate breakfast so i was slightly smarter today. as from the speaker from ytd from ktp hospital said!! HAHA. you are what you eat! and i dont wanna eat myself. okay, enough. had maths retest today. i only slept for 4 hours in 2 days. back to O levels mode. HAHA. better not. later i die how.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i find the maths paper fine. could score if i did tutorials. but unfortunately i only did some. so yeah, no more pass. anw everyone was complaining its hard and they cant pass. there goes my modular point and i'll have to attend orientation again next year :( i can stop going to school alr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i was happy this morning. i told someone idk how to do partial fraction and he sent me a mms with instructions to how to do partial fraction. he also searched youtube for videos for me to watch so i can learn! it's all the little things that counts (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;brought this super big packet of otak otak to school. ep literally swallowed the whole thing. PIG. but he was kind of diff today! he helped me returned the super heavy laptop i borrowed from library. nice eh! and we had to fill in a form to borrow the laptop. so when he went to return, i told him "say 'i'm steffi'! then you can return the laptop". him: "haha ok! i'm steffi for today!". but then i saw the laptop with zs later on. so i asked ep "wei steffi! why laptop not with you! Haha". so ep turned around and i realised it's not ep that i'm talking to, it's eugene! HAHA. joke. yeah and he was munching away the whole of phy lecture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;eindra says that i'm liking coconut again. like she observe from my behaviour. HAHA. omg, better not!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-8637506988130577883?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/8637506988130577883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=8637506988130577883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/8637506988130577883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/8637506988130577883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/09/todays-good-day.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-8071865393981253054</id><published>2010-09-25T18:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T18:52:15.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;fucking screwed. HAHA. got scolded by mrs lim ytd for eom! HOW IN THE WORLD SHOULD I KNOW I WENT OUT OF POINT HUR. if i knew i'd scored A for pw alr, there won't even be a need for you to be there to teach. and she bloody said i got attitude problem! omg, i was restricting myself not to be rude to her and she said i got attitude problem!!!! wtf much. even accuse me of things i didn't do. i defended myself and you scolded me even more! seriously ccb. fucking abuse authority only, just because i cannot talk back. tsk, i don't understand why i'm paying to study (and the fact is i'm FORCED to study) and getting scolded!!!! i'd rather keep my money and not study. fucking cb. make me cry in class somemore :( i can't rmb when was the last time i cried because i got scolding from cher! but i'll definitely rmb i cried because this bitch scolded me! at least until i graduate. tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;but at least i know i have gentleman classmates C:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-8071865393981253054?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/8071865393981253054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=8071865393981253054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/8071865393981253054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/8071865393981253054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/09/fucking-screwed.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-731280727578554483</id><published>2010-09-22T01:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T01:49:51.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;idk what i'm doing but yeah... i'm spamming eye wash on my eye now. LOLOLOL. where got illness= SPAM!!!!! tsk, buay tahhan. must go school tmr. and i'm procrastinating. haven't gotten my eom done yet. haven't even opened the freaking file!!!!!!! LOL. gosh i'm going crazy. so sick of pw. wtf. i dont really care if i fail as long as i don't sabo my team mates. ok no, i don't wanna fail. tsk. and i ate yong tau foo + 3 bowls of porridge today!!!!! i'm supposed to eat one bowl of porridge only. fuck. :( i even swallowed egg shell from salted egg cause i was too lazy to spit out. speaking of which, the last time i ate mee siam i spotted something that resembles a cockroach's feeler in it. but i just took it out, threw it away and continued with my mee siam. HAHA. i know i damn grotesque. buay sai ah. tsk. it seems like whatever is edible is going into my stomach!! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-731280727578554483?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/731280727578554483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=731280727578554483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/731280727578554483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/731280727578554483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/09/idk-what-im-doing-but-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-2254253039202792893</id><published>2010-09-21T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T23:54:36.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i'm seriously down with luck these 2 weeks last monday till wednesday i had stomach flu. yesterday+today i had flu. so i literally spammed medicine when i'm sick cause i wanna go back to school. since promo's coming!!!! and guess what, when my flu's just recovered, i realise i'm having eye pimple now. WTF WTF WTF WTF x10^99. so if i were to have my eye swollen tmr, gg for me. i'll be missing school on mon, tues, wed and thurs this week. FML MUCH. when i wanna go to school and this happens to me!!!!! pray my eye won't swell tmr but on thurs. cause i really wanna go to school tmr. to hand in my eom, clarify what to do for wr, hand in maths reflection and do my cip for missing YOG soccer!!! and i have to start econs and phy revision by this weekend. oh my oh my :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-2254253039202792893?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/2254253039202792893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=2254253039202792893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/2254253039202792893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/2254253039202792893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-seriously-down-with-luck-these-2.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-5585865763887455099</id><published>2010-09-16T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T23:06:30.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;horoscope's damn true. at least the first one i read today was right. it wrote something like i would be sick from being too emotional and i would realise what's really happening in reality. true enough. i was feeling........ so i haven't been sleeping the pass few nights and i'm fucking sick now + my unrecovered stomach flu. and i came to a sudden realisation how naive i was to believe in sombody. VERY TRUE HUH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;gosh i'm feeling fucking giddy now. my head's literally spinning. i havent slept for, say, 27 hours, then i went to sleep from 5 to 9 when i went home and now i'm up again. god please bless me. i wanna recover in time for tmr's papers. i want to promote very badly. and i'm spamming medicine alr!! why i'm still awake is partly because i wanna have my medicine every 4-5 hours. hopefully nothing will happen to me from over consumption of pills!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-5585865763887455099?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/5585865763887455099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=5585865763887455099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/5585865763887455099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/5585865763887455099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/09/horoscopes-damn-true.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-4425469642489283468</id><published>2010-09-15T03:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T03:16:51.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i'm sick! down with stomach flu. but i'm happy now C: hehe. i like this feeling! somebody finally know whats _ ______ ____ ___!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-4425469642489283468?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/4425469642489283468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=4425469642489283468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/4425469642489283468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/4425469642489283468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-sick-down-with-stomach-flu.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-9119235625462991142</id><published>2010-09-13T06:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T06:27:40.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you make me feel warmth. you shall be the first! C:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;nehneh. im skipping school today. but i hate to part with my $100. cause i had a deal with my mum. no late for school + no MC = + $100 for the month. LOL. nvm i'll try somehow to smuggle my way through =3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i really love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-9119235625462991142?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/9119235625462991142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=9119235625462991142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/9119235625462991142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/9119235625462991142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/09/you-make-me-feel-warmth.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-5878600935888006885</id><published>2010-09-10T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T22:17:53.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i will face reality... soon. HAHA. ok i really don't want to. let me drown please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i flusttered when i was about to see my promos dates. HAHAHAHA. cause i totalllyyyyyyyy unprepared for it. i havent been studying or whatsoever. so far, i'm only certain that i'll get S for H2maths. cause i have 42 modular points alr. WOOHOOO. but i have to score at least an E for H2 physics and H2 econs -.- ITS FUCKING HARD CAN. so play i pass my maths with flying colours next tues. there's 2.1, 2.2, 2.3, 2.4 and 2.5 ( i think ) to be tested. but i only know how to do 2.1 and 2.2 so far. LOLOLOL. very typical of me. since when i'd study in advance. but i wish i would though. i don't wanna suffer anymore. i almost died then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;and i'm happy that i hv good friends around to listen to my troubles! C: esp my son! HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-5878600935888006885?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/5878600935888006885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=5878600935888006885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/5878600935888006885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/5878600935888006885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-will-face-reality.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-6036066163006814351</id><published>2010-09-10T00:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T00:41:18.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i came back from genting last night!! worst genting trip ever. i wanted to go to the theme park so badly, but it was raining we couldnt play anything -.- i comforted myself by saying "nvm la! come so many times le. take the new ride superman can liao". HAHAHAA. but i still dont feel any better. and i took superman 2 times! scream like siao zhar bor until i got sore throat! HEHE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and the 4 days in msia wasnt too bad either! cause somebody was constantly texting me everyday. LOL. it wasn't like what i expected, which is not to contact him for 4 solid days! i've never not chat with him for a single day since i got to know him =3 except for one day! he told me he wanted to study but he ended up playing -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ok anyway the trip was still kinda bad!!! but we brought sososo many stuffed toys back! i spent about 400RM trying to win some bouquet of flowers. but end up winning 7 boxes of springs and 20 panda keychains. LOL. AND I BROUGHT 12 PACKETS OF CHEWING GUM BACK C: i didn't had a single one there. eat le will get sore throat only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and i'm prepared to retain/go poly alr. i really dw to study. dw dw dw dw dw. i'll never study. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-6036066163006814351?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/6036066163006814351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=6036066163006814351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/6036066163006814351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/6036066163006814351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-came-back-from-genting-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-5605224637563596746</id><published>2010-09-04T12:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T13:04:19.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm not feeling good. i'm really really really facing reality now :C so i googled some quotes to see if any matches my mood. so here are some!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I hate you for not letting me have you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Life is like an onion; you peel off one layer at a time and sometimes you weep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No day is so bad it can't fixed with a nap &lt;- &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SO TRUE. i always sleep when i'm troubled. but i just woke up and can't possibly sleep the entrie time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;seriously idk why i keep doing things that'll make me regret!! i always know i'll regret by the end of the day (obviously, who won't, in these situations) but i just keep chionging and going on and on. guess it's time to stop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fucking have gastric. tsk. i haven't really ate for the past few days :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-5605224637563596746?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/5605224637563596746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=5605224637563596746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/5605224637563596746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/5605224637563596746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-not-feeling-good.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-4260048959634587575</id><published>2010-09-03T20:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T20:59:11.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;nehnehpok. i'm famished. butbutbut i don't wanna eat. HAHA. tsk. shall eat later (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;some idiot went offline without saying bye to me!! :( but i didn't really felt like talking to him today so i kept replying him "haha", "orh", "oh okay" :( it's because he seems busy and i don't wanna be a nuisance!! but this morning when i was still sleeping i kept thinking of him IN MY SLEEP. omgosh. and i felt like texting him "imy very badly". luckily i didn't -.- imagine how much i'm gonna miss him when i'm leaving for msia for 4 days, when i'm missing him so much now when it's only a night!! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;anyway i should be happy! (1) cause it's the last day of school! C: (2) i'm getting iphone4 tmr morning! woooots! C: &amp;amp;(3) i'm leaving for genting on sunday morning. hehe. but (3) can be sad for me too. :(. ok, don't think about it. i can't wait to jailbreak my iphone C: and also to enjoy all the rides + food + haunted mansion + shopping in genting! though i doubt i'll have anything to shop for. will definitely bring souvenirs back!! C:C:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-4260048959634587575?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/4260048959634587575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=4260048959634587575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/4260048959634587575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/4260048959634587575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/09/nehnehpok.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-5351280619007277265</id><published>2010-09-02T22:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T22:40:11.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;whenever i tell someone i'm going offline from msn then he'll say "noooo" and ask me to stay but he didn't even said bye to me today :( and also he seemed so busy recently that he's neglecting me. tsk. so i signed in again (appearing offline) and he's offline! felt so empty. seldom see him offline eh. :( nvm, i'll wait for his sms! C: i feel so dumb letting my emotions manipulated by someone again. LOL. but i'm willing!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-5351280619007277265?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/5351280619007277265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=5351280619007277265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/5351280619007277265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/5351280619007277265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/09/whenever-i-tell-someone-im-going.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-4865881389301497658</id><published>2010-09-01T11:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T11:38:48.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;my teeth's still as pain as ever. my gum's even a lil bit swollen. jidan gao. and somebody didn't sms me. and i forgot there's geog test tmr other than maths, and i didn't study. so gonna fail. fml. i don't wanna fail maths again. so i'd probably fail geog. BYE GEOG C:like what, must prioritise. geog got promos, maths dont have. so i'd obviously study for maths right. cause comparing these 2 tests, maths weigh more!! think i didnt say what was in my report book. i got:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;GP-U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Chinese-D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;H2 Econs-U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;H2Physics-U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;H1 Geog- U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;eh fucking cannot promote with this la. the critieria is pass in GP, min 2Es 1S for H2 and pass in H1. i dont pass anything except for chinese leh. where got use sia. didnt even get an S. i have to work like.... 100x harder for promos. i'd rather take another round of Os. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;a year ago i didn't think i'd be in YJ. a year ago at this point of time i believe i'm ponning school and slacking... i'd most probably be wasting my time at home claiming i'm "self-studying". cause my school don't give study break so i self-proclaimed break ok. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-4865881389301497658?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/4865881389301497658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=4865881389301497658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/4865881389301497658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/4865881389301497658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-teeths-still-as-pain-as-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-1982933501982523004</id><published>2010-09-01T01:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T02:04:04.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;some idiot told me he's going to makan but after waiting for him to come back after so long... i assume he won't be back? maybe i should just make my way to bed and zzzzzz. but what if he comes back.&lt;/span&gt; (gosh i just realised i waited for him to come back for 45min :C)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;anyway i pondered upon this person's blog and she said "i won't waste my time on a guy not worth waiting for. instead, i would spend my time watching many hot guys and be hua chi". i cannot help but to agree with her. very good saying, isn't it? and qian ru's such a good friend man C: idk why but she make me so high and so happy when i'm emo-ing. hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-1982933501982523004?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/1982933501982523004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=1982933501982523004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/1982933501982523004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/1982933501982523004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/09/some-idiot-told-me-hes-going-to-makan.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-7648131432817818411</id><published>2010-08-31T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T23:07:57.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;sometimes i really regret wearing braces. it's so omfg pain when the dentist tightens it!! for the first time i've worn it, my teeth felt so "itchy", then followed by so painful that i can't even close my mouth!! then when i went back for my app the 2nd time, not so bad, wasn't painful at all. guess it was because the dentist didn't do anything to my teeth la. i was thinking to myself "WALAO. why everybody say will be very pain but not pain one!!". but today when i went back for my third app, OH EM EFF GEEEEEEEEEEE. it's so fucking painful. the dentist took out the entire wire and replaced it with a new one. = he's gonna make it AS TIGHT AS POSSIBLE. + he added some rubbery thing to tie all the metal pieces tgt. wtf max. i really feel like pulling all the metals on my teeth out la. but for the sake of my $$$$$$ ( those that i paid ) and i dont wanna be boh geh, i'll suffer with painful teeth for the next few days -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-7648131432817818411?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/7648131432817818411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=7648131432817818411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/7648131432817818411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/7648131432817818411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/08/sometimes-i-really-regret-wearing.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-8555278193592821095</id><published>2010-08-31T04:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T04:42:11.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i always tell myself tmr would be a brand new day after i wake up. i'll just make my troubles *poof* (pretend they are not there and not think about them). but i was waken up by my trouble! some idiot sms me about his ex-&gt; my phone rang very loudly -&gt; awaken the sleeping peacefully me. wtfzxzxzx. but anyway it's good i suppose? cause i have to do my EOM. if he didn't sms me i'll sleep all the way till tmr -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-8555278193592821095?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/8555278193592821095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=8555278193592821095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/8555278193592821095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/8555278193592821095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/08/awaken-sleeping-peacefully-me.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-2065918908073875061</id><published>2010-08-30T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T23:06:28.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;bonitochico has got their new web now, but i think there's something wrong with it. i cannot seem to add everything i want to my cart. if i were to add (A), (B) would be gone. and if i add (B) again, (C) is gone! i can have only one item in my cart at any point of time. wtf. i wanna shop please!! and the dresses from this collection is beautiful, especially the lacey one. ok, i cant rmb the name of the dress. who cares!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i'm actually feeling agitated/upset now. 20% because of bonitochico's web but 80% because of __. i was happy last night because of some things __ said to me. maybe he don't mean it (since he probably don't mean it when he say it most of the time) but i chose to live in self-denial again. i really wished it were real though! but i kinda woke up from my self-denial this morning. cause i thought to myself "no way is this gonna be real". he was telling me that he's gonna have dinner on msn earlier on, but he kept on dragging and didn't had his dinner. he then told me he's actually quarreling with his ex. omg, i felt so sad that instant. (hopefully i'll "wake up" again tmr morning). although they're quarreling, but hey, that's his ex. this made me felt like avoiding him again. the other time when i avoided him he asked me why am i avoiding him. but i just pretended i wasn't. hah, joke!! it was because he'll always say some things unknowingly to make me sad, even when i tried avoiding that topic. obviously i wouldn't wanna be sad right, so i chose to avoid him instead. seriously, if you don't mean it, then don't even say it. i don't understand why is it so easy for you to say it out when it's so tough for me. stop making people have the wrong idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;OK SKIP. enough. talk about the dream i had last night! i woke up this morning and i thought "eh i think i dreamt of jiahao". but i was unsure cause i rly couldnt rmb what i dreamt of. then when i went to school, wy told me it's jiahao's bday ytd. OMG I FORGOTTTTTT. HAHA. cause there's only 3 person's bday (inc. mine) in aug, so i rmbed all. then i rmbed my dream! i dreamt&lt;/span&gt; that i wish him happy birthday. but i couldnt recall it in reality at all. HAHA WHAT A JOKE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-2065918908073875061?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/2065918908073875061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=2065918908073875061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/2065918908073875061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/2065918908073875061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/08/bonitochico-has-got-their-new-web-now.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-7173095947247104767</id><published>2010-08-24T18:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T18:06:20.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;as i expected, i cried upon receiving my maths paper. i somehow relate this to the weather. it's sunny now... but raining. i got 4/50. laugh all you want ( IF you want ). i'm traumatized enough alr. but if you come to my face and criticize me, you'd better watch out. true enough, i didn't study for it and i slacked until i couldn't even catch up with the pace and breach the gap. BUT i did put in effort to study for 2 nights. definitely i don't deserve 4/50, do i? i thought maybe it's because i didn't sleep enough so i couldn't focus. but no... if it were right, how come i could do so well during Os without sleep for 5 days? so on the way home i thought to myself. probably God wants me to experience this sadness (which is probably 1/10 of what i experenced when i got my Os results) again so i can work hard, since i'm so lazy now. be it whatever, i'll pass the retest. i thank the people who comforted me (: i know you all think i kinda deserve it, but still thanks a lot for not being mean and actually gave me moral support C:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-7173095947247104767?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/7173095947247104767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=7173095947247104767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/7173095947247104767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/7173095947247104767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/08/as-i-expected-i-cried-upon-receiving-my.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-7326589159310999782</id><published>2010-08-22T14:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T14:59:54.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;been having stomachache since tues :( but i refuse to eat medicine prescribed by the doctor cause... i just don't like to eat medicine, especially when it causes drowsiness. my nose became like a broken tap this morning and mucus just cannot stop flowing out + blocked nose. annoying man. so i stacked my pillow higher so i can sleep more easily cause my nose wont be so blocked. then who knows.... i "lao zhen". suay ttm. so i'm living with an irritated nose and painful neck now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;tried to get my tutor not come this morning since i was so unwell... but unlucky me, she didn't bring her phone out. so she didn't read my msg :( anyway i had panadol and am feeling much better now. though i think the panadol's too strong for me, i'm feeling weak. together with a salonpas on my neck C:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-7326589159310999782?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/7326589159310999782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=7326589159310999782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/7326589159310999782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/7326589159310999782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/08/been-having-stomachache-since-tues-but.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-567166965561309242</id><published>2010-08-22T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T00:17:52.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i was browsing through someone's blog and i unknowingly (maybe knowingly) read all his posts. and it made me felt so bad. why is it that people would feel that they are inferior to be with someone if theyre from NT/NA and the ppl they like are from from express or someone more superior than them...? human nature? hmmmmm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ANYWAY AH BIRD CAME OVER TO MY HOUSE TO STUDY TODAY (: i feel bad cause i actually kinda wasted 4 hours of his time cause he didn't learn anything from me. but i felt happy cause i had fun with him!! C: he srsly can make me laugh, and so nonsensical too!! he's nothing like what i see in the past anymore. people do grow up C:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-567166965561309242?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/567166965561309242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=567166965561309242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/567166965561309242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/567166965561309242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-was-browsing-through-someones-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-7804568395438499316</id><published>2010-08-16T19:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T19:39:27.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;AQ test in the morning. screwed ttm. i totally have no idea how's a AQ's supposed to be like. wrote nonsense. oh man. didn't see coconut when i were doing the test so i thought he didn't come. but since there's SPA today, he'd definitely turn up. smiled like siao zar bor when i saw him!! :D but some bitch was flirting like she's never seen a guy before with him. like fuck, why everything also copy me. i like him you also like him. i buy china pig nose bag you also buy. fuckkkkkk up. maybe cheryl's right. "don't tell her who you like next time when you like someone else". she still can pretend as if she dk i know that she like him and come talk to me about him. the whole world knows alr for goodness sake. i liked him for the pass half a year and it wasn't obvious to anyone at all. but for you, 1 month and the whole class found out about it. nvm, talk about SPA. it's 90% like one of the PWS we did. so i'm quite confident of scoring. bad day. slept at 3am last night and woke up at 5.30am. gonna do the same again tonight ): mug for maths test. punishment to slack for the pass 2 weeks&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-7804568395438499316?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/7804568395438499316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=7804568395438499316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/7804568395438499316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/7804568395438499316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/08/aq-test-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-8802600923335449731</id><published>2010-08-13T00:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T01:00:58.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;look at the time!! kay, i'm not staying up for fun.but i'm actually studying econs. omg, i just realise things are easy when you understand them (ok maybe not. but i'm always reluctant to learn new stuffs). i'm eating now... greedy me heat up the whole packet of siew mai and now i'm stuffeddddddd. my aunt walked out of the room and saw me using laptop and i bet she's thinking i'm playing instead of sleeping. tsk tsk. bad timing. oh and i don't study for no reason. there's econs test later. LOL. imagine if there's no test... i won't know when i'll start studying. PASS TMR STEFFI (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-8802600923335449731?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/8802600923335449731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=8802600923335449731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/8802600923335449731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/8802600923335449731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/08/look-at-time-kay-im-not-staying-up-for.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-6020067210163465113</id><published>2010-08-12T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T21:41:25.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i just watched echoes of the rainbow on dvd! borrowed the dvd from mdm ang, hehe. damn sad. i still cried even when it's the 2nd time i watch it. family love's really great... touching ttm. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;no sleeping tonight! mugging for econs test tmr. hehe (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-6020067210163465113?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/6020067210163465113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=6020067210163465113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/6020067210163465113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/6020067210163465113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-just-watched-echoes-of-rainbow-on-dvd.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-2580300492774667842</id><published>2010-08-10T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T21:33:42.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;i've been feeling great the past few days!! ^^ little things can actually make me happy. i received a sms in the middle of last night and it made me smile, when i'm supposed to be sleeping. it's all the small things that comes from the heart that makes you cheery. idk what's wrong with me, but i think this can't go on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;printed econs reflection template for coconut. he's like me, missed school on fri!! haha, obviously i haven't done mine either. but even if i gotten zero for this reflection for late work, i still have to hand it in. sian ttm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;i . must . practice . differentiation. i hope the last art on integrals isn't tested. and mr ng isn't around to help me. :( he's gone back for reservice for 2 weeks!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I WANNA MEET BEAST. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOSEOBIEEEEEE (Y)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-2580300492774667842?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/2580300492774667842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=2580300492774667842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/2580300492774667842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/2580300492774667842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/08/ive-been-feeling-great-past-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-6282279752944582984</id><published>2010-08-08T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T23:08:34.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I WENT SHOPPING WITH WY TODAY :D damn fun, i swear! we actually bought 4 items from the same shop, out of which, 2 were the same things! haha! we bought exact same pair of shoes, but hers in grey, mine in black, and exact same blouse, but mine in black while hers in white. got similar tank tops too. and bought bags from the same shop but the bags are totally different. hehe. the bag was seriously cheap... $15 only!! i was so surprised. hehe. but i think it's because of the lousy quality...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in total, i bought 2 shorts, 2 tops, 1 jacket, 1 pair of shoes and a bag. quite a lot right!! the next time i shop with her i'll buy even more! spent a total of $103. wy win me by $16!!!!! HAHA. cause she still bought earrings and badges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had macs for dinner! was so hungry by the time &lt;s&gt;we&lt;/s&gt; i eat. wy only drank bubbletea -.- only had dinner at 8pm+ and i only ate mouthful of noodles in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;i can't wait to shop again!!!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-6282279752944582984?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/6282279752944582984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=6282279752944582984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/6282279752944582984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/6282279752944582984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-went-shopping-with-wy-today-d-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-347641960928220751</id><published>2010-08-06T16:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T16:06:10.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I WANNA WATCH BEAST ON 13AUG 2010 AT MARINA BAY!!! FUCKKKK. but the 3 ways i can get to watch them is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;1. buy samsung galaxy S and win a pair of tickets -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2. buy the tickets from those who won - $200+++!! omgzxzx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;3. free standing - all i'll see is tiny beans jumping all over the place -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SO HOW :( i'm gonna try begging my mum to get the tickets for me. but i feel so bad!! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-347641960928220751?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/347641960928220751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=347641960928220751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/347641960928220751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/347641960928220751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-wanna-watch-beast-on-13aug-2010-at.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-326639208407400890</id><published>2010-08-05T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T23:51:41.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SLEEPING IN 10min! gosh, slept on like 1hour++ last night -.- thank god i survived today. had PE in the morning and it was dance session! very fun i must say. cause i was dancing with a girl. hehe! watching coconut dance was sooooo hilarious. especially during hip rotation. was practically sleeping during maths. couldn't take it anymore since it was the last lesson and i the day was about to end. but i had art club so i finished cca at 6pm+ -.- BUT, STILL CANNOT GO HOME! gotta go bishan collect my wedges. wanyee cmi cause it was too late so lynette accompanied me. omg, we got lost in bishan. hehehe. we missed a stop and ended up at some academy. hahaha. bishan's so ulu can. by the time i collected my stuff it was almost 10pm alr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;having fishball noodle with wanyee at 7am tmr! time to sleep! bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-326639208407400890?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/326639208407400890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=326639208407400890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/326639208407400890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/326639208407400890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/08/sleeping-in-10min-gosh-slept-on-like.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-3458026168440812350</id><published>2010-08-05T01:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T01:40:40.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;awake at ridiculous hours! -.- that's because i suddenly recalled i have to show mdm (i forgot her name) our chinese proj tmr, and it's undone yet. so i had to compile all the videos tgt. heck, dont care about subtitles alr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i'm still happy over what happened ytd :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-3458026168440812350?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/3458026168440812350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=3458026168440812350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/3458026168440812350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/3458026168440812350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/08/awake-at-ridiculous-hours.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-5472076246838265757</id><published>2010-08-03T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T22:27:06.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i had a joyous day! it was totally unlike what i predicted to be. i cried 2 times in school and i thank everyone for it :D THANKS FOR THE PRESENTS TOO (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&amp;amp; i realised there's so many 3rd aug babies. there's this blogger yinagoh, nana, wilson, and myself. more than enough ppl! HAHA. okay tata :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-5472076246838265757?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/5472076246838265757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=5472076246838265757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/5472076246838265757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/5472076246838265757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-had-joyous-day-it-was-totally-unlike.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-7309094952115466226</id><published>2010-08-02T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T22:42:49.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;just another slightly more than an hour! hmm. i'm feeling much better alr. thanks to some realllyyyyyyy nice peeps (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;but just when my mood gets better, someone poured wet blanket on me by saying that we're merely strangers. so that's how it is all along... i should just stop living in denial :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-7309094952115466226?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/7309094952115466226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=7309094952115466226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/7309094952115466226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/7309094952115466226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/08/just-another-slightly-more-than-hour.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-3689538214706221153</id><published>2010-08-02T01:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T01:49:12.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;been having a very bad day :( and i'm still up at such unearthly hours, when i have school tmr. gotta wake up at 5.30am :( i'm really touched by my mum and granaunt today. though what they did may seem to be small things. but i'm still thankful for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;i haven't felt good for the past few days. instead i've been crying over small happenings/nothing everyday. i'd better not burst into tears tmr in school. i hope people would rmb what day 3rd aug is :( i'm not looking forward to birthday this year. but still, the person i want most to wish me happy birthday have alr done so, though there's still one more day to the actual day... i really appreciate it and am glad, though it only made me felt better for awhile (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-3689538214706221153?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/3689538214706221153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=3689538214706221153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/3689538214706221153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/3689538214706221153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/08/been-having-very-bad-day-and-im-still.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-46134050908562198</id><published>2010-08-01T15:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T15:39:31.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;though ytd was quite enjoyable, something happened in the morning to make me feel damn fucked up. i thought seeing f.cuz would erase the unhappiness i had(usually would), but no eh! i told wanyee, rachel and qian ru about it. they all told me they would feel super angry too. but i dont really wanna tell those peeps in my school about it, cause i told the person that made me upset "no lah, it's ok". so if i were to complain... it's so bitchy right. but i was so angry and upset that i cried :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and idk what i'm supposed to study for now. seriously, i'm so short of time. it's like what, 5 weeks to promos? not enough time, seriously. cause i'm lagging behind a few chapts for every subj. i feel sososo depressed now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i doubt i'll have a happy birthday this year :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-46134050908562198?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/46134050908562198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=46134050908562198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/46134050908562198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/46134050908562198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/08/though-ytd-was-quite-enjoyable.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-100846735104294041</id><published>2010-08-01T00:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T00:55:17.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;OMG I'M BACK FROM SUNDOWN FEST!! WOOOHOOOOO. CAN'T DESCRIBE HOW HIGH AND EXCITED I WAS WHEN I SAW F.CUZ, ESP KAN!!! (Y) unfortunately, i only managed to take one video out of 5 songs they sang, which is jiggy in korean. cause my cam batt flat :( kay its ok!! I BELIEVE F.CUZ FANS OUT THERE WOULD UPLOAD THEM ON YOUTUBE (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;KAN IS FUCKING HOT LAH. he was perspiring, and was in sleeveless vest! his arm was sososo muscular and wetttttttt. omfg! then as he dance, his sweat was like spraying all over lah. fuck, i wanted to drool. hahaha. my expression was like --&gt; :O mouth big big!! they sang jiggy in korean, idk what song (think boy meets girl), another idk what song, NO ONE!!!!, and JIGGY IN CHINESE (Y). i was singing along to both jiggy-s and no one like a siao ding dong! the feeling was darn shiok alright :D ONCE IN A LIFETIME CHANCE MAN. if they were to have a concert of their own in sg, i'll definitely buy a seat in the first row!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KANNNNNNNNNN (Y)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-100846735104294041?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/100846735104294041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=100846735104294041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/100846735104294041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/100846735104294041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/08/omg-im-back-from-sundown-fest.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-6937634606901936614</id><published>2010-07-30T18:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T19:01:47.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I was telling Mr Ng that my mum bought macs for me because i passed my stats test. then this voice from behind said "walao, pass only. very big deal meh". and guess what, it came from coconut. fuck up. whats wrong with his attitude again. so he's gonna shoot me like how he did last time again?! YES LAH, VERY BIG DEAL CANNOT IS IT. I WANT HAOLIAN CANNOT IS IT. 30/50 LEH. YOU CAN GET THEN SAY LAH. YOU GET 19/50 WANT TALK SO MUCH. kay, idw to haolian. but i just want people to recognize!! you know how hurting it is when you're actually so happy over some achievement you made and someone just pour wet blanket on you saying no, it's not great at all? and who's the one who actually said "who fail i'll call him pussy!". CALL YOURSELF PUSSY THEN. i didn't even said i could pass in the first place. you were the one that was full of confidence thinking you'll DEFNITELY pass!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;seriously, i dont know what i see in him and why i'd even like him in the first place. all i know is he's fun to be with, provided he doesnt give me attitude! practically everyone's asking me why i like him. even his bestfriend is so much hotter, smarter and better than him. I AGREE TOO. but i cannot help it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;so today nicholas, ruijing and ek was trying to guess who i like in class. so i gave them a hint, 6 letters + ends with "E". obviously fake hint lah. cause the name in my mind was WANYEE. so they guessed and came up with a conclusion that i like eugene. LOL CAN. okay anw they continued guessing and they guessed coconut and his bestfriend. everyone would guess his bestfriend whenever they first try. kay so maybe his bestfriend is really that good ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-6937634606901936614?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/6937634606901936614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=6937634606901936614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/6937634606901936614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/6937634606901936614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-was-telling-mr-ng-that-my-mum-bought.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-593130160532688374</id><published>2010-07-29T17:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T23:00:41.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMFG!! I M. FUCKING PASSED MY STATS TEST 2!! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You see, it's test TWO this time, not test THREE. (test ones are for people who wanna take the tests before the modules, usually no one takes test one). test threes are for people who failed test two. hehe :D first time of the year man! kay but i feel damn guilty and heng cause i didnt study for it, though i told myself to mug for it during the weekends. if i failed, i won't be able to answer to myself, my mum, mr ng and my tuition teacher ): it IS that serious. cause i need to grab more modular points in order to promote!! weeeeeehooooo. so i better mug for calculus. cause i havent took amath and have super lousy foundation for differentiation and integration -.- can't wait for tmr to collect my maths paper back!! 30++/50 pleaseeeeeeee!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;EDIT/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;eindra just called me and told me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I FUCKING GOT A 30/50 FOR STATS TEST. WOOOOOOOTS. ^^v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-593130160532688374?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/593130160532688374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=593130160532688374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/593130160532688374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/593130160532688374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/07/omfg-i-m.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-4138163996583476455</id><published>2010-07-29T14:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T14:42:41.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i hate myself for not going to school. :( have to hand in econs case studies tmr. but the thing is i don't even have the case studies with me. so how? tsk. life sucks. must do it in school tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-4138163996583476455?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/4138163996583476455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=4138163996583476455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/4138163996583476455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/4138163996583476455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-hate-myself-for-not-going-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-698226041658694139</id><published>2010-07-27T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T21:30:39.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;supposed to be doing geog and econs now but procrastinate abit! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;maths paper today was quite a breeze! but will be glad as long as i can hit a C. cause i didnt study for it. LOL. i didn't even knew what was systematic sampling. should have studied for it man. and grab as many modular pts as possible for this. but oh well. be contented with whatever i have!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;py was talking to me/herself when maths reps are collecting the paper. just nice when coconut walk to me, py started talking to me. so i went "SHHHHH!!!" and coconut went "PFFFFT HAHAHA". damn random scene. he was also "am chio"-ing when i told fabian to shut up. dont like fabian lah. and i went to say gdluck to mr ng before the paper!! haha. i wanted gdluck from him but he didnt say. chey -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;kay anyway i'll start with my geog first. tata :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-698226041658694139?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/698226041658694139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=698226041658694139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/698226041658694139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/698226041658694139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/07/supposed-to-be-doing-geog-and-econs-now.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-3089011642682185853</id><published>2010-07-25T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T22:05:05.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;tiredddddd. thinking now if i should get my convertible dress or my blazer. HAHA. love both equally much. will definitely get both i think! but if i get the blazer, then i'll have 4 blazers. hmmm. DONT CARE LAH. HAPPY CAN LIAO :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;i kind of just got home from my aunt's house. cause today's baby joshua birthday!! 1 year old :D damn cute, but not as cute as benson! hehe. so, buffet like last night (: i ate a lot, i swear. i had like... 4 chicken wings, 5 sticks of fishballs, 5 mussels, satays, 5 prawns, fried rice, and idk what else! my plate was like a mountain full of rubbish lah. haha. the mussels super nice and fresh (: thumbs up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;should actually worry for my maths stats test now!!! :( i havent touched 1.2 at all since the beginning of the chapt. i jumped to 1.5 and 1.6 straight. HAHA. but the night's late now :( so i'd probably study tmr instead? gotta complete my gp article before i actually go to sleep. gonna go bathe now!! TATA~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-3089011642682185853?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/3089011642682185853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=3089011642682185853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/3089011642682185853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/3089011642682185853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/07/tiredddddd.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-5963276105028093790</id><published>2010-07-24T16:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T16:04:08.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;muscle ache from training ytd! HAHA. lousy me. there's buffet at my house tonight! yay! :D glorious foooooooood. *drools*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;focus for the weekend:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;- MUG for stats test!! 30/50 pleaseeeeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-complete my part of PW by tonight. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-do stupid GP article&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;even weekends seems lonely for me too!!! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-5963276105028093790?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/5963276105028093790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=5963276105028093790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/5963276105028093790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/5963276105028093790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/07/muscle-ache-from-training-ytd-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-1088117004984484426</id><published>2010-07-23T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T21:33:50.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;today was quite a terrible day. i just quarrelled with coconut couple days ago and today i guailan-ed him :( stupid FO made me so pissed by saying "huh someone in your house die ah". so childish and offending can. so i accidentally shouted at coconut "SHUT UP LAH" cause i was so pissed. then during econs i kept rolling my eyes and before that i kept giving him super black face :( kay but i apologized to him thru sms and he said "nvm. lols. you still thinking about it?". HAHA, make me so happy :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i went for tennis today!! damn guai right :D will go for the subsequent trainings!! i stink now. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-1088117004984484426?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/1088117004984484426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=1088117004984484426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/1088117004984484426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/1088117004984484426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/07/today-was-quite-terrible-day.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-7725835805033455424</id><published>2010-07-22T21:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T21:49:53.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;SLEEEEEEEEEPY. just uploaded my class photos! still have to do PW survey later :/ kay lah, not so much of work, just type and print out only. *yawns*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO NADZ :D ate 18 chefs with this woman today. lets go eat smth else tgt again nxt week! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy today! DBLF :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-7725835805033455424?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/7725835805033455424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=7725835805033455424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/7725835805033455424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/7725835805033455424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/07/sleeeeeeeeepy.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-5321353736377885674</id><published>2010-07-21T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T21:35:46.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+ or -?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;idk if it's a good day today. hehe. cause i'm feeling quite alright now. i'll smile at myself whenever i watch F.cuz's MV. OMGGGG, damn pervertic. hahaha, but cannot help it! who ask kan to be so hot :P elysia likes yejun!! i find him cute too :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;was damn pissed in sch today. coconut was in badmood. he wanted to do his proj so he asked for pen from me, but i dont have the one he want, so he asked E. E was playing with her phone so she replied "ah orh eh". then he flare up and started scolding her hokkien vulgarities. HE WASN'T JOKING THIS TIME LOR. so i was so pissed i shouted at him "OI WHATS WRONG WITH YOU. SCOLD PPL VULGARITIES FOR WHAT SIA!!". but someone stopped us from quarrelling lah -.- chey. so angry i wanted to cry :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;k but nowwwwww, i'm texting him. hohoho. k lah, i'm such a bitch. fuck up. i wont like weekdays. not because of i have to attend sch (k, this contributes a lil to it). but the bigger part is because of someone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;DBLF!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-5321353736377885674?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/5321353736377885674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=5321353736377885674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/5321353736377885674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/5321353736377885674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/07/or.html' title='+ or -?'/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-4033288818419072421</id><published>2010-07-19T20:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T20:26:43.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;F.CUZ's COMING TO SG. WOOOOHOOOO. but one thing is if i can go lah -.- begging my mum to get thte tix for me nao!!!! $121++ :( only if i were to score well for my maths paper.... but my upcoming maths paper's on 27th july and the concert's on 30th! omfg, how can make it in time :( cries man. but i promised her i'll get A. OMG PLEASE I WANNA GO AND SEE KANNNNNN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-4033288818419072421?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/4033288818419072421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=4033288818419072421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/4033288818419072421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/4033288818419072421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/07/f.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-2767899570803392062</id><published>2010-07-18T17:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T17:13:24.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kan's hot like fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oq_-nLfT428&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oq_-nLfT428&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/86joXd3uXyg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/86joXd3uXyg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-2767899570803392062?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/2767899570803392062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=2767899570803392062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/2767899570803392062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/2767899570803392062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/07/kans-hot-like-fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-1172654417511518952</id><published>2010-07-18T10:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T10:50:43.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;elith: i'm gonna see jun wei's fb okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;me: who is jun wei???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;elith: jun wei lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;me: huh, jasper ah? wei jun lah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;elith you damn cute :D i used to call him jun wei also, dk whyyyy. hahaha. simply cannot rmb whats his name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;damn cold now T-T. waiting for my tuition teacher to come!! she's 50 min late. better not come in while i type this. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Kan from F.CUZ DAMMMMMMMNNNNNN HOTTTTTTTT. :3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-1172654417511518952?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/1172654417511518952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=1172654417511518952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/1172654417511518952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/1172654417511518952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/07/elith-im-gonna-see-jun-weis-fb-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-7076904992439282110</id><published>2010-07-16T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T22:28:55.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;nehnehpok. damn tired. slept 4am in the morning and woke up at 8.30. late for school, again. Mr Ng says he wanna issue me a letter of warning alr. GG. i think i'll get expelled sooner or later. i was thinking of missing econs and reach just in time for maths, but i left my house slightly later + rained so i was later for maths for 10min -.- Mr Ng went "steffi must be rolling to school now" and those that were in the lecture alr were saying "steffi is rowing boat to school now! because it's raining". wtfffff, hahaha. joker class. then there was this loud thunder and they say "ghost coming liao". then eindra shouted "nono, steffi coming liao!". and tadah, i opened the door of AVA after she said that. damn qiao. HAHAHA. and they clappeddddddd. wtf. hahah. i really should stop being late. love my class (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-7076904992439282110?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/7076904992439282110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=7076904992439282110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/7076904992439282110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/7076904992439282110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/07/nehnehpok.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-5908301937708764322</id><published>2010-07-15T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T22:00:59.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;my mood fluctuated like mad. at the beginning, i were damn happy. BECAUSE I PASSED MY VC test 3! WOOOOOTS. wanyee damn good, checked my score for me cause i wasn't in school. haha. 25/50! BYE NIGHTMARE :D on the dot, damn heng. must thank all those who wished me luck! cause i didn't practiced at all. will work 100x harder for the rest of the tests :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;but then later my mood dropped because of some childish stuffs lah. tsk tsk tsk. but idk why i care so muchhhhh. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;elithchoo now knows my deepest secret! sigh. i trust you to not tell anyone kay! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;can't wait for tmr ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-5908301937708764322?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/5908301937708764322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=5908301937708764322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/5908301937708764322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/5908301937708764322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-mood-fluctuated-like-mad.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-7110889536368870711</id><published>2010-07-15T11:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T11:32:18.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;look at the time! if i can blog now, it only means one thing :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i very badly wanted to go to school today but i overslept. damn. ): cause firstly, WE MAY BE GETTING OUR VC TEST 3 PAPER BACK. ccb, i had a terrible nightmare last night. i thought it was real somemore!! cause i can't fail this test, so i dreamt that i only score 19/50!! whats bad about 10/50 is... 20/50 is S. and there's 5 modular pts. cant even hit S then jialat lah. and i'm supposed to pass!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;the next thing is because i want to see someone. LOL. aiya, nvm. tmr got pw :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-7110889536368870711?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/7110889536368870711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=7110889536368870711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/7110889536368870711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/7110889536368870711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/07/look-at-time-if-i-can-blog-now-it-only.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-622750402653531739</id><published>2010-07-14T17:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T17:04:08.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm feeling kinda down now. because my secretive friend still refuses to tell me his name ): and also, i found out that my friend actually like coconut too. but i believe i liked him first and more, obviously. cause i cried in class once because of him :( okay, but idk what to do. sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-622750402653531739?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/622750402653531739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=622750402653531739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/622750402653531739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/622750402653531739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-feeling-kinda-down-now.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-1993017043567861399</id><published>2010-07-13T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T20:47:27.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;MAD TIRED. HAHA. slept for 6 hours last night and had school all the way till 6pm earlier on! :( it was because the stupid VC test 3 was postponed to 4.30pm - 6pm -.- SIAOOOOO LAH YJ. can't they just have it as usual, from 3.10 to 4.40pm. but quite happy, can pass i think!!??!?!? HAHA. if i don't, i'll seriously cry out loud in class. because i'll be almost like 90% confirmed to retain. cause i dont have enough modular points to promote :( and also, i didn't study for it at all -.- i wonder why is it i couldn't do test2 when i studied more and able to do this when i didn't practice at all. this paper wasn't any easier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;and i'm superrrrrrrrrrr happy today! the fact is i've been happy for the past few days lah. the reason is coconut but idw to elaborate!! HAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-1993017043567861399?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/1993017043567861399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=1993017043567861399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/1993017043567861399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/1993017043567861399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/07/mad-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-3747045067966045320</id><published>2010-07-12T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T20:07:09.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;damn fuck up. yeah, i have over hundreds of chinese drama at home, i CAN lend my relatives, but why can't they fucking go dig for it themselves. like i said, there's hundreds of them! if you wanna watch, you find yourself lah, cb. not just once or twice, but every week they would come to me and say "i want this, that, this, that". and they'll just sit down there and look at me find! not as if they dk whr the discs are! fuck lahhhhh. some even make me find the disc to lend it to their boss so they can suck up to them. WTFFFFFF. i'm so not your dog lah. kay i know my attitude's like some bastard salesgirl that would go "if you can find then means have, if dont have then means no more". BUT I'M NOT WORKING T_T. ccb think i so much time meh?! i have eng compre, 4 fucking gp articles (min 300 words each) and maths to mug. i seriously dk how i'm gonna manage. because the 4 articles are important, and maths even more impt. because if i were to fail this maths test, it's definite that i'm gonna retain. SO GET IT?! omg, so pissed -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-3747045067966045320?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/3747045067966045320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=3747045067966045320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/3747045067966045320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/3747045067966045320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/07/damn-fuck-up.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-3720646834561844287</id><published>2010-07-11T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T23:28:47.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i was packing my pile of worksheets which i accumulated from sec1-4, and i realised i scored either 0 or fail for most of my papers. HAHAHA. loser ttm. kay, and am still failing now. and i believe i've actually grown a lot for the past 2 years. because i've been experiencing all kinds of upset stuffs. like being ditched by a bastard (HAHAHA EVEN MORE LOSER), almost failing my Os, and most imptly, the death of my dad. ): i don't dare to even recall how he passed away, cause i'll definitely cry again. so up till now, i believe he's still living somewhere, somehow. and i know some peeps are still unaware that my dad passed away, because i seem so happy. because i dont wanna burden others with my trouble! and i really appreciate having friends like WanYee around because i actually broke down in school a couple of times and she were there for me always. (: so in conclusion, i've grown up quite a bit! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and am quite happy recently because of some weirdddddd reason. HAHA, &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; spoke to me, that's why. WY, elith, weixin, cheryl all knows why! hehehe. (: good friends man! but now i realise what i really wanted. so my happiness will probably end soon? HAHA I'M TALKING SHIT MAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i've been wanting to do my gp homework but i havent till now and look! it's gonna be 12am soon. so, BYE (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-3720646834561844287?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/3720646834561844287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=3720646834561844287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/3720646834561844287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/3720646834561844287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-was-packing-my-pile-of-worksheets.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-1665107325805938360</id><published>2010-07-09T20:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T20:11:00.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i'm on a shopping spreeeeeee. for this month alone (when today's only 9/5/21010), i've bought more than 10 clothes alr!! HAHAHA. so i predict i'll buy at least 20 this month? oh em geeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;again, i skipped school today! OH AND, ytd was MT A level oral! heng me, i wasn't nervous at all, cause i was the last one. i realised first person would be super kanchiong, last one super relaxed. HAHA. and the passage was manageable! WOOHOOOOOO. even easier than a super duper hard one that i did for practice, and got 9/10 for it -.- + 16/20 for conver, i got 25/30 again! my second practice oral. LOL. that definitely built up my confidence!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;for the very first time in my life, my chinese grades actually fell below an A. once in a while i'll get a B but now it's not even a B ): kay la, maybe it's because i slept through my chinese paper -.- 92/160. but not bad kay, like more than 50% people failed. LOLOLOL. k, self comfort abit, but it's a fact. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-1665107325805938360?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/1665107325805938360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=1665107325805938360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/1665107325805938360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/1665107325805938360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-on-shopping-spreeeeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-5634923049395491665</id><published>2010-07-08T05:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T05:35:10.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;i'm up at such unearthly hours! woohooooo. i practically dragged myself out of bed LOL. because i told myself last night "MUST wake up and drink corn soup!" LOL. lame shit. who on earth actually wakes up and hour earlier to drink soup?! whats more i'm having my A lvls MT oral today. shouldnt i be in bed till as late as possible? -.- kay anyway no econs for today. but gotta chion my 2 essays to hand in tmr. econs sucks ): and we're gonna get back our cheena block test paper today! no, dont wish me luck, cause the results are finalised alr. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;and someone on fb is scaring me!! k, enough said. BACK TO MY CORN SOUP AND THEN TO SCHOOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-5634923049395491665?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/5634923049395491665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=5634923049395491665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/5634923049395491665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/5634923049395491665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-up-at-such-unearthly-hours-woohooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-684370555336169977</id><published>2010-07-07T16:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T16:20:55.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I WERE HAPPY YTD! AND STILL HAPPY OVER THE SAME THING TODAY. LOL. crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;anw i ponned school today but it was and unplanned pon k! but i alr had a hunch that i'll skip sch today. -.- typical steffi lah. and i met lynette at pasir ris polyclinic! i feel so happy whenever i see people from SAC. the other day when i went chinatown, i bumped into evangeline. and on my way to tampines from thr, i saw jaslynn at harbourfront. and met sharmaine kek at tampines mrt! you wont know how glad i was that day. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and on my way home earlier on, some workers were cutting grass. i felt this super painful thing hitting me but it was so fast that by the time i looked, it was gone. then i realise, "oh, its the grass that hit me -.-". within secs it swell. LOL. jialat. i knew it was painful butttttt, not to this extent lah :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;WISH ME LUCK FOR A LEVELS MT ORAL TMR MAN :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-684370555336169977?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/684370555336169977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=684370555336169977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/684370555336169977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/684370555336169977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-were-happy-ytd-and-still-happy-over.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-711542244288160784</id><published>2010-07-05T05:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T05:50:10.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;OMG THE BC SALES YTD WAS MAD TTM. @_@ by the time i got there (which is 20min before the opening), the queue was alr reaching one end of the carpark and uturn halfway alr!! so bobian, had to queue from thr. thank god i wasn't any later. cause the others queue-ed OUTSIDE the carpark! and for that distance, it took me 5 hours of waiting before i could get in -.- and when i went in, @(*$(*^#%(*^$#(^$!!!!!! mad crowded. it's practically like sardines in a tin lah!! so packed. even when there was air con on it was still warmmmm. the clothes were all over the place, even on the floor. if you find what you want, you're lucky. if you don't, too bad! HAHA. but i was surprised that by the time i got in there were still sososo many pieces left! but sadly i didnt manage to get the wedges i want :( i still got 1romper, 1skirt and a dress in the end. so still not so bad. and helped wy got a tank top. you can actually see how crowded the place is here: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://beatricetan.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;http://beatricetan.livejournal.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;BUT THE FEELING IS SOSOSO SHIOK. I'M GONNA GO AGAIN THE NEXT TIME!! WOOOHOOO. but and hour earlier lah. then the queue would be so much shorter. cause every 10min, about 40++ people added onto the queue -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-711542244288160784?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/711542244288160784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=711542244288160784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/711542244288160784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/711542244288160784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/07/omg-bc-sales-ytd-was-mad-ttm.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-388032168710889665</id><published>2010-07-04T06:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T06:08:19.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;HAWHAW NO MORE BLOCK TESTS! kay, that was friday -.- actually i dont see any point in being so happy about it. because 1, there's still promos -.- 2, i didnt study for my block tests so it doesnt make a difference for days w/o and with block tests, right? 3, we're (i'm) getting back our (my) horrendous results next week. shouldn't we (i) be sad? HAHA. kay, makes sense right?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;econs - i thought it'll be the worst of the lot. but no, it was quite manageable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;phy - was expecting to be the 2nd easiest paper but it surprisingly was the toughest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;maths- want to score for it but -.- NVM. i totally panicked and forgot how to do when i saw the paper. HAHA. it was an easy paper!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;geog - no comments. i only wrote one para for one of the essay qn. LOL. but still not as bad as phy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;going bc sales@helipad later. YAY! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;and i went rebonding ytd and that stupid aunty (forever) cut my hair away. thanks to her my hair's staying at the same length forever! OMG I WANT LONGER HAIR LAH. and she always cut my fringe shortttttttt ever since i have shorter fringe. now i look like a kuku -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-388032168710889665?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/388032168710889665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=388032168710889665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/388032168710889665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/388032168710889665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/07/hawhaw-no-more-block-tests-kay-that-was.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-2196064737858712830</id><published>2010-06-28T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T21:03:03.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;i'm totallyyyyyy worn out :( because i didn't sleep a wink last night. it was so torturous for me today when i did my chinese paper. all that was in my head was "quickly do finish the paper and sleep!". so i chionged like mad. i actually manage to squeeze out like 800-1000 words for my compo -.- kudos to me. my head was almost bursting like madddddddd. and i was pretty occupied with figuring how to not get out of topic. hallulujah if i did, fail man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ok, chinese was in the noon, and i had gp in the morning. i have a feeling i'll pass. but i doubt so. :( if i pass, i'll make sure my mum treat me to something good. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;the dates for As MT oral are coming out this friday. hmmmmmm. OMG HOW? can get distinction not :( i've got phobia ever since i got my merit for Os. pray hard this time it's something i can talk about. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;what you'd call a friend that you dk his name? it's not even considered as a friend right. i mean, it feels as if hes just a mere stranger. who wouldn't know their friend's name? kay, this pisses me off. HAHA. kay la but the stupid bakuteh part from big bag - my heaven cannot stop playing in my head. as well as audition-ur ma angel. tsk, audition kills. (oh and when i stayed up last night, i played audition throughout. haha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-2196064737858712830?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/2196064737858712830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=2196064737858712830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/2196064737858712830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/2196064737858712830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-totallyyyyyy-worn-out-because-i.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-7900540849880998216</id><published>2010-06-25T13:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T14:15:54.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;i have metals on my teeth! hehe. like finally. it doesnt feel painful, but just a tiny bit uncomfortable. BUT I REALISE UNCOMFORTABLE IS AN UNDERSTATEMENT WHEN I EAT T_______T. because i cant close my mouth properly yet, which means cnt bite properly &gt;_&gt; so will have to eat slowly. sigh :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;but i love this holiday! it's a fruitful one though i didnt study at all. if i studied, it would be the best holiday ever (: HAHA. because i actually made a few new friends and did my braces!! there's some other factors that made it fruitful too but i cnt rmb what &gt;_&gt; HAHA BYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;omg i was browsing through fb and i saw recalled this particular girl from my sec2 class. i suddenly rmb an incident whr she made me so unhappy ( a bitch btw ). there was this maths peer tutoring programme. so i was chosen to be one of the tutors la, based on sec1 results. so i tutored this bitch. then she said right in my face "huh, steffi ah? can or not one?" ccb, dont play play ah. then she went to my friend for help instead. so i'm like tutoring myself -.- eh jidan, your O levels get what grade huh!!!!! OK SHIT. idk why so random. but whr got people so bitch one?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-7900540849880998216?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/7900540849880998216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=7900540849880998216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/7900540849880998216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/7900540849880998216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-will-have-to-eat-slowly.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-8422033583020215170</id><published>2010-06-25T01:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T01:22:50.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;AWESOME SHIT. I'M HIGH NOW :D AS IF I'M ON DRUGS EVERYNIGHT, HIGH WITHOUT FAIL! HAWHAWHAW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-8422033583020215170?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/8422033583020215170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=8422033583020215170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/8422033583020215170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/8422033583020215170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/06/awesome-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-3719052571108989684</id><published>2010-06-24T18:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T20:46:31.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;The weather's cold like fuck, or is it just me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;GP + MT next monday. COOL OR WHAT? first time ever i feel that i wont ace MT and i'll fail badly for GP -.- whaaaaaaat, each paper is 3 hours long. so i wont get to go to the toilet hur :( i'd better score well for MT, other wise i dont see any point in taking As this year, will only fail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;KAY ITS SUPER COLD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;anyway why so many people bhb!! i mean, i'm bhb anough alr, and they're even more bhber than me. LOL. where got people ask others "you miss me right, dont deny". WTFFFFFF. kay la, i admit i do that sometimes. but, wth, as the victim, i cannot tahhan the bhbness! LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;and i came acroos this person in audi. he's super joker. i was using my bro's ac and the story went like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;me: *clicks rdy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;him: how are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;me: ? lol (because idk him)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;him: its me la&lt;br /&gt;me: who?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;him: *silence*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;me: whowhowho? (curious to know who. LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;him: idk you lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;me: WTH THEN YOU SAY UNTIL LIKE YOU KNOW ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;him: *click exit*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;wtf. lame shit joker person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-3719052571108989684?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/3719052571108989684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=3719052571108989684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/3719052571108989684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/3719052571108989684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/06/weathers-cold-like-fuck-or-is-it-just.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-2585577538558000126</id><published>2010-06-23T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T20:59:12.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;BITCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Simply feel like yelling this word now! OKAY, NOT ONLY NOW, BUT FOR THE PAST FEW DAYS AS WELL. Referring to... others and myself :( YA LAH, I BITCH, CANNOT AH. I even fought with my good friend this morning! And i used "KNN" IN CAPS. :( FIRST TIME I EVER USED THIS ON SOMEONE :( can see how angry i really were this morning! &amp;amp; i'm super guailan. fuckkkkkkkkkkkk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-2585577538558000126?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/2585577538558000126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=2585577538558000126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/2585577538558000126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/2585577538558000126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/06/bitch.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-173882779977727730</id><published>2010-06-23T19:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T19:55:57.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;very into casual dresses recently. omg, and previously i were into dressy ones, like cocktail dresses. you can count how many of it i ahve lah. (okay, still into it now!). just that i feel that i should have some casual ones if not, buy alr put there bai sui also no point right?! haha! so obviously i'm gonna spend more now, since i'm getting both dressy and casual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;EH AND GOOD NEWS IS I STUDY MATHS LIAO. SIAODINGDONG (eh got influenced cause i read shumin's blog). starting on econs ltr. reading up on the tb to strengthen my foundation. stupid LHF started studying without me. good! &gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-173882779977727730?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/173882779977727730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=173882779977727730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/173882779977727730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/173882779977727730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/06/very-into-casual-dresses-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-1671724481352903179</id><published>2010-06-22T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T22:58:20.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;i realised something. we always know what we want to achieve, but we're just too lazy/ not focused to work hard for it. so many people are now having their Os but they're not studying. why? BECAUSE THEYRE LIKE ME. LOL. shit. but seriously, what made me procrastinate was friends. i wanted to chat and play with them so i didnt want to study. LOL. i knew i'd cry the end of the day, but i still procrastinated. but i'm just paying the price for not studying. fair enough? not like i can blame anyone else, esp not the teachers. the teachers are there to guide you. by the end of the day, you still have to help yourself. thats all i have to say. it's not like the teachers are around 24/7 to practice with you, am i right? hmmm. i cried when i receive my results, so i pasted it on my wall and remind myself NEVER PROCRATINATE AGAIN. but i'm still doing it now. human's nature isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-1671724481352903179?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/1671724481352903179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=1671724481352903179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/1671724481352903179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/1671724481352903179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-realised-something.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-2103071644858184567</id><published>2010-06-19T05:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T05:04:48.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; a super happy girl! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hehehe&lt;/span&gt;! and only &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;AYM&lt;/span&gt; knows why! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; super scared that i misinterpreted the message or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;smth&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. but whatever, i choose to live in my dream for once! usually i won't. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;. at least in the past, i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i love myself now. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. stupid &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;narcism&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Kay&lt;/span&gt;, bye. enough crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-2103071644858184567?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/2103071644858184567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=2103071644858184567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/2103071644858184567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/2103071644858184567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-super-happy-girl-hehehe-and-only-aym.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-8946600868009687568</id><published>2010-06-18T17:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T17:17:38.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;i'm having my lunch now! omg, look at the time. hahaha. it's because i just woke up okay. my stupid braces are poking my mouth every now and then. LOL. but thank god i can still munch munch munch! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;sindy tan tagged alot of us in facebook. omg, she reminds me of sec2 days ): though she really ......., i've gotta say, i really miss her. LOL. we really had alot of fun tgt, till she changed. ): i miss the day when they actually threw banana cakes on me around the park instead of a birthday cake on my birthday. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;i was damn fucked up ytd. ): LOL. and i think i'm crazy! but cannot help it. but i'm a happy girl now. :D idk if i'll be angry again later. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;shit i'm talking no sense. BYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-8946600868009687568?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/8946600868009687568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=8946600868009687568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/8946600868009687568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/8946600868009687568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-having-my-lunch-now-omg-look-at-time.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-3790693400165651083</id><published>2010-06-16T01:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T01:29:30.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i'm having super bad mood now. as if someone irritated me like hell. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;and i don't want to be. cause i'm showing attitude to my friend and it seems like he hate me now :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;shit life sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-3790693400165651083?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/3790693400165651083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=3790693400165651083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/3790693400165651083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/3790693400165651083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-having-super-bad-mood-now.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-8557948067010193866</id><published>2010-06-14T16:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T16:06:26.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;i'm so lifeless now with nothing to do (i dont wanna study! ): ). even my only pass-time is down! audition! :( nehnehpok. and i'm super hungry now but i dont want to get out of my chair and look for food. LOL. i think i'll die one day due to being too lazy to search for food and starve to death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;anyway i'm unhapy with this bastard that's forever making me annoyed by insulting himself and say i look down on him! for god's sake, since when i ever insult him?! he say everything himself then assume. -.- and he's my good friend. what can i do!!!!! tsk, nvm. since i'm so annoyed, i shall not talk to him again &gt;:( REALLY VERY IRRITATED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;okay CHILL STEFFI! eh, i like my name. LOL. kay, random. goodbye. I GOTTA RETURN JOY HER MONEY THAT SHE LENT ME. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-8557948067010193866?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/8557948067010193866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=8557948067010193866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/8557948067010193866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/8557948067010193866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-so-lifeless-now-with-nothing-to-do-i.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-2999233604159968774</id><published>2010-06-12T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T00:10:44.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;i went for dinner with joy and rachel today! :D haven't seen rachel for 3848746594759 days. while for joy, seen her last week -.- AHAH. but still happy to see her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;i didn't even had dinner. all i had was a large mcd fries. wasn't feeling hungry ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;ok idk what else i'd wanna write. lame shiiiiit. got to rush my SIC report now! supposed to be emailed to miss lim in the evening, but i wasn't at home -.- sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;GOODBYE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-2999233604159968774?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/2999233604159968774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=2999233604159968774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/2999233604159968774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/2999233604159968774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-went-for-dinner-with-joy-and-rachel.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-6308649426213183536</id><published>2010-06-10T01:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T01:50:23.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Maths was cancelled today. So school was from 1210pm to 240pm. PURE econs. omg much. i mean, econs isn't that bad... but 2.5 hours straight of listening to econs? no way ): (but this doesnt imply that i cnt study for few hours straight. i've done it 24/7 before without sleep, for real.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No lesson's cancelled tmr... so there's school from 1040am to 310pm. but there's art club at 9am, so i'll have to wake up at 630am! look at the time now, i'm not even preparing to sleep yet! ): still thinking if i should pon chinese tmr. but the cher's returning our compo. my 2nd compo of the year!!!!! i really wanna get it back. LOL. okay... if i get &gt;45marks upon 60, i'll treat myself bubbletea. LOL. the last time i got 46/60 for some stupid cockroach compo. LOL. stupid, but meaningful hur. The cher also havent make me retake my oral. if that's the case i think she'll use my previous oral mark for block test, which is 25/30 &gt;:D happy me. kay, all left now for block test is to do my compo, compre and summary writing well. suckkkkkyyyyyyy. so sick of these alr. but look at the bright side! after this year, NO MORE MT EXAMS FOR MEEEEEE! :D aim A for MT As!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly remind me of this conver with Mr Tan when i received my first O level MT results last year:&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tan: look, here's your results (A2, oral Merit)&lt;br /&gt;Me: walao, i want A1, my PSLE got A leh. How come i get merit sia.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tan: A2 also A mah.&lt;br /&gt;Me: But i want A1 &gt;:( should i retake?&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tan: I think you should not retake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Miss Martens (principle) came over to me&lt;br /&gt;Her: Steffi, you've done well&lt;br /&gt;Me: No, i wanted A1 (then i started to cry)&lt;br /&gt;Her: No, A2 is good enough (i don't like her to insist A2 is good)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel they all actually thought i cried because i was too happy. LOL. but i was super sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, not only Mr Tan, but also Mdm Chua(HOD chi), Mdm Pey(previous chi cher) and jeanette + some miscellaneous people told me not to retake. because i only got merit, which means the chances of getting A1 is slim. but i was so pissed with the fact that they discourage me. but i understand why they say that though. i'm extremely stubborn. when i want to do something, i WILL do it. i told myself not to retake (OF COURSE LAH) but until the very last min (really last min!) then i went up to Mdm Pey and told her i'll retake. before that i was crying like mad, cause of the results. and since i cried so much, of course it'll justify myself if i retake lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when i retook my Chinese paper 1 and 2, omg, i thought i'll get like B4 for that paper. because&lt;br /&gt;1, i thought my compo was out of point&lt;br /&gt;2, the compre was the hardest one i ever done in my life (serious, no kid)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so obviously say byebye to my A1 lah. but when i received my O level cert in Jan, OMG, I GOT AN A1 for MT! so i haolianed to Mr Tan "see i got A1". HAHA. actually what i wanted to do is to let him know, cannot discourage students! cause teachers are there to help &amp;amp; motivate us what (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, some stupid people say the MT retest compre was easy but still scored like shit. please lah, mai haolian. end up still score below ave score. can fill in the blanks /= correct ans /= easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKOK ENOUGH. sorry for my grandmother story!!!&lt;br /&gt;but this experience of mine tells me you must persist to achieve what you want, so you must too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-6308649426213183536?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/6308649426213183536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=6308649426213183536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/6308649426213183536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/6308649426213183536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/06/maths-was-cancelled-today.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-7402722444309337653</id><published>2010-06-08T18:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T18:15:26.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i'm sucha good girl again, today :D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i actually went to school punctually. okay, i was there 20 min before time. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;the next thing is i handed in my phys tys chapt 2 and 4. yay! :D but the last few qns are chapalang, couldn't be bothered so anyhow complete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;maths was... 75% done? heh (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;KAY I'M SO GONNA NAP NOW. i only slept for 4 hours last night from 4+am till 8+am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-7402722444309337653?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/7402722444309337653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=7402722444309337653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/7402722444309337653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/7402722444309337653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-sucha-good-girl-again-today-dd-i.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-1747927511863885581</id><published>2010-06-07T18:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T18:46:42.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;omg, i havent done my physics tys! shall spend the rest of the night, and probably tmr morning too, if i can't finish it in time to complete. 2 chapters to be done ): but i like phys. AND MATHS EVEN MORE :D. i'm sucha maths freak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;oh and i actually tutored pearlyn emaths a couple of days ago. i feel so happy when she understands how to do properties of circle. she basically didn't knew how to do at all at first until she could easily see whr's all the answers. feeling a sense of accomplishment (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;and i just had a deal with my mum! for every A i score for promos, i'll get a hundred bucks. good deal right! :D but getting an A is... tough. because YJ's standard is super high, and idk why. i like high standards, but i dont like it when idk how to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;omg and the timetable's out. my first lesson's at 10.40am tmr!! woohoooo. but then there's 2 of 1hour break. waste time. only get to go home at 4.10 ): no pe, no pcct, no nonsensical lessons! :D but there's a period of chinese on thurs. i don't feel like going eh ): and i just recall, there's a compo to complete for the chinese compo competition!!! shit man! ): so sick of writing compos. but i only wrote 2 compos out of ~10 for the year. LOL. slack like shit. better score A for MT As this year man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i want to buy a maxi dress! it's so pretty! :D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-1747927511863885581?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/1747927511863885581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=1747927511863885581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/1747927511863885581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/1747927511863885581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/06/omg-i-havent-done-my-physics-tys-shall.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-3676356313092542632</id><published>2010-06-06T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T22:06:04.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i didnt manage to get my shampoo today. boohoohoo ): all was left were conditioners. i bought another shorts from cotton on again. just bought a pink one several days ago and now... ): bought a skirt few days ago too. sigh ttm. so now i have like... 10 shorts? and quite a number of skirts. not forgetting, 30 over dresses. i must be mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;then i bought this pair of pumps from mondo. it's super comfy. it's totally made of suede, even the insoles. say bye to blisters :D weiting couldnt buy with me cause there were only plus size for the pumps. okay, my foot's big. so what? my mum commented that it looks auntish. ohman, make me regret ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;no dimsum tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-3676356313092542632?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/3676356313092542632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=3676356313092542632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/3676356313092542632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/3676356313092542632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-didnt-manage-to-get-my-shampoo-today.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-7546063103216320071</id><published>2010-06-05T23:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T23:43:28.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i'm eating an apple when i'm not supposed to (i think), and i'm using my front tooth to bite. ): when will i then finish eating it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-7546063103216320071?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/7546063103216320071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=7546063103216320071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/7546063103216320071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/7546063103216320071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-eating-apple-when-im-not-supposed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-3848862950977434163</id><published>2010-06-05T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T20:57:07.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;i've got 8 blue cute little rounded things stucked in between my teeth! shall not reveal why till the time has riped. LOL. but anyway it makes me feel like my teeth's gonna drop -.- or probably it'll drop off and i'll swallow it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;no school next monday!! makes me excited. only 4 days of school instead of 5. not bad huhhhhh. aiming to finish my phy chapt 3 &amp;amp; 4 (?) tonight. done with maths complex number 1.1 and 1.2 last night and whole vectors chapter long time ago. so much of being a good girl. the "i love maths" feeling is coming back. hohoh. but there's so many things i've gotta catch up. must learn differentation and exponential. i'm at great disadvantage. others had 2 years to learn while for me, adding all the time have tgt would be half a year i say? how to chiong man. but i'm still procrastinating. whatever. gotta buy new batts for my sharp calculator! the graphic calculator sucks at times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;eating dim sum (?) next monday with janette and peeps! + watching idk-what-movie. still undecided. but not very enthu for the dim sum part. LOL. idk what i wld eat man. char siew bao? mantou? he ye fan? tsk, neutral with those dishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;and my bro's birthday's coming up! in less than 1o days. and he wants dim sum. dbt (da bulek tahhan! learnt from ch8 :D). dimsum next week, dimsum the week after. argh ): i prefer sakae sushi, even when i dont really like sushi. the bento's nice!! ^^b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;weird but i have so much to share today. when i was on the bus today, this uncles sat beside me. he smelt so dusty!!! i felt nausea smelling. really. i could feel that my dinner last night was spilling out, not just "imagining" tat i'm gonna puke -.- thank god i alighted soon. i wonder why can some people smell to such extent!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;i have 3 activities to do tmr! maths tuition (:D, dk why), buy essential shampoo at tm with weiting using bc's coupon! LOL. cheapos man. but i love essential. their hair mask rocks. and lastly, to go gym with joy. my ankle hvnt recover. but i miss running. shall do weightlifting if i cnt run ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-3848862950977434163?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/3848862950977434163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=3848862950977434163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/3848862950977434163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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end of the year, which is to retain. tsk, i dont wanna attend orientation again and make new friends ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i discover new things about myself everyday. once i had a very close friend then we fought and became enemies. but now i feel nothing towards that person. it felt as if i didn't knew that person before. good or bad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;missed econs today. ernest is sick, i don't feel like going, same for francine too. so there's only wai choong that went and probably py and noel if they attended. dont like noel and py anyway. joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;k, i'm (quite) unhappy at someone. i'm trying my very best to help _ to accomplish what _ wants. but _ kept taking things for granted. i'm NOT obliged to help you. i hope that you _ man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-4936568427358918303?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/4936568427358918303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=4936568427358918303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/4936568427358918303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/4936568427358918303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/06/first-thing-first.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-4905181565889782182</id><published>2010-06-04T01:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T01:16:44.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;i'm having hiccups at night and idk why ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some things i have to get it done by this holiday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;revise for every subj thoroughly, obviously. and i'll give myself a grace of a week to slack before starting, which is this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;make sure my sprained ankle recover. it's sprained for 3 months alr, cannot go on like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;train my stamina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;treat my runny nose, sore throat and cough. it's been with me for 2 weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;feel like a loser man. there's something wrong with me at every part of my body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;and my O level results makes me feel so inferior. what should i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-4905181565889782182?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5182299445670269592.post-7259989509557096761</id><published>2010-06-01T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T20:35:25.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;officialy declare i'm broke -.- idk how to manage my money, all i know is to buy buy buy. ): but whatever, i won't stop buying. have a long list of items on my waiting list! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;caught shrek today. omgggg, i love shrek! it's so cute and nice. and this is really touching ): i almost cried when shrek "died". and one thing you can learn from this movie is to cherish whatever you have, do not regret only when you've lost it. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;and obviously i have not started on revision yet. as expected. crosses fingers for block tests. i'm alr preparing to retain. tsk, hopeless me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;shall try doing some maths on complex numbers later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-7259989509557096761?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/7259989509557096761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=7259989509557096761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/7259989509557096761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/7259989509557096761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/06/officialy-declare-im-broke.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-2350855757225093882</id><published>2010-05-31T17:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T17:47:41.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHOOSH! i was a good girl today and went for econs extra lessons + did my schoolwork (to be done in school anyway) :D:D k, i find econs fun again. but it's not when i dont understand a single thing. i'm ok to go for extra lessons anyway, cause i've been ponning school ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;anyone playing maple? i just started my new char!! trying out evan. i feel neutral towards the dragon. and the attacks aren't as powerful as soul master either. but neither as inferior as the normal class's ones. somewhere in between. so don't really fancy. was expecting something more powerful ): anyway was fun. and i like the new ice-creams!!!! HAHA. i like the choco one :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;my mum threatens to cut my clothes into pieces if i buy anymore. how ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-2350855757225093882?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/2350855757225093882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=2350855757225093882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/2350855757225093882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/2350855757225093882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/05/whoosh-i-was-good-girl-today-and-went.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-1307747271443344828</id><published>2010-05-29T14:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T14:23:10.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i miss sec school days badly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i miss sitting beside shumin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i miss sleeping every maths, geog, chinese and every else lessons!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i miss Mr Tan waking me up and me going back to sleep in 2 mins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i miss going out almost everyday after school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i miss ponning school on every tues and thurs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i miss sac canteen's tomyam soup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i miss gossiping with so many girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i miss taking school bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i miss procrastinating for prelims and Os.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i missmissmiss so many things and everything i've done last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and everyting that i've stated i can never achieve now ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-1307747271443344828?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/1307747271443344828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=1307747271443344828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/1307747271443344828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/1307747271443344828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-miss-sec-school-days-badly-i-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-4263530698067614273</id><published>2010-05-24T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T20:40:32.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;got back some of my english homeworks today. not so bad, more or less passing. even my failed compo was also boderline fail. and eh, got people get lower than me when it's expected that they'll score higher. so i suppose it's good? BUT FAILING IS NEVER GOOD ): better improve on my vocab + elaboration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;mr ng went around checking if we did our complex numbers tutorial. i did 1.1, but he alr finished 1.3 so i'm supposed to complete 1.3 too. hehehe. but he told me "at least your complex number basics ok lah". eh! first time he never nag at me :D i did all of my vectors tutorial, but he didn't had a chance to check, so no comments. got Amaths trigo and exponential to learn ): not learning amaths sucks big time. but coping quite well anyway. compared to the others w/o amaths bg. and even those that know amaths forgot how to do amaths alr -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I WILL SLEEP AT 9.P.M. TONIGHT! YAY :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-4263530698067614273?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/4263530698067614273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=4263530698067614273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/4263530698067614273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/4263530698067614273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/05/got-back-some-of-my-english-homeworks.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-2087530125120383599</id><published>2010-05-23T22:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T22:15:16.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i kinda have... a sense of fulfillment? muahehe. the reason is because i've completed my chinese compo and my physics tys topic 1 which i have to hand in tmr! :D my 2nd chinese compo for the year, since i'm not the kind that would hand in chinese homework consistantly... i'm too complacent and lazy and i need a cure(really) ): however i have not done my GP compre though. to be handed in tmr too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugeeee difference between sec school's compre and JC's. JC's have to rephrase for every qn, not just one or two. and the answer is super long winded. they can even have "write a summary" as a qn. it's a lot more tedious than sec sch's. firstly, you have to have a wide range of vocabs. which, sadly, i do not have. secondly, your grammar must be good, because of summary writing. which, unfortunately TOO, i do not possess -.- lastly, idk, you have to think and write fast enough. it's not as if there's a whole day for you to complete, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaykay, i'm doubting how i managed to pass my louya singlish again! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to completing my last ws (compre) in 3 min time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shock by beast is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="660" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mHMFazgqGxU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mHMFazgqGxU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-2087530125120383599?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/2087530125120383599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=2087530125120383599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/2087530125120383599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/2087530125120383599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-kinda-have.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</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-5182299445670269592.post-8113017922307799271</id><published>2010-05-22T19:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T20:00:32.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;HALLELUJAH!!!! my saturday's quite well spent. i woke up at 7.30am, preparing myself to go out. then bus-ed to Yishun and waited for Eindra. since she overslept!!! ): we then headed to woodlands library to do the stupid GPP. many said that the relationship between grp members would strengthen after some time, but i don't think so! i feel that even when we've completed our OP, we'll still be as "cold" to each other. anyway i hate coconut now. he sucks ttm. nehnehpok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;we ended at 11.50. so i slacked at the library with weixin till 12.20 and went to look for yuming :D:D omggggg, how long i haven't seen him?! then we had lunch with elith and her friend. hohoho. ym's super nice. because he walked around cwp with me for 4 times because i dread to go home. whenever i'm out, i'll always refuse to go home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;then i headed to tampines. went to shop with weiting. :D we went from tampines mall to century square followed by tampines 1 then simei to look for her heels! omgzxzxzx. but i feel worth it. it's not good if you buy a pair of shoes that you don't like right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;see, my day is so well spent!! yay :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I SHALL WATCH 我猜我猜我猜猜猜tonight! havent watched it for eons year ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5182299445670269592-8113017922307799271?l=tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/feeds/8113017922307799271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5182299445670269592&amp;postID=8113017922307799271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/8113017922307799271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5182299445670269592/posts/default/8113017922307799271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrow-instead.blogspot.com/2010/05/hallelujah-my-saturdays-quite-well.html' title=''/><author><name>asshole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15915001611174299595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
