<?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-30098477</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:15:48.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my Author and Perfecter</title><subtitle type='html'>s e o k h</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-5066326520493855933</id><published>2007-04-13T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T11:46:09.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MOVED, to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://roarsveryloudly.livejournal.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://roarsveryloudly.livejournal.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-5066326520493855933?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/5066326520493855933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=5066326520493855933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/5066326520493855933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/5066326520493855933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2007/04/moved-to-httproarsveryloudly.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-6832729869568249758</id><published>2007-03-05T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T00:19:01.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i am tremendouly apologetic for having forsaken my blog for the past countless days. urghh i have been so piled with work i am drowning in them! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;chior's been really hectic, with at least three practises a week, then there's cg on thursdays, so i'm left with tuesdays and fridays if there are no sectionals!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and i have a history essay (worth max a thousand five hundred words) due last tues! and a surprise econs test next week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i hope the above has justified my negligence ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;will blog again soon! (i hope!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-6832729869568249758?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/6832729869568249758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=6832729869568249758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/6832729869568249758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/6832729869568249758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-am-tremendouly-apologetic-for-having.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-6350910442883455207</id><published>2007-02-17T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T23:13:16.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;chinese new year! hahah i love this festival! ROCKS okay with all the red-packets and yummy food and all the catching up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hahah! thank God for the long break and the time to rest! have been so tired recently. :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so many things have been happening recently! i can say with certainty that i'm very glad to have my most adorable a14 and caregroup ppl! not forgetting my darling disco, i had lots of fun at reunion dinner that day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i shall rely on Him and He shall guide me through this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-6350910442883455207?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/6350910442883455207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=6350910442883455207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/6350910442883455207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/6350910442883455207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2007/02/yay-chinese-new-year-hahah-i-love-this.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-117016283824246825</id><published>2007-01-30T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T21:13:58.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;woohooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;haven't updated in such extremely long time! i have been unbelievably busy the past few weeks! hwachong choir is AMAZING. AND I AM IN THE LOWEST SECTION A GIRL CAN GO ISN"T THAT TOTALLY COOL! hee'. (by the way i'm in alto2.) choir has practice three times a week, monday wednesday and saturday, not to mention all the sectionals we organise ourselves! it is abosolutely draining, but i love it to pieces! well, not the draining part of course, but how the whole choir comes together to make &lt;u&gt;music!&lt;/u&gt; and i'm part of the beautiful sound! (: the only bad thing is that choir on staurdays end quite late and i'm usually late for service. sigh sigh! last week i arrived just in time to hear pasrot shirley's second last verse! :X this problem SHALL BE RESOLVED! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yay and i'm bringing yuhui to church this sat! (: we have this special service for non-christians, and i'm encouraging everyone to come! its gonna be a very different, and i assure you, an exhilarating experience! so if you're (yes you, reading this line right now) interested, please let me know i'll be only too pleased to bring you! SMILES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;heh yes then there's also my adorable class and senior class! i love my mortal and my angel and all my lovely seniors and all my super sweet classmates! funniest experience i've had in weeks : playing bluff with classmates and seniors. i don't cheat, so i just put whatever card i have! but the thing is, (i probably have a sneaky and cunning and devious face) nobody believes me and they keep opening my cards! so i ended up winning! twice! HILARIOUS, EXTREMELY. i think we have STJ coming friday. friday is a bad day! last friday a14  got caught (well, a select few) for &lt;em&gt;ponning&lt;/em&gt; ct. BY MR PANG, THE DISCIPLINE MASTER. yes, ouch. yeah, so anyway we're stuck with cs (no, not counter-strike, or china studies) to be served sometime soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A History of Excellence, A Tradition of Decadence. Yes, precisely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yeah, so thats pretty much what i've been busy with. there are more details actually, but my failing memory deters me from putting down every minute incident. so please do bear with the hurriedness of this entry! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i have got to do my : history, econs, math, lit and gp homework. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;meanwhile, i hope these jokes keep you amused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Qns: What did the man holding the bee see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ans: Beauty, because beauty is in the eyes if the beholder!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the following has been kindly sponsored by classmate Alan Tang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Qns: Why was the Garden of Eden never flooded?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ans: Because there was ADAM! (a dam!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAHAHA i fell on the floor laughing when i hear these jokes! ULTRA FUNNY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;okay, till next time then! X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-117016283824246825?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/117016283824246825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=117016283824246825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/117016283824246825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/117016283824246825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2007/01/woohooo-havent-updated-in-such.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-116809423941059149</id><published>2007-01-06T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T22:37:20.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;woah! its been ultra long since i last blogged. anyway so i've been super busy with orientation and coming back dead tired from each day's activities! BUT the thing is i had a whole lot of fun! my og's a SUPER COOL GROUP to be with! (: i love them all! especially the friends i've been rather close with these few days, geraldine, brittany, xianghui! yay! OG 18!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;hwachong's not very different from rv. for one they are both chinese schools are place a lot of emphasis on tradition and values which they expect everyone to observe. and for another they are much more open about boy-girl relationships, which is VERY different frm rv, which tries its very best to humiliate people they think are involved in relationships. which i think is not very wise because if anything happens, the student will definitely not approach any teacher, who can probably give the best advice. well anyway its good to be in a new environment! yay! oh yes! choonyen and i got into the humanities programme!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;my class: 07A14! looking forward to getting to know the class and my senior class and the teachers! i've got to admit though that i'm feeling kinda queasy abt the class cus the people there are super smart and talented and well i sure hope i can match up to them! no wait! i definitely can! because God believes in me so much, I can begin to believe in God too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jabez cried out to the God of Israel, "Oh, that you would bless me and enlarge my territory! Let your hand be with me, and keep me from harm so that I will be free from pain." And God granted his request. 1 Chronicles 4:10&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Lord, i know i can, because You are with me and You will guide me and I will give my life to You. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i loved service today! it was so enriching and fufilling(: He works wonders! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and i got my bible today! a big thankyou to all ce2 ppl for the bible!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;MY SHEPHERD IS LIPING MUAH-HAHAHA! YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-116809423941059149?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/116809423941059149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=116809423941059149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116809423941059149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116809423941059149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2007/01/woah-its-been-ultra-long-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-116766708445343972</id><published>2007-01-01T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T00:06:07.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYBODY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;its been an exciting start for me. i foresee that my spiritual journey will go a long, long way, because I find courage in You and i have faith that You will lead me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;A big thankyou to all the ce people who were on the phone with me that night, you guys made my day! Love ya all loads! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;dearie: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;he's ot worth it, forget him alright. you're a strong girl! i'll be here for you always!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-116766708445343972?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/116766708445343972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=116766708445343972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116766708445343972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116766708445343972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year-everybody-its-been.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-116736258638995813</id><published>2006-12-29T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T11:23:06.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Matthew 5:13-16 (New International Version)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Salt and Light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;                     13"You are the salt of the earth. But if the salt loses its saltiness, how can it be made salty again? It is no longer good for anything, except to be thrown out and trampled by men.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;                     14"You are the light of the world. A city on a hill cannot be hidden. 15Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house. 16In the same way, let your light shine before men, that they may see your good deeds and praise your Father in heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-116736258638995813?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/116736258638995813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=116736258638995813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116736258638995813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116736258638995813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/12/matthew-513-16-new-international.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-116736181136526389</id><published>2006-12-29T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T11:10:11.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We rode into town the other day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just me and my Daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He said i'd finally reached that age&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And i could ride next to him on a horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That of course was not quite as wide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We heard a crowd of people shouting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And so we stopped to find out why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And there was that man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That Dad said he loved &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But today there was fear in his eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So i said "Daddy why are they screaming?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why are the faces of some of them beaming?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why is He dressed in that bright purple robe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'll bet that crown hurts Him more than He shows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Daddy, please can't you do something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He looks as though He's gonna cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you said he was stronger than all of those guys &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Daddy, please tell me why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why does everyone want him to die?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Later that day the sky grew cloudy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And Daddy said i should get inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Somehow he knew things would get stormy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Boy was he right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But i could not keep from wondering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;If there was something he had to hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So after he left i had to find out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I was not afraid of getting lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So i followed the crowds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;To a hill where i knew men had been killed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And i heard a voice come from the cross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And it said, " Father why are they screaming?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Why are the faces of some of them beaming?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Why are they casting their lots for My robe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This crown of thorns hurts Me more than it shows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Father, please can't You do something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I know that You must hear My&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Father, remind Me why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Why does everyone want Me to die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When will i understand why?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"My precious Son, I hear them screaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm watching the faces of them beaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But soon I will clothe You in robes of My own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Jesus this hurts Me much more than You know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But this dark hour I must do nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Though I've heard Your unbearable cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The power in Your blood destroys all of the lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Soon You'll see past their unmerciful eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Look there below, see the child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Trembling by her father's side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Now i can tell you why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;She is why You must die"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;                                -Why, Nicole Nordeman  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus died for &lt;strong&gt;us&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-116736181136526389?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/116736181136526389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=116736181136526389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116736181136526389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116736181136526389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/12/we-rode-into-town-other-day-just-me.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-116703141565003484</id><published>2006-12-25T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T15:23:37.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;its not like me to live a life fraught with dangers and engulfed by darkness of the unknown. i can't say i prefer the routine; i do like my usual surprises, but i don't want to lead a life i totally have no control over. we won't work out; we're just too different. your life is not the kind i want to lead..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm sorry.. i hope you understand..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anyway so i was reading this article yesterday, four different writers penned their thoughts on this title: " For sale: Baby shoes, never worn". its quite amazing how different the stories are. well not &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; different considering that they have to revolve around baby shoes, but still.. hahah! maybe i'll write something about it too. INSPIRED! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;YAY i love wishing people merry christmas! (: it just feels so good to be able to share the joy with people i love! especially because i was watching Love Actually when it turned twelve last night! it really made me feel that love actually, &lt;em&gt;IS&lt;/em&gt; all around! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;OKAY! off to watch tv now! must enjoy while i still can because i have this creeping suspision that i'll be very busy soon! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;once again, MERRY, MERRY CHRISTMAS! LOVE AND ENJOY BEING LOVED! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-116703141565003484?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/116703141565003484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=116703141565003484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116703141565003484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116703141565003484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-not-like-me-to-live-life-fraught.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-116696027929937557</id><published>2006-12-24T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T19:38:03.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;night in the museum is not too bad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;caught it earlier in the day, its about this museum which comes alive at night. or rather, the things inside the museum come alive at night. plot's not too cliched, but well revolves around usual themes like parental love and team spirit. the cute part abt this film is the directing i think. the director potrays the happenings from two different angles, very near and very far, and the funny part is how so many things are happening, but everything seems so calm from afar! its kinda hard to explain, i guess you've got to watch it to get it! not a must catch, but if you've cash to spare, why not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;christmas! love this warm fuzzy feeling i get every christmas, its like everyone is filled with joy and peace and hope and thanks! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-116696027929937557?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/116696027929937557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=116696027929937557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116696027929937557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116696027929937557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/12/night-in-museum-is-not-too-bad-caught.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-116675898549449073</id><published>2006-12-22T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T11:43:05.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;am most tickled by friend's work experience. or rather experience while looking for a job. its ultra funny! the story takes place in a cheeena food stall, as the other side dials friend's number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;the other side: "wei?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;friend: * stun*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;the other side: " ni shi blah blah ma?"&lt;br /&gt;friend: *still stunned* " shi de, mei cuo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;the other side: *blah blah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;friend: " hao de"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;the other side : *blah blah blah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;friend: "hao de"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;the other side: *blah blah blah blah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;friend: "hao de"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;the other side: *blah blah blah blah blah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;friend: "hao de"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and it goes on but i'm lazy to continue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;end of story? friend didn't go for interview.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;hmmx. i don't think it sounds very funny on my blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;sigh, have no talent for story telling.. not doing the tale justice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;sigh sigh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-116675898549449073?l=the-escapism.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-30098477.post-116669874349858508</id><published>2006-12-21T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T18:59:04.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;today is granddad's anniversary. i kinda miss him, especially on days like this. although i'm not very close to him, but i can feel how much grandma misses him. its just different without him.. the good thing is that he went peacefully, no pain, no troubles, and perhaps in bliss even. guess its what matters the most huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so today i went to grandma's house for lunch, played around with my cousins, and then went to the bukit batok polyclinic to see the doctor. i hate going to the polyclinic can?! its usually a boring 3 hour wait to see the doctor and collect medicine. and the consultation usually lasts only about 15 minutes. urghh. and today, according to the doctor, the insides of my nose are swelling, and he made me buy this spray, costing TWENTY-FIVE DOLLARS AND FORTY CENTS. absurd! waste so much money on 30 ml of spray. sigh sigh, hole in the pocket!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;seniors:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;disco outing, 27th dec!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;bring a small gift if you want to take part in gift exchange, and we'll meet 11 ouside jurong east macs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;if not, we'll meet you at the jurong east control station at 12, and then its WEST COAST PARK to play! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;exciting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;how come everybody's going west coast park for outing? weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-116669874349858508?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/116669874349858508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=116669874349858508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116669874349858508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116669874349858508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/12/today-is-granddads-anniversary.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-116646278094170308</id><published>2006-12-19T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T01:26:21.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/1600/312537/PICT0111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/320/234946/PICT0111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/1600/984288/PICT0089.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm not kidding! its 6:01pm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/1600/290852/PICT0103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/320/260202/PICT0103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/1600/551787/PICT0089.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;fun on a bridge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/1600/723432/PICT0082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/320/756162/PICT0082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;says tour guide amy, "must take spot!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/1600/915024/PICT0091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/320/432808/PICT0091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;me and tingting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/1600/640641/PICT0101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/320/765660/PICT0101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;daddy and tingting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/1600/522491/PICT0092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/320/853720/PICT0092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;family potrait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/1600/640047/PICT0094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/320/854383/PICT0094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/1600/441103/PICT0126.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;its a lake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/1600/136932/PICT0126.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/1600/957607/PICT0118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/320/98531/PICT0118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;in shanghai, where there's nothing much to take except buildings and silly faces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/1600/537965/PICT0100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/320/301026/PICT0100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/1600/592252/PICT0100.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;at this place(i think its called xi tang)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;which has lots of cute little shophouses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/1600/159230/PICT0065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/320/856789/PICT0065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;SUPER PRETTY RIGHT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/1600/641261/PICT0090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/320/679114/PICT0090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;me with maple tree!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;suzhou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/1600/824499/PICT0047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/320/436922/PICT0047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;weeping willow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;(i forgot where)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-116646278094170308?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/116646278094170308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=116646278094170308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116646278094170308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116646278094170308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-not-kidding-its-601pm-fun-on-bridge.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-116645975488630324</id><published>2006-12-19T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T00:35:55.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;YAY :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;happy me! watched the holiday on monday, it was extraordinary. i recommend it if anyone wants a heart-warming tale just in time for christmas! shall not spoil the movie by saying what its about, but its a romance and it really rocks rocks rocks! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i have seen so few movies this year! must watch more this holiday season! and muthu if you happen to be reading this please do not forget that you still owe me a date hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i did a good deed today by helping my friend look for jobs! i hope the interview's successful because then my friend will have a new job and i will have a free ticket to charlotte's web! yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i've been feeling quite high the past few days, must be because of the china trip. i've said it and i'm saying it again, retail therapy does WONDERS!! haha! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;anyway so i was editing photos from the china trip. and i tell you the scenery is BEAUTIFUL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;tomorrow: visit best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;thursday: 4E bbq at west coast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;saturday: fungmin's church outing at kallang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;27th: disco outing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i think i forgot something!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-116645975488630324?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/116645975488630324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=116645975488630324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116645975488630324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116645975488630324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/12/yay-d-happy-me-watched-holiday-on.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-116626595166814259</id><published>2006-12-16T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T18:45:51.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I AM HOME!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;hahaha. actually i was home quite some time ago, reached singapore about 730 last night, just couldn't find the time to update!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so about my trip! i went to: nanjing, wuxi (i've never heard of it before this either), suzhou, hangzhou, shanghai. the trip was very ULTRA fun. its amazing how pretty and scenic the place is. especially hangzhou and suzhou. they have a phrase there, it goes &lt;em&gt;shang you tian tang, xia you su hang &lt;/em&gt;so you can imagine how pretty the place must be! but it was quite cold there. i tell you if anybody sweats there, they must be abnormal. nanjing and shanghai are very modern. i was surprised at how much they look like singapore(other than the fact that everything is in chinese). and NO there are no toilets without doors there. seriously. you'll be astonished at how much they've progressed in the past few years. but! a minus point is that their food there is ermm not very impressive. i mean afterall who wouldn't expect china to have yummylicious food! they've served emperors for goodness sake! then again, according to james the tour guide, we haven't tried the nicest food yet. so maybe one day i'll join a tour group that does nothing but eat and try all the yummy food! haha excited!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;yeah well another thing that touched me alot was when i was returning to singapore. when we arrived at the airport it was already dark, but it was BEAUTIFUL i tell you. the skyline is absolutely ROMANTIC!!! words cannot do justice to how pretty it was. its the kind of thing you must see yourself to know what i mean! so right if you guys go overseas, try to get a night flight back. or at least one that arrives in the night! haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i can't wait for the first day of school! crazy right! but seriously i'm excited at the prospect of making new friends and playing at orientation and joining a new cca! haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-116626595166814259?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/116626595166814259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=116626595166814259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116626595166814259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116626595166814259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-am-home-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-116541385244742460</id><published>2006-12-06T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T22:04:13.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;BACK FOR A DAY AND FLYING OFF TMR NIGHT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;all this travelling's wearing me out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;took a night bus to klang on friday to visit my relatives, then came down to malacca on monday, before coming back singapore tuesday morning. then was disco chalet until today morning, lunch with chengxi to catch up and home to catch up on long lost and urgently needed sleep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;tired!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i keep jolting from my sleep! like i an sleep really soundly then suddenly just jump up feeling super afraid. then i realise that i have nothing to be afraid of! how weird eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i keep trying to convince myself that all this is for the better. how much of it i believe i have no idea either. they say time can heal all wounds. i sure hope it can. cus i'm feeling quite miserable and pathetic that i allowed things to turn out this way when i didn't want it to in the first place. its really like all my ideals crumbling down. sigh. i really didn't want things to turn out this way; i feel like such a failure. how is it that all this could have happened?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;countdown: 7 years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-116541385244742460?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/116541385244742460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=116541385244742460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116541385244742460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116541385244742460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/12/back-for-day-and-flying-off-tmr-night.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-116495748091112591</id><published>2006-12-01T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T15:18:00.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/1600/751692/me%20and%20changlok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/320/339847/me%20and%20changlok.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/1600/330422/me%20and%20kahneng.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/320/467750/me%20and%20kahneng.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/1600/961071/me%20and%20sophia(=.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/320/310382/me%20and%20sophia%28%3D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/1600/131971/me%20and%20karen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/320/551601/me%20and%20karen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/1600/188249/me%20and%20jinyin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/320/308940/me%20and%20jinyin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/1600/641729/me%20rebecca%20and%20joan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/320/458639/me%20rebecca%20and%20joan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/1600/67422/me%20and%20aubrey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/320/967266/me%20and%20aubrey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/1600/10485/me%20and%20yishuen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/320/971157/me%20and%20yishuen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/1600/207151/me%20and%20tueston.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4095/3221/320/271821/me%20and%20tueston.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; yes, this is exactly what i mean when i say i took fifty photos! there are more but i'm feeling kinda lazy to load! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-116495748091112591?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/116495748091112591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=116495748091112591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116495748091112591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116495748091112591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/12/yes-this-is-exactly-what-i-mean-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-116495568889380170</id><published>2006-12-01T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T14:48:11.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;sometimes i really regret the things i do. everything ought to be so simple yet because of the difference in understanding it turns out so complicated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no, i still do not believe that you mean all that you say. i still believe that all you have said to hurt me is to make me understand and become stronger. perhaps it is better that i believe you, so that maybe this ending will have a softer tone. honestly, even until now, i still don't know how you truly feel. if you meant what you said, why were there tears in your eyes? guilt? i'd love to think that way too. you know its honestly going to be a lot easier if i hate you. but i cannot. you have already taken an undeniable position in my heart. but i promise you, i won't let you feel guilty any longer. i promise.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;sounds a little corny.. but i hope then that all this stops here! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i want to find back the bubbly happy enthu me! (:   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-116495568889380170?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/116495568889380170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=116495568889380170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116495568889380170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116495568889380170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/12/sometimes-i-really-regret-things-i-do.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-116486041990076062</id><published>2006-11-30T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T12:20:20.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;last night was grad nite at crown hotel! what a day i tell you. first we went to yujia's house to meet her. and i realised i forgot my ticket! went home to get it, though i shouldn't have, cus i didn't win lucky draw ): then went to do hair and makeup at salon with yujia huiyi florence sophia. it wasn't too bad.. the wonders of the hair tongs thingy are unbelievable! i had lovely curly hair! (: then after we reached the hotel we just slacked around and well the main thing about the night was the photo-taking! i took about fifty photos! well yeah that was about it.. and i'm still really sleepy i dunno why either.. *yawns*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i'm going to malaysia tmr! then when i come back to singapore i'll be gone for disco chalet and on the 8th i'll be flying to china! so i'll prob not be blogging for a long, long time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;till i'm back then! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it happened all so quickly, even before there was time to say a proper goodbye; before she even had the chance to tell him what she really wanted.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;please, may i have the last dance?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-116486041990076062?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/116486041990076062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=116486041990076062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116486041990076062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116486041990076062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/11/last-night-was-grad-nite-at-crown.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-116463235998270964</id><published>2006-11-27T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T20:59:20.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;today was spent quite meaningfully with aubrey at jurong east macs. we did chemistry and physics! its been so long since i last studied, i realised actually when i don't have to, i don't hate studying that much afterall! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;you know sometimes you think you've gotten over something, and you set your mind and decide that yes i will get over it? i think i've been feeling a little too much on this side recently. honestly, i'm not that sure now if its a good idea to get over something so readily. sometimes just by covering over it and pretending that the hole is not there doesn't help at all. it just makes it hurt even more when you fall into it again the next time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;sigh, depressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-116463235998270964?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/116463235998270964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=116463235998270964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116463235998270964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116463235998270964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-was-spent-quite-meaningfully.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-116443989868457592</id><published>2006-11-25T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T15:31:40.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;utterly disappointed. i have no idea how to face this. its like my sandcastle in the air has finally come crumbling down, just when i thought it would have a fairytale ending. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;maybe this is why they say the beginning of jc life marks the start of a new chapter in your life. its time for me to learn to let go and focus on my priorities. so in a certain sense i should be thankful. well, since everything has already happened, all i can say is that i hope you can at least do something for the girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;remember. you were wrong, you were the one who changed first, not me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;from today onwards, i promise myself to love myself, and to give myself the best i can. because if i don't, nobody's going to do it for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;finding myself, once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;changlok's right. because i put in 100%, i get hurt easily. but i'll continue doing so. cus i believe a true heart is the only thing that can exchange for another true heart. and afterall, isn't sincerity the most important thing between friends? i wouldn't want to compromise on that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i'm sad, but i shouldn't be, cus i don't have the right to! so we're still friends! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-116443989868457592?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/116443989868457592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=116443989868457592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116443989868457592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116443989868457592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/11/utterly-disappointed.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-116429899722602638</id><published>2006-11-24T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T00:23:18.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;sc chalet today! although i only stayed for one day but i had lots of fun! learning how to play bridge was the most fun part lols! disco, lets play bridge during chalet too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;okay!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anyway,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to all my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;seniors, if you guys are readnig this, disco chalet is from 4-6 dec at downtown east and bbq night is 4th and you guys are ALL INVITED! if you'd like to come, tag me and i'll call/sms you guys with the details!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you're back already, can you sms me please?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-116429899722602638?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/116429899722602638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=116429899722602638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116429899722602638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116429899722602638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/11/sc-chalet-today-although-i-only-stayed.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-116421363565351218</id><published>2006-11-23T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T00:40:36.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;today is wednesday! finally! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;haha! today was fun! my best friends and i went to bugis to shop! it was crazy i tell you. we walked from bugis junction to bugis village to bugis junction to bugis village and bugis junction and bugis village. no this is not a typo error and yes, we really did walk all over the place. it was so fun! sophia and florence both got their dresses, and sophia bought new shoes to match too! i discovered that i am good at bargaining with the shopkeepers lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;am feeling a little disturbed today. i wonder if he was lying to me. it just seems too weird to be true. i don't know whether i should trust him. changlok thinks it isn't wise to jump into things too quickly. i think so too. ohwells but i guess all i'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;looking for is fun. but hey, i promise to be careful, so don't worry okay! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;waiting for you;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-116421363565351218?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/116421363565351218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=116421363565351218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116421363565351218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116421363565351218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-is-wednesday-finally-haha-today.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-116394994007357292</id><published>2006-11-19T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T23:25:40.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;today sokh and i went to flo's house to play! haha fun! her sister is ultra cute! we decided that the next time we go we will go swimming! haha but that has to wait until i get a swimming costume. i think i've to buy one soon, i heard jc pe lessons are swimming lessons! i haven't swum in a long, long time. so long i can't even remember the last time i swam! but never mind, i'm going swimming soon! exciting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hen today i also heard a piece of shocking news. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to that friend :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;what you're going through is not the end of the world. it may seem that way to you now, but when you overcome your sadness you'll realise that maybe this is for the better. afterall people learn through experience and nobody gets it right the first time! don't be too sad over it cus its time to pack up your feelings and allow them to become a memory! by holding on foolishly you're just gonna hurt yourself the most in the end. and i want you to know that i've been through this too, and i've recovered from it too! i think florence said this before, what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger. so don't think too much and take care because i care! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i like my new blogskin although its a bit wrong towards the bottom and i don't know how to corect it, haha! can anyone help?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wish you were here to share my joy with me; i wish you were in singapore; i wish i knew what to do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-116394994007357292?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/116394994007357292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=116394994007357292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116394994007357292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116394994007357292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-sokh-and-i-went-to-flos-house-to.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-116377816964861217</id><published>2006-11-17T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T23:42:50.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;today is the last day of olevels!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;sokh sophia and i went out to PLAY! we went to citylink and ate the kayaroti! haha then after that we went to esplanade to search for music scores. we wanted to borrow the books home but they weren't on loan so in the end we photocopied them instead. the labrary charges 8CENTS per page. its daylight robbery i tell you. but nevermind I HAVE SUPER NICE SCORES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;then after that we went to the rooftop terrace and played around like mad people. we ran in circles on the grass and jumped about! HAHa but i was super fun. then we did dares! we were each supposed to find a guy then go up to him and say "can i tell you something?" then whisper in his ear "my exams ended today" it sounds lame yes, but it was super super funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i miss spending time with my two best buddies. its kinda sad to think that after this year we probably won't be so close anymore. but we promised to meet up again on this same day next year and do silly things again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;sokhwei, sophia, i love you guys! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-116377816964861217?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/116377816964861217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=116377816964861217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116377816964861217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116377816964861217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-is-last-day-of-olevels-sokh.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-116343357354913523</id><published>2006-11-13T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T23:59:33.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i think i'm kinda stressed. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-116343357354913523?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/116343357354913523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6 MORE DAYS TO THE END OF THE BIGGEST EXAM IN MY ENTIRE LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I REPEAT, 6 MORE DAYS TO THE END OF THE GENERAL CERTIFICATE OF EXAMINATIONS, ORDINARY LEVELS !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i am going crazy thinking about the fun i will have! hahaha! i just want to jump up and scream everytime i remember that there are only SIX days left! haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;monday : Elit P2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;tuesday : Amath P1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;wednesday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;: Physics P1&amp;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;thursday : Amath P2, Chemistry P1&amp;amp;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;friday : SSH P3, FUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;to my dear friend who is sick with a nose running away, (the pun is intentional)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;do take care, drink more water and get more rest before, during and after you fly to faraway exotic Thailand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;haha have fun (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-116331089515364273?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/116331089515364273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=116331089515364273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116331089515364273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116331089515364273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/11/6-more-days-to-end-of-biggest-exam-in.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-116290997528959014</id><published>2006-11-07T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T22:32:55.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i am inspired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;change is the only constant in life. irrefutably we neglect to see this and are sometimes blinded by the glory and magnificence of yesteryear. i often think to myself, what would it be like if change were unknown to mankind? i believe a life like that would be boring and dry. undoubtedly, changes help us better appreciate the goodness of what we have. it helps us open our eyes to the differences of this ever-evolving world. but it also physically takes away what we hold so dearly to our hearts. it makes us cry at farewells and it makes us cringe at re-introducing ourselves to strange faces. but change, like familiarity, is ephemeral, transient and fleeting. it is adapting to these changes which makes a person. it is change which adds spice and variety to our lives. so i guess, instead of moving on aimlessly and lamenting change, we ought to face it bravely. but then again, how many can take on this arduous journey and emerge victorious, unscathed and ready for more? tough, eh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;no matter, i'll try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;JIAYOU (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;corroding conviction&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-116290997528959014?l=the-escapism.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-30098477.post-116282359738329151</id><published>2006-11-06T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T22:33:17.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;emath and ss paper ones today, not t0oo bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;just now i was collating marks for my munmmy. so many careless mistakes! my mummy looked so sad everytime i spotted another one, and she kept saying " wo lao le lao le ". oh man it was so sad to hear her say that ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;everybody grows old some day so i guess its really important to treasure who we have now. and to appreciate all our parents do for us. sigh so depressing ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anyway, LESS THAN TWO MORE WEEKS TO END OF OLEVELS!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;muah-hahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;rocks! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;back to mugging! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-116282359738329151?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/116282359738329151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=116282359738329151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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up trying to update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and my dad now is oficially IT savvy! muah-hahaha so cool right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;olvls end in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;15 days&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so many many things i want to do! okay now back to mugging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and to all those out the mugging too,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;JIAYOU !! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-116253928920460691?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/116253928920460691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=116253928920460691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116253928920460691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116253928920460691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-wanted-to-update-yesterday-haha-but.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-116187768971294833</id><published>2006-10-26T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T23:48:10.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;physics prac &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;urghh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the line became a curve &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and i couldn't see the image of the pin at all. wanted to puke after that cus using only one eye made me dizzy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;crap la right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;sian la, i am so not motivated. my lit sucks ): i am horrible at it and i am sad and demoralised. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i just can't seem to get out of the stupid b3 grade. ): really quite sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;deceiving myself only makes things worse. i have got to face up to reality and accept what has happened, is happening and will happen. no more lies, i promise. i will protect myself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-116187768971294833?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/116187768971294833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=116187768971294833' title='0 Comments'/><link 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style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;with a tissue stuck up my nose!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;rarrrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i &lt;3 my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-116161848969914697?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/116161848969914697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="font-family:arial;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i hate the haze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my lungs are going to burst soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;urghh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-116144532078897975?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/116144532078897975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=116144532078897975' title='0 Comments'/><link 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style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i love gong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;today i am bored! again! haha. but i'm quite happy with the life i'm leading now. relaxed (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i promise, if you ask, i'll tell you what you want to hear. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;because its what i want too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-116126485099321570?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/116126485099321570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=116126485099321570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116126485099321570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116126485099321570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-love-gong-today-i-am-bored-again.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-116100417266512031</id><published>2006-10-16T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T21:09:35.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;today , i graduated from river valley high school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i am surprised to say that i am glad to have graduated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;after so long of struggling, i finally graduated. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;mr chen couldn't make it for our graduation ceremony today. he is sick and may have to go to the hospital. finally, he replied charlotte's message. i remember most vividly "you all have graduated." his final message to us. yes, indeed, we have graduated. we owe our success to all the teachers who have taught us, especially mr chen. its sounds corny as ms chew would say, but we wouldn't be what we are now if not for all the wonderful teachers we have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;my dad says,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;darkness stimulates germination and plant growth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;how true. if not for obstacles we face, we'd never learn to stand strong and be resilient. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;gong - wo de ye man wang fei!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ROCKS! haha!! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;wo de zui ai!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-116100417266512031?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/116100417266512031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=116100417266512031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116100417266512031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/116100417266512031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/10/today-i-graduated-from-river-valley.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-116082401110127608</id><published>2006-10-14T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T19:10:39.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;see?!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;this is why sometimes i hate computers. when i write a nice long filling post it refuses to publish itself. when i type nonsense the nonsense comes out. urghh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i received a birthday present yesterday! a book titled how to lead a happy life for dummies and happiness powder. thank you for the gift. i'll keep everything, always. as for your promise, i'd rather you not keep it, but i can't stop you from keeping it. all i want to say is that i really appreciate all that you've done for me. thanks. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;last night i was talking to somebody about relationships. and i think i enlightened the person because he now seems to have a very clear idea of what he should do now. so, i'm really happy for him. and, like i've said before, don't ever regret. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i guess i'm not a person who cares a lot. and i forget very easily things and favours i've received. but i realised sometimes, things that are meant to be forgotten should be forgotten. i'm tired of this guessing game. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i give up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;my favourite junior has been going through a rather rough patch recently. she's a very bubbly and lively girl and everytime i see her i just want to smile along with her. seeing her so despondent makes me feel very angry at myself for being so helpless. but luckily she has her favourite senior there for her, so i guess i shouldn't worry too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;waiting no more. i give up as of now. if i'm not sure , why should i hold on? how can i hold on? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;remember, i didn't give up on you. you gave up on me first. you were wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-116082401110127608?l=the-escapism.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-30098477.post-116082311722283826</id><published>2006-10-14T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T18:51:57.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i have written three entries so far that have been unable to be posted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so i'm not going to waste time writing a long one now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;testing testing testing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-116082311722283826?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/116082311722283826/comments/default' title='Post 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;today i saw a really pretty little girl at the shop downstairs. she wasn't very tall, probably coming up to only my waist level. i know that really well cus she bumped into me. then, when i wanted to pay for my stuff, i realised my money was gone. do you think she pick-pocketed me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i'd be really very angry if she really did. and the money wasn't a small amount. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-116030519232851547?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-30098477.post-116013991784525256</id><published>2006-10-06T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T21:08:08.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i know myself just too well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;its blatantly impossible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and yet i continue trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i don't know if its because i'm too proud to admit i'll never give up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;or if i've really fallen in too deeply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;then again, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;does it matter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;okay yeah it does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i'm kinda sick of myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i need something to make me happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;happy from within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;not just superficially&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i've had enough of the pretense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;even though it keeps surfacing subconsciously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;undeniably, its become a part of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the parts i show, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;are those i think can be accepted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the parts i hide,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;only &lt;strong&gt;i&lt;/strong&gt; can see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and these parts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;hideous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;let me share your troubles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'll let you share mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;thats all i ask for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;* and i wish upon a falling star&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;dearest changlok, thanks for the report card. it meant a lot to me. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i hope i'll never regret going. but i always do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-116013991784525256?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/116013991784525256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my best friend needs some help &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and i'm at a loss as to how to help her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i hope everything will turn out alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everything's but a facade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;enclosed in this hole of a world&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;limited opportunites&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;raging competition&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;intense jealousy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i lost the light&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;which leads to the end of the tunnel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i wonder, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;whether i will ever be able to walk out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;unscathed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;unharmed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;innocent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;unlikely&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;perhaps this is the process of growing up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;losing and finding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;drowning and emergence &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maybe i should just find someone to confide in&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;expression and comprehension&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;who will understand?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mirroring the surroundings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;becoming another dolly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm ashamed to admit i'm being moulded&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what purpose do i serve?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when will i find my calling?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the aim, the goal, the ultimate end. yet to be continued.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i am bored ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-115995350492477984?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/115995350492477984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=115995350492477984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115995350492477984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115995350492477984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-best-friend-needs-some-help-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-115968546947735037</id><published>2006-10-01T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T14:51:09.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i have finally gotten my new phone! haha its MY NEW LOVE &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;life has passed like a blur the last week. thickening my already very thick skin and begging for marks is a horror. now, its the moderation. it scares me to even think about it. its funny how sometimes people say your life is in your own hands. how can moderation be controlled by yourself? if i controlled moderation i would give everybody full marks for all the effort we've put in. but then again, if i studied hard enough in the first place, i wouldn't even need to depend on moderation. i need this BADLY. VERY VERY BADLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so, now for the revelation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;L1 - english A2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;R5 - physics B3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;chemistry B4 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ssh B3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lit B3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;emath A1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;amath A1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;chinese A1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hcl B4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;L1R5 - 11-3 = &lt;strong&gt;8&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;how sad ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;to my favourite senior :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;when you're on top of the world, you own everything and you own nothing. when you're a mere mortal, you own nothing and you own everything. if you're contented with your lot, you will never be unhappy with what you have. so if you're not contented, does it mean that you're destined for more? i don't know. but i do know that you have the ability to stand there. you choose the path you want to take. you choose to walk, run or fly. don't ever look back and regret. let history and memory be your textbooks. evaluate, contemplate, and give it all you've got. let your life's purpose guide your decision. love what you do and do what you love. jiayou(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i shall start working hard very very soon! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to go or not to go?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-115968546947735037?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/115968546947735037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=115968546947735037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115968546947735037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115968546947735037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-have-finally-gotten-my-new-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-115902215838389792</id><published>2006-09-23T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T22:35:58.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;today i finally collasped after 11 non-stop hours of ba li lian ren. status now stands at episode 16! i will finish it by tonight! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;diplomacy.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;what does this word mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;not literally, but what does being diplomatic encompass? to be polite and distant? or maintaining good ties? what does it mean when a person is diplomatic? or a country for that matter. if you're diplomatic, does it mean that you put up a front when facing others? so is being diplomatic good or bad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i guess both aspects are &lt;em&gt;relatively&lt;/em&gt; equal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anyway sec4 sharks if you guys are reading this, i talked to him today. and from his response, i think we thought too much. from what i can see he has everything planned out and is extremely well-focused. so no worries. will give you guys the details soon. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;its funny how listening to songs and watching vcds can change my mood. how odd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;expression and comprehension&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-115902215838389792?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/115902215838389792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=115902215838389792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115902215838389792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115902215838389792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/09/today-i-finally-collasped-after-11-non.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-115885079922647947</id><published>2006-09-21T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T22:59:59.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;today is the last day of prelims!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ba li lian ren is ultra nice can. but so far i've only watched 5 episodes out of the 20 jayne lent me. watch until my eyes going to pop out liao haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;hey you guys if you want me to put your blog as one of my links, please tag me with your blog add, thanks! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to tango the night away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-115885079922647947?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/115885079922647947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=115885079922647947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115885079922647947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115885079922647947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/09/today-is-last-day-of-prelims-ba-li.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-115876670922458643</id><published>2006-09-20T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T23:38:29.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;today i went out with soph&amp;sokh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;woah talked like mad. discovered so many new things today.. well not all were good but some were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anyway tomorrow is the last day of the prelims!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;hees yeah(: though i feel guilty for not having put in my best effort but oh well its ending. and i shall work very hard for 'O's i promise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;today sophia told me something interesting she heard on the radio. would you rather love, or be loved? then i told her, i'm selfish! i want both! HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and i bought jaýchou's new cd today. the yi ran fan te xi. and although his singing isn't really that impressive, he's a really good musician. in the sense that he writes his own music and i really admire his music. when i listen to his music i find myself listening to the structure, the style and the way the whole piece comes together as one. and i think his songs really rock! haha i think his cd is the only one i'd buy without regrets, ultra value for money! in a nutshell, if you support him, buy his cd! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;lols i sound like a fight piracy advert can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;tomorrow is &lt;u&gt;chemistry practical!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh yeah. one other thing i discovered about myself. i'm not very sensitive to my surroundings. as in í tend not to pay attention to details. which is bad. sigh maybe thats why i don't make a good lit student. its kind of sad to know that you're not good at the thing that you enjoy the most. that day i was studying lit, and i discovered that my lit is not very strong. and its really quite demoralising. don't they always say, if you have the passion, you'll succeed in whatever you do? but the point is i'm not. should a person's life be based on what she can do, or what she wants to do? if i persist, will i become better at it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i don't know. but one thing i know for sure, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;is that practise makes perfect. and if i don't give myself the chance to try, i will never know if i can ever be good at it.  so, the moral is, TRY! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;never give up dreams and bow to reality. living in utopia is no good, but living with dreams gives the motivation and drive to fight for what truly matters...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-115876670922458643?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/115876670922458643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=115876670922458643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115876670922458643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115876670922458643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/09/today-i-went-out-with-sophsokh.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-115840100252091727</id><published>2006-09-16T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T18:03:23.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to be happy or to be sad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;four more tests&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;that i'm quite sure i'm gonna flunk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;haha. phy prac was a disaster! so many people got slaughtered by it can. anyway this week was just really hectic. for me, it was also really draining, studying mugging pia-ing and hugging buddha's legs until one two am. so if you see me, don't be surprised, i haven't been involved in a fight, i just lack sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yanneng makes me laugh. he manages to cheer me up everytime i feel sad. he always manages to come up with the corniest jokes, funniest expressions and exaggerated stories to make me laugh. HAHA,thankyou yanneng(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i wouldn't know what i'd do if i didn't have sokhwei and sophia. thank god for them. (: (so random)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i miss disco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;miss the times we'd go out together, the times we laughed together, cried together and had fun together. its not true that once i leave them i leave them forever. i guess deep inside there's still a part of me which will live forever with disco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;dang wo gu dan, wo hui xiang qi ni men de. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yeah my family rocks. i love daddy and mummy and my sister ting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my favourite songs(for now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;GET HIGH; fir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;qian li zhi wai; jaychou&amp;ah fei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;fan zhuan di qiu; panweibo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;shi jie mo ri; jaychou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;faithfully; hady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;chasing cars, jonathan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;JONATHAN ALL THE WAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-115840100252091727?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/115840100252091727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=115840100252091727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115840100252091727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115840100252091727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/09/to-be-happy-or-to-be-sad-four-more.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-115816208178238275</id><published>2006-09-13T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T23:41:21.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i think i'm the only crazy person who still updates during prelims.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;tomorrow's physics and i'm quite worried. oh wells&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;today i was discussing joyluck with sokh on the bus. &lt;u&gt;very&lt;/u&gt; cool. haha turns out we feel the same way about the characters and we were analysing them. i think learning lit gives a lot of insight into human relationhips and how a human's character works. so very cool. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;had physics tuition with cheryl. i really hate going home alone. i don't like the feeling of lonelinesss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;really exhausted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i love wo jiao jin sanshun. its my new favourite show!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;love like you've never been hurt ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-115816208178238275?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/115816208178238275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=115816208178238275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115816208178238275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115816208178238275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-think-im-only-crazy-person-who-still.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-115764940233888220</id><published>2006-09-08T01:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T01:16:42.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;An Enemy of the People&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;just want to share some of my thoughts after reading the play. well part of act one scene two of the play to be exact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;in the play, Dr. Stockmann wishes merely to reveal the truth about the springs so that the people of his town and those coming to the springs will have a healthy springs to go to and not a dirty disease inducing one. but his intentions are misunderstood. firstly, by Morten. who thinks that he is just trying to pull a childish pank on his brother. secondly, he seems to be used by Hovstad, who wants to take the opportunity to inject some 'hypodermic' into the 'fence-sitting deadheads', and more importantly, to show that the authorities are not always correct. i think human nature is more explicitly shown in Hovstad's response. he detests authority because he is born poor and he knows he can never hold power despite yearning to do so,which i believe is what causes the hatred within Hovstad. and because he is but human, he hates authority and shows it through taking sides against authority. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh well. sounds like a lit essay. there's more to the play, its actually much more interesting than this, but i've only read it until here so far so.. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anyway i would recommend this play to people who like the twists and turns of politics and know to expect more than good-natured response when their position and power is being threatened. its quite a cool read! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;today (i mean yesterdaybecause its 0103 now) was another slacker day. but oh well i went for a math tution and ms ho taught me shearing and stretching! haha. ms ho rocks she's one of the most dedicated teachers i know. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;haha i'm studying! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh yeah, to jinyin: get well soon darling! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-115764940233888220?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/115764940233888220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=115764940233888220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115764940233888220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115764940233888220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/09/enemy-of-people-just-want-to-share.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-115753958844006201</id><published>2006-09-06T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T18:46:29.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was a very different day. i realised actually we're constantly in contact and i've never tried not seeing him for a month. haha is it a curse? anyway i hope you get to read this! (:&lt;br /&gt;well this is dedicated to &lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyou for everything, i've really learnt and matured a lot from being with and around you. yesterday was enlightening when you said you "bu gan xiang tai duo le". hmmx. i kinda dunno what to say to that. just that i hope the situation changes after my 'O's. i think learning to give is the most precious gift i've received from you. the second most is learning to be totally honest. and even though you always say you don't want me to give too much, you don't think thats too good for me, but well.. i guess its really kinda hard. maybe thats why we're fated never to be together. because i give too much and you don't want me to. and if i stop giving, i'll just be following what you say. which means i'm giving again. ironic, eh? but i guess thats just the way life works! haha kinda confusing yeah? but anyway, i'll work hard. for &lt;strong&gt;myself &lt;/strong&gt;and those who care. (:&lt;br /&gt;wo hui jiayou de, ni ye yi ding yao oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then another complex problem i discovered today was revealed to me during the screening of my lit text, the joy luck club. its about worth. Rose goes out of her way to give to Ted, because she believes that she loves Ted and this is the way her emotions should be expressed. but to Ted, she just becomes weak and subservient. and Ted apparently dislikes this side of her and requests for divorce. understandable, for if he wanted a wife like that he might as well go get a robot. but in the end, her mother saves her, by showing her her &lt;strong&gt;worth&lt;/strong&gt;. and she realises that no one, absolutely NO ONE should live for the sake of someone else. Rose should not and need not live for Ted. perhaps its chinese traditions which cause her to be this way, for they state that a woman must be obedient and 'ever-giving' to her husband. but ironically, she has never been taught to think this way. in fact, quite contrarily, her mother recognises the need for self-worth and teaches her so. i wonder, could it be that chinese women will always be chinese? maybe deep within all of us, no matter where we stay or what we become, we will stay true to our heritage displaying the characteristics of people of our culture.  haha someone should do a research on this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, worth! (: thought-provoking, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well this is turning out to be a really long entry so i better end here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as sokh would say, &lt;u&gt;T&lt;/u&gt;a&lt;u&gt;T&lt;/u&gt;a&lt;u&gt;F&lt;/u&gt;or&lt;u&gt;N&lt;/u&gt;ow!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-115753958844006201?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/115753958844006201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=115753958844006201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115753958844006201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115753958844006201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/09/yesterday-was-very-different-day.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-115709211607756974</id><published>2006-09-01T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T14:28:36.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sad to say, i haven't had much luck with my first two papers, english and hcl. oh wells. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i'm pretty disappointed with myself, because i can't seem to concentrate on studying! i really need to try harder!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;yesterday was teachers' day, and i want to say a big thankyou to all my teachers, for having taught me so patiently, and allowing me room for growth as a person. thankyou : mr chen, mr ng, sir, ms chew, mr suria, guolaoshi, mrs law, zhanglaoshi, ms cheang.. these are the teachers who have made a difference in my sec sch life! thankyou!(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i'm pretty scared, cus i keep having this bad feeling that something is going to happen. i'm usually pretty accurate! anw to my jie, to grow up means to allow yourself to move on. please never forget the story that i told you, and that i will always be here for you, no matter when you may need me. jiayou(:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;today, i again experienced IT! (: now i understand why families were created. or rather, why we have families. that day we were talking about whether people came about as a form of evolution, or as wherther there was this supreme creator of men. i forgot the names, but i suddenly think, maybe, just maybe, there is indeed someone who creates us. because otherwise why would things fit in so perfectly? why would we have family whom we know are undeniably the closest to us? i believe people have experienced the ugly sides of family. and i know of quite a few such people. but i still believe family is most precious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;just now as i walked out into the living room, i saw my dad sitting on the sofa, lifelessly, his head bent, lying on his chest. and i got a shock. i immediately rushed forward to wake him up. for that single moment i was almost worried that he wasn't sleeping. then it dawned on me, that i take him for granted. he who helps me wash my shoes, he who makes my cereal each morinig, he who covers me with a blanket in the night, he who provides for my everyday life. and i thank, whoever it is i have to thank, for giving me such a wonderful father, for such a wonderful family. i can't imagine life without daddy, mummy, or tingting. i have learnt to appreciate and to be thankful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;now i understand, you're not all that matters, i've found new purpose in life...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-115709211607756974?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/115709211607756974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=115709211607756974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115709211607756974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115709211607756974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/09/sad-to-say-i-havent-had-much-luck-with.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-115657662812760999</id><published>2006-08-26T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T15:17:08.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I PASSED MY PIANO EXAM!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;my cause for celebration and happiness, haha! even though its just a mere pass..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anyway its been really long since i last blogged, that day something bad happened and i wanted to blog but just couldn't sign in. but anyway i'm over it now so everything's A-OKAY! haha. hmmx well anyway that day i saw aubrey in the toilet and started talking to her.. and well just want to share something with my beloved sharks : guys, buck up and jiayou okay! seniors are not around anymore, but we'll always be here if you guys ever need us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anyway these few days i've been fantasizing, about the days after 'O's. well i think i'm gonna be really happy! haha fun all dat and night! so i have decided to be more committed to my studying so that i won't feel guilty enjoying myself! (: and oh yeah so that probably means i won't be blogging till end of prelims, which is like quite some time away. prelims start on monday! O: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fading away, time indeed washes away all wounds and feelings.. 2oct06&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-115657662812760999?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/115657662812760999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=115657662812760999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115657662812760999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115657662812760999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-passed-my-piano-exam-my-cause-for.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-115538732243765106</id><published>2006-08-12T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T21:31:32.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;its been a long time since i updated my blog!! have been super busy the past few days, trying my best to study and everything.&lt;br /&gt;am down with sore throat! ): and o level English oral is on coming Wednesday! hope i get well soon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to all my darling sharks,&lt;/em&gt; thanks for being a part of my life! agm was unforgettable and wanna say a big thankyou to everyone for making my time in disco an enjoyable one! i love you guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;leading my life without &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;national day hols literally flew past. went for the official unofficial agm on tues after national day celebrations, and sophia looks ULTRA pretty with contacts! anw i saw fungmin&amp;amp; junquan and i realised i still miss them alot! fungmin said something in her blog, which i totally agree with. now that i've left, it'll all become a pretty memory, nothing else i guess. well anyway after that we ate dinner at pastamania, then some of us went to esplanade, and we just stood outside the breakdancing area singing! haha i reached home at like 12plus! then the next day i just slacked around before going out in the afternoon to watch click. click is a &lt;u&gt;terribl&lt;/u&gt;y touching movie and it sounds dumb but i cried. which is saying something i guess, but anyway its really ultra nice so i'd encourage everyone to watch it! (: thursday i spent at home doing my homework THE WHOLE DAY which is saying something as well because i HATE studying and i absolutely &lt;u&gt;cannot&lt;/u&gt; stay in my seat for more than 20 minutes! but anyway i'm proud of myself cus i tried my best and i'd say i did a lot! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tired tired tiredness! shall go to bed now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-115538732243765106?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/115538732243765106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=115538732243765106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115538732243765106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115538732243765106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-been-long-time-since-i-updated-my.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-115478929496443982</id><published>2006-08-05T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T22:48:15.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(: retail therapy works WONDERS! had ultra lots of fun today with flo and jayne and my darling jie sokh! haha i bought GREEN pumps which i totally love! and jayne bought like 5 pairs of earrings. earring freak! haha! neops we took were very nice too except blur me went to doodle "radiance" on the neops and ended up spelling it "radince" instead. what a laugh, my spelling is horrible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i like the atrs because it challenges me to think intellectually. its beats having to memorise stuff i don't really care about, like chem and physics. of course these things are important, but they're just not my cup of tea. so i believe if i make it into jc i will take up arts. i won't want to waste time studying things i'm not very interested in and end up having to spend my whole life pursuing something i don't truly like. even though many people say that there isn't any future taking arts, i believe its the interest that pushes me on. i want to take arts even though i'm not very good at it, because i &lt;u&gt;enjoy&lt;/u&gt; it. its a pleasure, not a chore! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still have no motivation to study, wasting my time online slacking!&lt;br /&gt;gosh, i need to start soon. its 23 days to prelims and 11 days to olevel english oral!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-115478929496443982?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/115478929496443982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=115478929496443982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115478929496443982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115478929496443982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/08/retail-therapy-works-wonders-had-ultra.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-115470586824323011</id><published>2006-08-04T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T23:37:48.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this has been a very very hectic week! agm yesterday, then went with changlok to jurong point to buy presents, reached home at like 10. then today saw junquan in school and decided to see him home.&lt;br /&gt;talking to changlok made me realise a lot of things, things that i didn't foresee before. so i guess talking to him was quite enlightening. whereas talking to junquan was more of nostalgic cause i haven't sseen him in a very very long time and it really felt like the past again, even though he was being lame and kept letting me win and saying that i looked like minnie mouse, haha. quite funny!&lt;br /&gt;oh well. but he enlightened me as well. realised a lot of things from talking to him and felt quite motivated. then i also talked to anna as well. oh and we discovered a lot of problems, and it was in all quite worrying. oh well, i'm old and retired.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is shopping spree/retail therapy day! haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-115470586824323011?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/115470586824323011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=115470586824323011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115470586824323011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115470586824323011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-has-been-very-very-hectic-week.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-115443876573576553</id><published>2006-08-01T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T00:23:34.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;today was ULTRA fun!! haha played tennis! haha and i'm sunburnt from it! i can't believe i burnt so easily. haha must be my long term contact with sokh, lols. she'll kill me if she sees this! (: but i'm happy cus i had a lot of fun and i haven't felt so relaxed for a very long time! okay i confess i played like ten minutes of tennis in my school uniform! but then i felt guilty so i left in the end..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;which brings me to this morning's talk. felt really relieved after the talk, i guess becaue i finally saw that the juniors DO have disco in their hearts afterall. i was very afraid that they didn't. i would say that in my term of office my main aim was to let the juniors experience disco spirit, and to let disco live in their hearts. i don't know how successful i've been but i can sure say i've tried! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;to my darling sharks:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i love you guys ALOT. cus you guys have re-ignited disco spirit in me. and i want to say a big thank you to all my darling sharks for all the effort you guys have put in, to allow us seniors to light up your candles, and ignite your disco flame. i don't know how many of you feel as strongly for disco as i do. but from a senior to a senior, i think learning skills are not so important afterall. yes indeed one may enter council to develop leadership potential, but is there any other purpose? any other purpose we're in disco? when i re-entered disco, i only had one notion in mind. i wanted to provide a disco experience, a one of a kind, memorable and unforgettable experience for the juniors. i wanted to let the sharks experience what i hold so dearly in my heart. and at the end of the day i wonder if i have succeeded? its an individual experience, and i have learnt more than skills from this experience. i've matured, grown as a person, understood myself more. and i feel that this is what i owe my seniors, this experience i've tried so hard to give you guys. and its your turn. question the existence of disco in your hearts. and think about what you want to do for disco. the seniors are leaving and disco is in &lt;strong&gt;your hands.&lt;/strong&gt; changlok cannot stand alone in lighing up everyone's candles. everyone MUST play a part. this will be my final assignment for you guys. let the juniors experience the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DISCO SPIRIT.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;picture: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;we're at the beach,standing in one straight line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;we're alone, and the rain beats down heavily on our backs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;its painful, this rain. the pain pierces us so, chilling our bones and soaking us to the skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;to an ordinary person, this may be too harsh to bear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but we're &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DISCO&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;we are a com.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;we stand together, braving the wind and the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and we emerge together, as a family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;we stand together as one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-115443876573576553?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/115443876573576553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=115443876573576553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115443876573576553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115443876573576553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/08/today-was-ultra-fun-haha-played-tennis.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-115423038872868558</id><published>2006-07-30T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T00:29:02.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;HAHA. what a funny thing! turns out chengxi is the person who left the comments! quite funny, haha. well, chengxi, &lt;u&gt;thankyou&lt;/u&gt; for all the encouragement! thats why i love disco! all the seniors care! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;today my dad was very angry with me cus he said i don't study enough. so i am feeling sad now. because i know what he says is true, but i'm really sad that he's taking such a harsh tone with me. but i know its all for my own good and i love my daddy. but i'm still sad i guess. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;RARRR! ANGRYNESS NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;ANGRY ANGRY ANGRY!!!!!&lt;/u&gt;&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/30098477-115423038872868558?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/115423038872868558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=115423038872868558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115423038872868558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115423038872868558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/07/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-115409555256944819</id><published>2006-07-28T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T00:29:31.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i am so so sorry to have neglected my blog for the past week): have been ultra busy the entire week, haven't had enough sleep, and have gained bigger eye-bags. and i think there is something wrong with me. i'm still sick after a week): the dull pain in the back is still there, and i've started feeling nauseous since the past two days. and NO i am NOT pregnant! today when we were walking towards the canteen with sokh i was telling yanneng i felt nauseous and he was like "sokhwei it was you right who made her pregnant?!" and mr paul lim was like giving us weird looks because of what he said. and i was laughing all the way to the canteen after that, haha! yanneng is a really fun guy to be around sometimes(: oh yeah, which reminds me. how can you know if you're pregnant? that day florence and i were talking about x-rays and like we're gotta sign the thing stating you're not pregnant before the guy lets you take the x-ray. how the point is, how do you know whether or not you're pregnant? so odd. haha.&lt;br /&gt;earlier i was talking to chengxi, two years my senior from disco. so we had a very very interesting conversation, which made me realise i miss 25th alot!! just suddenly want to say a big thankyou to all the seniors in 25th who have made my time in disco such an enjoyable, memorable and unforgettable one. thank you for all your protection and the security you guys have given me. (: hmmx and he had alot to say about jc life, and i realised that jc life isn't as simple as it seems. and with so little time left in rv, i shall now start to treasure everyday of my school life, so that i will leave 4e, disco &amp;amp; sc, with happy memories(:&lt;br /&gt;i still have so much to say! haha&lt;br /&gt;well disco now is pretty.. i don't know. i have no idea either how to describe the situation we're in now.. just that.. i hope the juniors will one day look back and love the disco we've built with them(:&lt;br /&gt;agm is probably.. i dont know, 8th august? haha&lt;br /&gt;just now as i was on the train home there was this couple sitting opposite me. the girl was crying so badly her eyes were all swollen and puffy, and the guy just sat there looking lost. and my guess is that they ere contemplating a break-up. which brings back memories. haha but i shan't talk about that. just wanted to say that sometimes in a relationship the girl only sees her suffering and how much she has put in, and it seems as though the realtionship doesn't mean anything to the guy. but just now, looking at the couple, i realised that the guy feels as much as the girl. and it probably isn't fair to say that he doesn't care. because from his look i could tell that it hurt him alot to see his girl cry for him. so its not fair to push the blame to the guy and blame him for all your suffering. the guy is also human, he has feelings as well. the girl is hurt, but the guy is hurt as well. and he suffers more, knowing that he had to hurt you and live with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and to think i only realised this now.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. i'm getting stronger by the day! haha. i guess the process has taught me to grow and learn more about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it isn't true that you didn't teach me anything, i've learnt a lot. sometimes i just miss telling you how my day was, how i've felt and how i'm happy to have you.. (: strongest wind is invisible, blowing from within, chilling my insides, but teaching me to grow into the harsh conditions..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-115409555256944819?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/115409555256944819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=115409555256944819' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115409555256944819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115409555256944819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-am-so-so-sorry-to-have-neglected-my.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-115362915798501614</id><published>2006-07-23T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T00:29:48.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;): counted, 134, 7th jan, 21st may, 2nd oct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when i may be able to give myself an answer for all that has happened.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still have tons of physics and amath to complete, arghh.&lt;br /&gt;bleahs. FINE, &lt;u&gt;I DON'T GIVE A DAMN.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i so want you out of my life. your presence makes me crumble and want to cry. yet i know its impossible to forget, you've already been imprinted, and the only way i can forget is to allow the tides of time to wash the imprints away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be strong, to have faith. but in what?&lt;br /&gt;i wish there was an instruction manual telling you how to lead a happy life. i can envision the title already, "How to Lead a Happy Life for Dummies"&lt;br /&gt;and life again seems so bleak!&lt;br /&gt;i need some help here, maybe if anyone has extra happiness powder, you could share it with me? lols.&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i SHALL STAY HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;and not let obstacles get to me, or bring me down!&lt;br /&gt;(: &lt;em&gt;yong gan de huo xia qu, wei zi ji huo xia qu!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;bu hui bei ren he ren, ren he dong xi da dao!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-115362915798501614?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/115362915798501614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=115362915798501614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115362915798501614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115362915798501614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/07/counted-134-7th-jan-21st-may-2nd-oct.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-115357311614301788</id><published>2006-07-22T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T00:30:16.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(: glad that everything has been cleared up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i've been trying to tell myself to forget. and i'm still trying. praying that time will heal all my wounds, and allow me to see things in a different light. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;believe&amp;amp;forget&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe when i realise, i'll be happier&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;all i wanted was someone who can share my feelings..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to grow is a tedious process, but from growth one matures. the relationship has taught me a lot, and i'm truly grateful for all that i've learnt. maybe the day i learn to give up, i'll learn who i really am.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i'm truly trying, because i know it won't ever be possibe anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;give me the courage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;gosh today was a pig day! slept till 930, ate breakfast, and went back to sleep. woke at 130, ate lunch and went back to sleep. when i finally woke up it was time to go meet disco. am i a pig or am i a pig? or rather, it was the medicine. medicine is evil and causes drowsiness! ahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;my computer keeps hanging and it is quite cool to see the whole page blank even though i've been typing furiously for the past thirty seconds. then, like a miracle, letters start appearing on my screen. i have a slow computer, haha. so its actually not my fault that i'm such a computer noob! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;there is a need for me to start studying soon, sigh. prelims are arriving and till now i still am living in a state of fog, trying to fumble my way through, wishing that what i'm seeing is what's really there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i shall be hardworking! i promise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anyway, i have a piece of good news! liying was accepted into rj dsa.. choir, i think. haha she's ONE COOL CAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;went to je popular after my piano earlier, and bumped into anna.. went on a spending spree and felt so contented after that, haha. i guess that's what retail therapy is supposed to do to the mind, but it feels weird doing retail therapy in just one single shop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and i still have 11 juniors' presents left to make! ( which by the way is like all of them ). we're celebrating agm on the coming saturday i heard.. wonder where the darling juniors will bring us, haha(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;shall start working hard soon! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;hmmx. i've been wondering a lot about god these few days, is there really like someone up there who controls everything? its in all a pretty confusing concept, but i think its still good to have a sort of faith. like at the end of the day when you need help, there's this upper being you can pray to, and hope that he can help you deliver yourself from all your sins. and its good to have someone you can rely on, i guess. maybe i shall go ask one of my christian friends how the whole thing works. it sound interesting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;shall end this extremely long entry, and say byebye till i'm next feeling so idle! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;AHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-115357311614301788?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/feeds/115357311614301788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30098477&amp;postID=115357311614301788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115357311614301788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115357311614301788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/07/glad-that-everything-has-been-cleared.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-115348664115632089</id><published>2006-07-21T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T21:01:25.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;this shall be a complaint entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;wah, just go away can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;mess up my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;urghhhh!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ultra tempted to scold bad word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;there are always these people who try to make my life miserable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so sucky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;well if you think you can drive any rift between my best friends and i, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;YOU ARE WRONG&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and i am quite pissed now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;just go away and stop bothering me. i didn't even offend you in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;whoever you are lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ARGHHHH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;rawrrr!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is one fierce tiger you are offending so you better get off my back before i chomp your head off!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;angryness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hmmx,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sorry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;dui bu qi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to him: still thinking and aching&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to grow up, telling myself,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;strongest wind is indeed invisible.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-115348664115632089?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115348664115632089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115348664115632089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/07/this-shall-be-complaint-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-115344641124419654</id><published>2006-07-21T09:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T00:31:39.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;sick at home with a sore sore throat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i have slept approximately 22 hours the past two days.and i'm still tired. therefore this adoloscent concludes that there is something wrong with her and has decided to see the doctor later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anyway, to update my blog. the day before yesterday was racial harmony day. 4e made milo dinosaur for sale! and get this, EVERYONE played a part. 4E ROCKS MY WORLD. love them all. we're a really special class (well, overlooking the fact that we're the only class that takes lit), cus us here are all wonderful people with depth. we think. HAHA. not saying that non-lit people don't think, just that we think differently. anyway i was sorting out the photos earlier on, and i was super nostalgic for those moments. to think we only have so little time left. and i bet if i showed those photos on grad night with a farewell song most of the girls will burst into tears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3 4e forever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ystd morning on the bus i was super pissed. two rv guys just have NO sense no decency. it was super ultra crowded on the 100(again) and the guys seated in front of me were VERY inconsiderate. firstly, the guy stuck his leg out and took up extra space. so i was trying not to fall the whole journey bacause his leg prevented me from holding onto anything at all! then, after the jerky journey, the bus finally reached the school. just as i was getting ready to alight, these two boys rudely pushed in front of me and fought to alight. how gross can it get. not even allowing the poor person standing without stability go first, much less a girl! no wonder they say rv guys are not real guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but of couse this only applies to people like them. the guys i know are all quite alright, haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dearth, lacking that feeling.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;can't wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;to grow up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;growing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-115344641124419654?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115344641124419654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115344641124419654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/07/sick-at-home-with-sore-sore-throat.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-115305104481120452</id><published>2006-07-16T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T00:32:09.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;where has all my time gone to? i &lt;u&gt;urgently&lt;/u&gt; need to learn time management. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;today mummy was very sweet. she woke up early in the morning and mended my bagstrap without me asking cause she saw it rip last night and knew i needed it today. my mum loves me, and i suddenly feel loved, assured and secure. to those out there who hate your parents, they love you, no matter who you are. and though it may seem otherwise at times, you're still their flesh and blood. just like how my mum gets mad at me for no reason sometimes, she loves me all the same. and even though at these times, i may lose heart and start telling myself otherwise, we are still family. and she will be in my life forever, just like how i'm in hers. i love my mummy and my daddy and ting. and i realised i sometimes take their love and how they dote on me for granted. i shall learn to appreciate them more! my life wouldn't be what it is now without them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the love of a family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;is like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the home you can always return to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the comfort you can always find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the joy you can always receive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and the tree you can always be sheltered under&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and all this he taught me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and everyday i realise,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that at this stage i'm still thinking and aching&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;trying and learning to accept &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no matter how many coats of white i may apply,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if i'm black underneath, i'm still black.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and since people only see the white,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no one knows who i truly am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i long for the day someone can truly see &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the real person i am.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;itsallbutafacade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i'm learning&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to let the white slowly purify me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so that i can at least be gray.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-115305104481120452?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115305104481120452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115305104481120452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/07/where-has-all-my-time-gone-to-i.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-115297529643839088</id><published>2006-07-15T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T00:32:34.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;today was speech day.really tiring, having to stand around the &lt;u&gt;WHOLE&lt;/u&gt; time in a strangling red blazer. but it was fun, and i guess i'll really miss times like this in the future, cause i won't have any more chance to wear it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;today the funniest thing happened to me. i was on my way to liying's house in my black court shoes and we had to climb up this slope, so when i crossed the drain my heel got stuck and the whole thing came off. so i walked with a limp all the way up to her house haha. which was quite tough cause she lives in a condo on a hill so it was trudging upslope all the way.this is called karma because i laughed when i saw a teacher (think she's miss tan wan ting or something like that) get her heel stuck at the pathway outside the hall with the red brick floor. i shall not laugh at the misfortune of others in future, i promise X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but i had alot of fun today. i went around getting people to pose for photos with me. the many wonderful photos unfortunately do not have a chance to be showcased because this noob does not know how to upload photos, ahaha. it was photo mania today! my favourites, other than the group ones, are the ones i took with jiamin with changlok in the background, the one i took with aubrey, and the one i took with ziyang. ziyang looked super cool in his ncc uniform!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;hmmm i realised actually i miss talking to ziyang. its been a long log time since we talked cause i just didn't seem to have the chance after we went to different classes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;have physics tuition tomorrow at four haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i hope the teacher won't mind that i left every single definition question on my last physics test blank. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i brushed past him, his hand patting my head&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i didn't see him again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;yudao&lt;3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;wo hai shi ke yi kan dao, ganjue de dao ni dui wo de zhong yao..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;wo men rao le zhe me yi quan cai yu dao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;wo bi shui dou gen ming bai ni de zhong yao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;jue ding le, ni de shou wo wo le bu hui fang diao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ying wei wo yao de wo zi ji zhi dao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;zhi yao ni de jian bang ye rang wo kao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to grow up&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-115297529643839088?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115297529643839088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115297529643839088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/07/today-was-speech-day.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30098477.post-115289513328851908</id><published>2006-07-15T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T00:33:10.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;today was exhausting! was in school until like 730 for speech day rehearsal where we had to carry&amp;amp; arrange chairs.&lt;br /&gt;but it was all pretty cool, because we slacked quite alot and anna, weiguo and i brought changlok to the tunnel and we brought the disco sec4s to the cool tutorial rooms!&lt;br /&gt;so actually it was quite fun. to think that i won't have any more chance to do this is quite sad i realised. and this is going to sound dramatic but a sense of nostalgia washes over me as i am typing this. in three more weeks i will have officially stepped down. wow. i'll miss disco. simple as that. i love disco like i love my family. and the fire within will never die! (:disco&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;keep falling asleep in class recently, i guess i need to catch up on my sleep! ahaha i hope mr chen and guo lao shi didn't catch me sleeping during their lessons!&lt;br /&gt;anyway now i have this new favourite song, yu dao from the green forest drama serial thingy. its such a sad sad sad song but so touching. :(&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's speech day, i'm looking forward to it. yeah it signifies the last of my duties, but more importantly its the last project i take on in council. shall remember the experience always.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah i would like to say THANKYOU to my darling junior zunsiong who has so kindly lent me his camera to take photos! THANKYOU again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder what i'll be doing this time next year.&lt;br /&gt;erasing, adapting. but still i live in regret and hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL BE STRONG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;strongest wind cannot be seen...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30098477-115289513328851908?l=the-escapism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115289513328851908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30098477/posts/default/115289513328851908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-escapism.blogspot.com/2006/07/today-was-exhausting-was-in-school.html' title=''/><author><name>seok</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
